Stocks that saw gains in recent days could be at risk of sliding, according to one popular technical indicator. Major U.S. indexes tumbled Friday on fears that the economy could be headed toward a slowdown, after July’s jobs data came out far weaker than expected and President Donald Trump rolled out modified tariff rates . This week, the S & P 500 lost about 2.4%, while the tech-heavy Nasdaq Composite tumbled 2.2%. The Dow Jones Industrial Average shed 2.9%. After this week’s rocky performance, CNBC Pro used its Stock Screener tool to identify the market’s most overbought and oversold stocks this past week based on their 14-day relative strength index, or RSI. A stock with an RSI reading above 70 can suggest it could be overbought and may see a dip in the near term. On the other hand, an RSI below 30 indicates a stock is oversold and could see gains ahead. Take a look at Wall Street’s most overbought names below: Microsoft shares jumped after the software giant posted strong earnings and revenue for its fiscal fourth quarter, briefly putting the company’s market cap above $4 trillion. Microsoft reported revenue from its Azure business and other cloud services for the first time, with sales exceeding $75 billion for fiscal year 2025, up 34% from the prior year. Shares of Microsoft gained 2% this week. The stock has an RSI of 78.4, making it one of the most overbought on the list. Analysts from Goldman Sachs and Bank of America lifted their price targets on Microsoft after its financial results. Defense and aerospace company Northrop Grumman made the overbought list with an RSI of 76.1. Shares rose 1.7% on Friday, defying much of the broader market’s moves and touching an all-time high. The stock advanced 2.9% this week. Northrop, up nearly 25% in 2025, is benefiting from increased global defense funding and geopolitical tensions . Half of the 24 analysts covering Northrop Grumman have either a strong buy or buy rating on the stock, while the remaining 12 rate it a hold, according to LSEG. Power generation products maker Generac and data storage company Western Digital are other overbought names this week, with respective RSIs of 79.1 and 74.2. Meanwhile, take a look at the most oversold companies: Health care giants Centene and Molina Healthcare could see upside after getting battered this week. Shares of Centene, which has an RSI of 23.1, lost 8.7% this week. The managed care company’s surprise second-quarter adjusted loss weighed on the stock. Molina Healthcare, with an RSI of 22.8, dropped about 6% this week. Other oversold names are Charter Communications , industrial supply company W.W. Grainger and research firm Gartner .
The two scenes that stand out are towards the end when she explodes on her family and gives a chilling monologue about Ghar Ki Izzat and women’s responsibilities. The other one is her cry for help
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Dhadak 2 is a love story at its heart and a story about discrimination and caste-politics at its mind. Siddhant Chaturvedi’s endless harrowing experiences are soothed by the heartbeat of his life Vidhi, played by Triptii Dimri. Hers is a progressive character driven by compassion and charm. Her love for Neelesh transcends all barriers and barricades. She is unperturbed by his background and shuns anyone who questions his identity.
The two scenes that stand out are towards the end when she explodes on her family and gives a chilling monologue about Ghar Ki Izzat and women’s responsibilities. The other one is her cry for help, equality, understanding as she screams her heart out. Maybe it’s time for anyone who points a finger on someone’s caste to introspect and evolve. If the trauma the hero is subjected to acts like fire, Vidhi’s relentless strength and sensitivity acts like an extinguisher.
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Triptii’s climax shot is so strong that the audiences are talking highly about it across social media platforms, not for its volume, but for the vulnerability and truth Triptii brings to it. That particular sequence captures her impressive emotional range and acting mettle, proving that she has come far from where she started – and it shows.
As she has stepped into the skin of an emotionally charged character, she masterfully balances silence with vibrating intensity – a raw feeling that reaches straight to the viewers, who are already hailing the climax as one of the most crucial in recent times.
