Alright? Welcome to Stuff and That, everyone’s least favourite teenage provided multimedia mumbo-jumbo: Here you’ll find music and film content like no other! Whether that’s because it’s so much worse, better or just different to what you usually read, we’ll leave that to you to figure out. For now, give our About page a looksee to see what we’re about.
About the Authors.
The Big Dinguses.
The Big Dinguses are basically the two idiots who decided to make this website in the first place. So if you want us to sound all official, they’re the co-creators, as well as being the main contributors and the ones who dream most of this site ever becoming remotely well known – and not for its awfulness.
Milo (oh no):
Milo has often been described as mediocre. A lover of colourful cult art and words like dingus, he’s also formerly a massive fan of WWE, while he’s now stuck in the middle of Twerton who spends most of his time listening to ALL OF THE MUSIC, playing Mortal Kombat and obsessing over RuPaul’s Drag Race (a potent mix indeed). As well as this, he drums like a crippled panda bear and sings with the vocal dexterity of a severed thumb.
And now, the wang himself, we have Reuben:
He is a strange-un. A Rocket League show off, he used to be called Speedy until January 2016, when he revealed his real name. He did prefer not to share his, or indeed her, name with y’all for the deadliest of reasons, but now the reasons have come out and they’re pretty deadly. He’s a bigboi music consumer, you’ll find him traversing slightly scary coastal paths and regularly trying his darndest to be good at football and/or table tennis to immeasurably disappointing results. In his downtime he’ll usually be found watching Peep Show or the odd film, which, he will admit, most of the time is Star Wars. He claims to be a semi competent bassist, but if he ever tells you that, just know that he’s not telling the total truth. He’s a shameless footie obsessive and a fan of Tottenham Hotspur, who ARE better than Arsenal. A beach hipster, too, his favourites in Wales, the land of rain and sheep; he’s a creamy pasta, red velvet cake and Reggae Reggae Caribbean Crush aficionado. He’s been called a megalomaniac by a certain someone, hopped on The Force Awakens hatewagon, albeit briefly, and this whole thang was his idea so thank, or blame, him. Sometimes, he can be a lazy lil’ boi, but rest assured, he is punished aptly.
He can’t deny he is the nerdiest of the nerds; but he’s a good mate of Reuben’s anyway. This aficionado of Solero Exotics and amateur pound shop food critic spends most of his time playing Smash Bros. or tending to his beautiful, beautiful computer, and can occasionally be spotted in North Devon grimacing about his hatred of Sonic whilst trying to kick a football. Join Marcus in his quest to tell everyone his opinions on games as he plays many a Nintendo game and writes many a thing about them — in Marcus’, very own, Nerdy Corner on this here site.
RIP this massive lAD and his venture into all things PC Gaming, something Milo and Reuben know minuscule about. No, he isn’t dead, he’s sitting in his dark room playing MOBAs or walking around town in terrible hipster outfits. His League of Legends review earned an especially odd comment, which seemed to be advertising something. Looking at you, FineDesign. Looking. At. You.
From what we can tell, Cam’s an anime man, he likes Fallout a bit too much, and sometimes he just can’t be arsed to do much other than, well, not much — guess his age, anyone?
The latest addition to our crappy cast of writers, James is a good ol’ mate of Reuben’s and is a provocateur of anime, scummy memes (as seen above), metal and rock outfits ranging from In Flames to Foo Fighters, a big slice of Smash Bros., Overwatch and is in a perpetual state of pussy destroying. He appreciates a good film, like Reservoir Dogs or Pulp Fiction, and fills everyone’s Facebook feed with a barrage of dank memmays, while glugging a can of Bepis Max, before and after he drags himself into school.
An ambassador for Doritos and Mountain Dew, David is an odd-un along with being a ledge among men; a lover of Dark Souls, fighting games and music ranging from death metal to hip-hop. Also deceivingly lazy, a genius when it comes to being a toolbag on Smash Bros., the sort of guy who when no one else uses any items he goes to the edge of the stage just to use a fresh lil’ Special Flag, though he’ll have the respect to not taunt whilst losing. His most unique achievement is that he managed to kill his computer with Maoam Pinballs – the monster.
