American McGee's Oz lives (GameSpot): For the record, I think American McGee's Alice was quite pretty, but it's not particularly scary or dark to put odd-angled doorways, blood, and dirt into a fantasy-world. Taking a child-oriented property and re-imagining it to be dark, in and of itself, doesn't make it a postmodern masterpiece. I think it can be done, and has a lot of potential, but the McFarlane figures of American McGee's Twisted Tales: OZ, the nekkid bondage Dorothy with Munchkin BDSM master, and the steroid-enhanced Toto didn't do anything for me. That said, if Jerry Bruckheimer is developing a series of movies on Twisted Tales OZ, Warner Books is about to put a book out on the property, I don't understand why publishers, who are so keen on license-based tie-ins, are so skittish about backing this venture when so many other consumer vectors are on-board.
“I came back for my own purposes,” said the Time Traveler, looking around my booklined study. “I chose you to talk to because it was . . . convenient. And I don’t want you to do a goddamned thing. There’s nothing you can do. But relax . . . we’re not going to be talking about personal things. Such as, say, the year, day, and hour of your death. I don’t even know that sort of trivial information, although I could look it up quickly enough. You can release that white-knuckled grip you have on the edge of your desk.” I tried to relax. “What do you want to talk about?” I said. “The Century War,” said the Time Traveler. I blinked and tried to remember some history. “You mean the Hundred Year War? Fifteenth Century? Fourteenth? Sometime around there. Between . . . France and England? Henry V? Kenneth Branagh? Or was it . . .” “I mean the Century War with Islam,” interrupted the Time Traveler. “Your future. Everyone’s.” He was no longer smiling. Without asking, or offering to pour me any, he ...
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