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Cryptic and evocative! Gorgeously designed, clever, quietly threatening. I really enjoy how much blank space is left for the imagination to fill in. The best kind of puzzle, where the result at the end is even more of an enigma. Really a condensed wonder, and in no small part due to its restrained and fragmentary character. So the fact that there is "not much to it" is actually a major aspect that really contributes to the effect!
It reminded somehow of the film The Invention of Morel which also had this strange artefacts and oddball quietude in a beautiful island setting. Something special here!
Your "method" makes a lot of sense. I often think about how the old school cartoonists would work directly in storyboards or in the strip without any preconceived script. It allows you to really work in the medium and allow it to surprise you (and as a consequence, US!)
This thing is a masterpiece. Total inspiration generator. The attitude seeped into the guts like too much neon energy drink turned over in your backpack. It’s such a perfect blend of quiz, interactive fiction, CYOA, and a goddamn timecapsule of densely packed INFOTAINMENT for all the senses. It’s like an interactive multimedia lookbook that captures the fleeting essence of an entire timebound subculture. Infinity in a wipeout reel. Y2Kologists a century from now are going to be eating good spiralling endless theses on this beast.
Also an absolute pitch perfect alignment of medium, form, and content aka DECKER MAXXED OUT.
The informal theme for this issue seems to be “weirdly plausible.” The letter of the day seems to be Q. More below. The safety tip seems to involve care around RITUALS, PACTS, and BOARDROOM ETIQUETTE.
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The Quantumphysifascists seem like some evil offshoot of the ‘Pataphysicists. Like maybe some kind of CCRU adjacent deep evil nightmare society, The text is highly cryptic and clearly meant for ceremonial purposes. I could see it operating a little like Bataille’s acéphale group, actually quite awkward and hard to get going, maybe a bit of afterwork grumbling and ritual machineplay in the woods amongst a few suppressed salarymen? That combined with a deranged sort of ponzi scheme / crypto scam, a hyperstition death/insolvency delay tactic combined with Timeshare immortality swindles.
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Every epic poem requires the hero to descend to the underworld at some point. Odysseus, Aeneas, Dante, and now ROMONDE finds himself chased like a suicidal fly into the crunching gears of Percivil’s Haunted House. And much like the epic tradition we get there a mixture of torture, regret and convoluted bureaucracy (here in the form of a BOARD). There’s something extraordinary about a dark ride that kind of spends most of its time circumnavigating a deranged board meeting. Something almost Ligotti-like. It also falls into a kind of Revelations-Apocalypse Sing-Song which is just irresistible!
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I am a Victim of Slime and I called 75463 and I spoke to SlimeStoppers and I am leaving this halfstar review so that other people do not rely on them, it’s a SCAM people I am actually pretty sure the SLIME increased after the call, my entire basement is nothing but slime, they supposedly sent a rep for a quote and he never came back, and now I just want to perform obscene acts in full view.
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There’s something so incredibly plausible about the Cybermonde story! Actually more than plausible, I am actually thinking of a few real examples of this as a potentially real Canadian tax-shelter film. It’s like The Brain meets Jesus Christ Vampire Hunter meets Videodrome meets some softcore porn rag out of Cinépix meets a Quebecois Satanic Panic exploitation thing like The Pyx . It’s giving me an inverted Mandela effect right now, like didn’t I actually see it and review it already? I could see the crew attempting to follow the infamous tax-shelter rules, failing completely, and then reverting into some occultic bad news like that is EXACTLY how it would have happened.
TLDR Each subsequent issue of FU feels like it’s getting closer and closer to my room and one day it’s just gonna get me while asleep.
Scoop of the century! Scoop of the cerebellum! FU strikes again while the iron is hot and brings us an impossibly relevant interview with a most eloquent genocidaire—who says art and science don’t never mix? It was incredible to see the sheer haphazard negligence of her artistic statement, considering the magnitude of her crimes, how nonchalantly committed she seemed to the enterprise. She reminds me of a sort of Ultra-Bathory, the supreme architect of Dame Cruelty, a schemer and a dreamer and a narcissist to boot. So refreshing to see a real DEAD VOICE in the arts!
And a special nod towards the resuscitation-interview as a source of inspiration for us all. An artform almost lost to science, but salvaged at the last second by animation aficionado Shem. In Philip K Dick’s Ubik, corporate bodies are kept in a delayed state of decomposition, a half/life, which allows their former employees to commune with them… Albeit at the hallucinatory level of the Bardo. “How do you know you aren’t dead already?” Asks Burroughs. Shem’s answer is to interview dead killers, a solid triplication of the paradox.
There is a sort of polaroid on page 5 I recommend you deeply avoid.
The Dreamgutter map of Hypnagogic Lands is a welcome addition to the great classics of “inner geographies”. It’s right up there with the historical “maps of love” by Chauveau et al… Albeit decidedly more sinister! I could see vistas of new sciences here, topographies and geologies and heat maps taken to excess. There is a certain anatomical, sinewy texture to the dream geographies on display here, which aligns perfectly with the bizarre bio-architectural horrors outlined in the brief descriptions. We could very well do a doctorate on each.
Keeping up with the cryogenic on-ice dead guy revival theme, this month’s Romonde invokes the emergence of some entity, referred to as “someone” or the “coffin dweller”, from an icy coffin thing, challenged by the (variously spelled?) Scrapwriter aka Scapwriter, who makes the case for its survival and is uh, unceremoniously countersignalled. I take this to be an UNMETAPHOR for a situation NEVER YET FACED by any living writer or creative. The key word is “yet…”
Turn on your scamcorders…
“…Spiralling down into the dark depths of determination…”
I should also take this opportunity to thank Shem for the extremely cogent adaptation of the ELECTRIC SCREENPRISION MANIFESTO. I don’t think a text has ever gotten a more faithful adaptation to the silver screen. Shem has the uncanny ability to pry the shape and sounds of one’s associational nightmares straight from the greymatter, and leash it with no big deal to the source text. If this is the treatment I got, imagine what he would do with Anne of Green Gables!?
And finally, a delicious “digestif” in the elegant and compressed Canticle of Chrysalis. I infer from the title that this is what those damn teenage caterpillars are muttering to themselves as they undergo metamorphosis. Equal measures gnostic and toxic. HOW QUAINT!
Someone's bread minus is another's bread plus? In any case, we covered it in the latest choicebeat!
https://www.flipsnack.com/choicebeat/choicebeat-issue-17
What a tremendous experience...We didn't really do justice to the full breadth of its oversaturated glory, but we covered Meanderware alongside other nonfiction games in the latest issue of ChoiceBeat!
https://willyelektrix.itch.io/choicebeat-issue-17
Update: we liked it so much we covered it in an article in the latest issue of ChoiceBeat!
https://willyelektrix.itch.io/choicebeat-issue-17
This Videotome was amazing. So amazing that we covered it in an article in the latest issue of ChoiceBeat!
https://willyelektrix.itch.io/choicebeat-issue-17
Update: I liked it so much that I covered in in an article in the latest issue of ChoiceBeat!
https://willyelektrix.itch.io/choicebeat-issue-17





















































