Mission failed: John was annoyed.
Hey folks! This episode of Nerds Without Pants was recorded while Julian was on vacation, so this is a very mediocre endeavor. Anyway, on to the show!
It's the Clerks of horror.
It’s the spoopy time of year, which means it’s time for Halloween Havoc on Nerds Without Pants! We are once again joined by show co-founder and horror writer Rob Ottone to talk about game characters and creatures that scare us. Also: Resident Evil 4 takes on Dead Space 2 in the steel cage!
Pull the pupper lever!
Ohai! This werk on the Nerds Without Pants Borkcast we have a heckin’ gud tym giving treats to the goodest bois, the bestest puppers, and the frendist doggos. Then we get sum chikem nuggs.
These games aren't very good, but we love 'em!
It’s the last standard episode of Nerds Without Pants for 2019, and boy do we have a hum dinger for you? Wait, “hum dinger”? Why am I typing like a kid growing up in 1947? Gee, willikers, this show sure is swell! Golly, it’s just the bee’s knees! Yeah, ok boomer.
It's a party, y'all!
Welcome, welcome, welcome, to the 150th episode of Nerds Without Pants! We have an amazing show for you this week. So amazing, telling you about what’s in this episode would spoil everything! Okay, you twisted my arm. We’re joined by {REDACTED}, who surprises us all by announcing {REDACTED}. After that, we spend some time talking about {REDACTED} and announcing the winner of the second Great Game Giveaway: {REDACTED}! Then, we jump into the meat of the show.
An exercise in frustration.
So after eight years, Rockstar has finally released a follow up to their beloved sandbox Western Red Dead Redemption. The game is a critical darling, has outsold the entire Metroid franchise in two weeks, and all seems right in the world. Yet, I found quite a few issues that many reviews were mitigating or did not bring up which kept me from personally having fun. To the point where seven hours into Red Dead Redemption, I called it quits. This will not be a review, just offering my two cents for those on the fence.
Sit down and let us school you.
Welcome back to a thoughtful Nerds Without Pants! Patrick had a smarty pants Stage Select topic, so we enlisted the smartiest pants person we know: Mike Fallek of the Hackthought Podcast. What follows is comedy, heated debates, and the debut of the Patrick Leap? Listen and find out, Pantsless people!
Oh, Electronic Arts, you're in a bit of a pickle, aren't you?
To say that EA is having a bit of a problem with public perception would be a massive understatement. In the past year they have come under fire for predatory micro transaction practices, cancelled a highly anticipated Star Wars game, stated that single player games are a dying breed, and shuttered yet another well-regarded development team. Their lackluster E3 presentation didn’t do much to help matters. Sure, EA is doing gangbusters as far as sales and revenue, but they have burned up so much good will with their customers that it’s easy to see a scenario where they find themselves in a tough position, relying on their yearly Madden and FIFA games to keep them afloat. As someone who has a complicated relationship with their brand, I have some ideas on how EA can win players over, and move strongly into the upcoming next generation.
Or: The Brotherhood of the Vanishing Pants
The Nerds Without Pants are back with an episode full of quick time events, animated blood and gore, and tales of medical woe. We won’t be back for a little bit in our standard format, but fear not, as Julian has a special in the works to tide you lovely people over until we’re back. Enjoy!
I am darkness. I am the night. I am Batman!
After spending time wearing the cowl of Batman in four games since 2009, I wasn’t all that interested in Batman: Arkham VR. It had “tech demo” written all over it, and seemed like an easy cash grab for the crucial first slate of PlayStation VR. Now that I’ve played through it I can easily say that it is far beyond what I expected, and while I had thought I had already worn Batman’s cowl it was another thing entirely to put it on myself.
