Archive for Category: Columns
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Oh, the Humanity!: Where on Earth is Carmen Sandiego?
Columns by Michael Gray on Welcome to "Oh, the Humanity!", the column that reviews videogame-based movies and books. This time, I'm reviewing a 2001 VHS tape I found at my local library entitled Where on Earth is Carmen Sandieg
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The Anger Dome: Cursing and Bad Characters
Columns by Michael Ridgaway on I just got finished with Killzone 2, and YE GODS is that game annoying. Aside from the fact that the partner A.I. sucks and your teammates will leave you open to fire 100% of the time, the supporting
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The 2009 GameCola Videogame Awards
Columns by GameCola on 2009 is a year that many different gamers will remember for many different things. We'll remember it as the year we got to play as Ringo and Paul, Egon and Ray, and...flowers. We'll also remember it a
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What the Crap?: Hoganlessness
Columns by Mark Freedman on Welcome back to the "What the Crap?" (WTC) column. I'd like to start this column back up by discussing a serious plague that's been bothering me...no, not just me...the entire world for quite some tim
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testgame.exe: Making the Adventure
Columns by Elizabeth Medina-Gray on Oooohhh, pretty. What? Oh. Sorry about that! I just got completely distracted by GameCola's awesome new prettiness.... Am I supposed to be writing about something? Oh, yeah! testgame! Hello everyone,
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Quantum Geek: Episode 17 – Hylian Tennis
Columns by Michael Ridgaway on Tom flew high over Hyrule, the entire expanse of the kingdom laid out before him. Were he inclined to look down, the sight would have taken his breath away, but he was only concerned with one area: th
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Versus Mode: Stereoscopic 3D, Fat Avatars, and More
Columns by GameCola on GameCola's newest writers discuss current events in gaming. Topics include whether stereoscopic 3D is the future of videogames, avatar obesity, and more.
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Gamera Obscura: Popeye: Ijiwaru Majo Sea Hag no Maki
Columns by Jeff Day on Believe it or not, Japan must really like that Popeye character. I just hope that Japanese audiences don't consider Popeye as the embodiment of Western freedom, or else we're going to end up looking like ship-hugging, anchor-loving sea yokels with puffy arms and heroin-addict level spinach infatuations (not to mention the fact that our women all look like coat racks, which is straying farther and farther from the truth every year).