He ain’t writing for us no more though, which is a huge shame considering his writing talents! Even so, his articles are still on our archives to be read.
And, Jason from Jason’s Movie Blog might pop in every now and then for a guest review, isn’t that lovely, as well as the marvellous Renate, of Popcorn & Film. Moreover, the excellent Steveforthedeaf (of Steve For The Deaf) has graced us with some quality digs. We’ve also had Elliot (of Wildlife & Words) come in to review some stuff as well.
The Shizzle We Dizzle.
If there’s one thing to get over first, it’s that each review and article is the opinion of the individual writer, and not the site as a whole; however, some may represent our whole cast’s opinions by chance, and for that we’ll have some sort of signal to let you know – making whatever it is ultimately recommendable. But if you say that Stuff and That likes Korn, you’d be mistaken – Reuben likes Korn; and so on. Now that that’s out of the way, carry on as you were people!
Now, you may be wondering why the hell we’ve gone for the pernickety rating out of 100 system for our reviews. Well, firstly, Reuben likes it. Secondly, it’s what Nintendo Official Magazine did (although percentage instead of out of, but it’s the same shizzle), and that magazine is deceased and Reuben was mildly sad about that, so he decided to carry on what they did.
While the scoring may be a little inconsistent here and there and we’d like to think what we write in the review can provide a substantial opinion in itself, we do think a score is an important li’l boi to cap it all off hand-in-hand with our conclusions (and also for you lazy bastids who obviously hAtE rEaDiNg). Here it be:
Here’s the scoring system fo’ yo (more or less) – with freaky-deaky colour coding (basically to make it look better) from 2016 onwards:
0-9/100 – doesn’t really function if it even achieves that; one of the worst, if not the worst of whatever it is.
10-19/100 – awful, awful, awful.
20-29/100 – awful, awful.
30-39/100 – awful.
40-49/100 – bad.
50-59/100 – bad-ish, mediocre.
60-69/100 – alright.
70-79/100 – good.
80-90/100 – great, really good.
90-95/100 – fantastic.
95-99/100 – amazing, possibly one of the best around of whatever it is.
100 – perfect or as near to that as possible, and one of the very best ever of whatever it is — if not the best.
Another thing you may be thinking right now is, why would you bother reading stuff on this site over other professional, more experienced sites around the net, like GamesRadar, IGN, Empire, Loudwire, etc., etc. (alright, we’ve stopped rubbing it in, you can leave now if you want). Well, we’d like to think our brash, intense style, humour and general idiocy might bring you back to laugh at us. We’d say we have un-biased opinions because we’re doing this whole thang for no material gain. It’s a hobby, one we do for fun.
Enough reasons for you? Probably not. Oh well, have more writing.
And there’s a note for our reviews. As mentioned before, we don’t just review new things, or just old things, we’ll review anything from any time, including games, films, albums, graphic novels and anime – so pretty much all the shizzle. Nowadays, however, our website is mostly littered with music and film articles, so that’s the primary focus. We also do a few opinion articles here and there that aren’t without a bit of unreliable information, and for those who can’t take our incessant rambling and physically painful attempts at comedy (Milo raising his shameful hand at that offense), we have Sub-Reviews, which are the facts, the opinions, the physically painful attempts at comedy, all compounded into a nice few paragraphs; for the niche, obscure, amateur blog controlled poorly by two teenage boys follower on the go.
Lastly, Milo’ll try to shove random features down ya, reluctant as you are, as he provides a stream of MMMs (Milo’s Music Mayhem, a series where he takes a random song he likes and talks about it, and yeah, that’s all it is, shut up Mike, if you don’t like it, you can leave) and others such as Doppelbängers and Talking Trailers — they’re all in the Categories section of the sidebar, so check ’em out if you wanna know more.
In fact, go to the sidebar to find most everything on this damn site. That ol’ sidebar includes the Big Dinguses’ questionable “Favourite” Games, Movies and Albums pages, which are really just for the Dinguses themselves – but check ’em out or you better believe we’ll find you.
Of course, everything’s copyrighted by the respective owners, ya dingus.
And with that, we’ll leave you to it.
Hugs, kisses and lacerations,
Bringing redundant opinions for scrollers everywhere,