Far Cry 2: A Photo Diary

Here I am, knees caked in dirt, creeping between blades of grass as long as my arms. At one with nature, you could say — except for the silenced pistol in hand, or the arsenal packed on my back… or the GPS that led me here. Diamonds this’a way, it said. I was expecting some gruesome sight, of course: a deal gone bad, a transporter dead from heatstroke. Something like that. Instead, I ended up on the perimeter of a camp — the kind with actual, live people in it, and most people are pretty protective of their diamonds. There’s

Sci-fi Extravaganza!

Is this the real life? Or is this just sci-fi? Seriously, WHAT IS HAPPENING. Has anyone else noticed all the cool sci-fi stuff is coming out, like… right now? Did I miss the memo about sci-fi becoming super trendy and profitable? First, I saw an ad for this little darling on the old T-and-V: If you want the CliffsNotes: Crazyman Tom Cruise. God. In a sci-fi thing. Yep, sold, moving on.