When you’re in The New Yorker, you know you’ve done something right. That’s no different for Epic’s Design Director, Cliff Bleszinski, who happens to be profiled in the November 3rd issue of the widely known magazine.
If you’re looking to know how in-depth the article goes, you only need go as far as this paragraph:
Bleszinski drove into Epic’s parking lot in a red Lamborghini Gallardo Spyder, the top down despite an impending rainstorm. His current haircut is short and cowlicked, his bangs twirled up into a tiny moussed horn. He was wearing what in my high school would have been called “exchange-student jeans”—obviously expensive but slightly the wrong color and of a somehow non-American cut. Beneath a tight, fashionably out-of-style black nylon jacket was a T-shirt that read “TECHNOLOGY!” His sunglasses were of the oversized, county-sheriff variety, and each of his earlobes held a small, bright diamond earring. He could have been either a boyish Dolce & Gabbana model or a small-town weed dealer.
That’s either a rock star write-up, an underhanded put-down, or both. He looks like a rock star for a bit, but then they drop in the ‘weed dealer’ part. How, exactly is that a compliment?
Anyways, they’ve interviewed Cliff as well as a couple blurbs from other Epic and Microsoft employees. If you’re looking to see what else they have to say, check out the article that goes into Gears as well as other Epic and Microsoft industry knowledge. It’s a pretty good read when they’re making him sound like a rock star (which they do liberally).
The Grammar of Fun [The New Yorker]
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