Live from my kitchen! It’s Critical Hit Live! Starring that carton of milk that should have been thrown out last week, the sentient mold on the bread that is plotting my demise and a sink full of dishes that really need to be washed already!

The good, the bad and the ugly of the last week! Brought to you by the leading name in mafia-run fish shops, The Codfather!

The good, the bad and the ugly of the last week! Brought to you by McVitie’s Smile Edible Smile Bones! Yes, it’s a jar of flavoured teeth and don’t ask us how we got them!

It’s not exactly illegal to want to rule the world, but it’s the methods that a person uses to accomplish their goals that makes all the difference.

We’re sorry to report that due to Stage 2 intro-shedding, Crit-com will have to initiate rolling blackouts on introductory paragraphs.

A post so darn good, that it doesn’t even need a proper intro and I can write whatever I want here hurpde durp look at me I’m a magical unicorn who discovered how to wRiTe iN SpOnGeBoB MeMe tExT I Am tHe bEsT.

A new year means new games. And new hypemachine cycles in which to sell those games, am I right? By now, you’ve seen it all in every game ever released. You’ve read the interviews where developers gush over just how authentic the Perforate 2.0 Engine is in Ace McStab Yo Face 5: Days of our Knives, you’ve watched a trailer where big bold font tells you that a kajillion weapons await you on a hostile planet and something something blockchain. Yawn.

2018 may have been a brilliant year for gaming, but here’s the thing: Nobody wants to remember the good times. Instead, we’re hardwired to automatically complain when given the chance, and the year that was had no shortage of absolutely valid complaints. You look back at the last trip around the gigantic ball of flaming gas that gives us life, and there was plenty to hate on.