PC Gamer > Crap Shoot
My weekly column for the PC Gamer website, digging into the archives on a search for the unusual and forgotten names in PC gaming, from lost gems to weapons grade atrocities. Definitely not just about bad games, though there’s been a fair few genuinely eye-popping examples of those over the months…
PC Gamer > Crap Shoot: Star Trek: The Next Generation
Star Trek Month. Its continuing mission: to take a look at A Final Unity, Generations, and the rest – the good, the bad, and the make-it-so-so.
PC Gamer > Crap Shoot: Star Trek: Judgment Rites
Star Trek Month kicks off with a look back at the games of The Original Series, and a rare example of a licensed game that wasn’t a plate of steaming gagh.
PC Gamer > Crap Shoot: Sentient
Hey, are you building a space station above a sun? Here’s a thought: resist the urge to call it “Icarus”. Nothing good can come of it…
PC Gamer > Crap Shoot: Softporn Adventure
As the Leisure Suit Larry Kickstarter races towards the finish-line, it’s time to take a look back at the unlikely game that originally kick-started his legend.
PC Gamer > Crap Shoot: Escape From Hell
From Hull, from Halifax, from Hell, ‘tis thus. From all these three, Good Lord deliver us. Unfortunately, you won’t get out of this one with your TomTom.
Okay, I’m sorry. I’m sorry, okay? I’m sorry. There just aren’t that many games I can tenuously tie to Easter, and far fewer with so much pun potential.
PC Gamer > Crap Shoot: Conquests of the Longbow
As Robin Hood, prepare to fight for honour, for justice, and for ****’s sake, MORE copy protection? At least there’s a great ending to look forward to.
PC Gamer > Crap Shoot: Cadillacs and Dinosaurs
A team-up 200 million years in the making that nobody was asking for, but only because they’re all idiots. (Sadly, no, the dinos don’t get to drive.)
PC Gamer > Crap Shoot: Bad Blood
Get your factor-50,0000 sunscreen ready, because the post apocalyptic world is- What? No, it’s not Wasteland. Or Fallout. It’s the other one.
PC Gamer > Crap Shoot: The 7th Guest / 11th Hour
Old Man Stauf built a house, and filled it with his toys. Six guests were invited one night, their screams the only noise. Oh, except for laughter.