This is possibly one of the greatest compilations I've ever seen:
Blue Wizard is About to DieProse, poems, and emoto-versatronic expressionist pieces about video games (1980-2003)
by Seth "Fingers" Flynn Barkan
It's truly a piece of work. Anyone who's ever pondered Mario's psuedo-military takeover, the decline of 2-D gaming, or exactly what *was* the premise of Arkanoid needs to check out this book. I promise it's worth every penny.
Rather than simply gush one about it's awesomeness, I'll just relay a few of the small poems:
PAPERBOYif only I could save you
from the blondes in the black
Duesenbergs; hold you back,
grab your ******* handlebars,
shaking my head, preventing
your insane ride into traffic
saying "it's not worth it, kid;
whatever they're paying you,
it's not worth it."
MARIOKing Of Plumbers; cartoon hands
white gloves, a psychotic
jumping thing made of big
slabs of solid color punctuated
by black lines, giving him features;
old hand... old hand... the savior
of the princess, hero of the mushroom kingdom,
commander of the psychotic and useless power of Yoshi,
a creature so dumb and pointless that,
only you, my little mustachioed Italian freak,
would dare punch it in the back of the head,
as if to say
"ready the tongue!
prepare to fire!"
mounted like a monkey on a dog at a rodeo;
you bastard, sent him - after jumping - to his death,
using his doomed back for leverage.
Jump those pits, flee into the safety
of the green pipes, spit those shells,
send up the flag at every castle in the kingdom,
for, I, the liberator, the conquering Italian hero,
have returned, again and again and again;
we're going to make millions doing this!
you and me, kid, millions.
Al
<edit: Ghostbuster - boo-yah!>
when I grow up, I want to be in the MRFH EFF...