As Vidhi, Triptii stepped into a role that’s layered and emotionally deep, and going by her on-screen versatility, it’s no surprise that she pulled it off with incredible finesse. From the emotional vulnerabilities to the inner conflict, Triptii ensures that the audience feels every bit of the emotions. She will never allow the heartbeat to take a stop, but she does make many breathless with her searing performance. Irony nicely done!
My special talent: I can survey any room in a house and accurately estimate how many cardboard boxes and spools of bubble wrap are needed to efficiently contain its contents. I wish it wasn’t a personal point of distinction, but I can’t escape it: I’ve lived in 28 homes in 46 years.
In my middle-class midwestern family, two rules reigned: you never questioned going to Catholic Mass on Sundays, and you never asked why we kept moving – the only answer was always the same: “It’s for your dad’s job.” And so we followed him, the car-top carrier on our wood-trimmed station wagon bursting with clothing, mix tapes and soccer cleats as our eyes fixed on passing cornfields.
Being jostled between addresses became the defining characteristic of my coming-of-age 1990s girlhood. I’m now 46, and I can’t seem to stay in one home longer than a handful of years. That same geographical stability I craved as a child has become an emotional confinement. I’m terrified to make an offer on another house; it would signal permanence in a body pulsating with restlessness.
I used to think our constant moves were just a quirk of my family – but we were part of something bigger. In the 1970s and 1980s, Americans were on the move. A shifting economy, two-income pressures, and corporate relocations made motion feel like progress.
We weren’t just packing boxes – we were absorbing a national ethos that told us movement was advancement, even if it left us unmoored.
My story started in seventh grade. I was a target for bullies with a pimpled face and thick, frizzy hair. Puberty shot me into a frame like my grandma’s – 5ft9in, solid bones, size 10 shoes – so when my parents sat us down on the couch for a “family meeting” the summer before eighth grade and said we were moving from rural Missouri to suburban Chicago, I was excited to escape the ridicule of the popular boys.
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Mom was a homemaker and Dad the breadwinner; she didn’t put up a fuss about the move. My parents married days after they graduated from Ohio State because Dad had a job offer in Baltimore and Mom couldn’t go unless they wed. They never had time for wanderlust, and I now sometimes wonder if she wanted an adventure or loathed it.
As I started in my new school, my parents blessed me with prescription-strength face cream and let me throw a party in our basement. I invited all 59 kids in the eighth grade class – branding myself the “fun new girl”. It worked and soon I found myself singing Soul Asylum lyrics into a hairbrush along with my new besties at a sleepover.
Meanwhile, my mom became obsessed with our new neighborhood in Naperville, an idyllic suburb of Chicago. She raved about the riverwalk and every other upper-middle class touch we hadn’t experienced previously. I loved it too. I started high school the following year with a large contingent of friends, playing basketball and soccer. Then, the summer before sophomore year: another family meeting. We were moving back to Missouri. I sobbed for weeks, devastated to leave the first life that felt like mine. I still remember looking out the back window of our minivan as my mom blasted Carole King’s Tapestry as we headed south on I-55.
The cumulative stress of relocating during critical developmental stages can impact kids later in life, according to a 2024 study published by JAMA Psychiatry. People who moved more than once between the ages of 10 and 15 were 61% more likely to experience depression in adulthood.
This data wasn’t just inked in journals; it lived in me. And like a suitcase full of unresolved attachment issues, at 14 I carried these experiences with cramped hands. It informed my understanding of permanence: that true safety was an illusion, that stability was always conditional, that the only reliable way to cope with discomfort was to disappear from it.
The day before senior year started, I walked into the house to my mom frantically packing boxes. After two years of trying desperately to get us back to Naperville, my dad had a new job there and we needed to leave later that day – in time for my brother to start his freshman year of high school in the morning. I can still feel myself hyperventilating between the kitchen table and the bay window, wedging myself metaphorically into that house during an epic meltdown. But, the family motto, though never stated, was clear: keep moving.
Between ages 13 and 18, I went to five schools in five years and lived in even more houses.
My reality was a microcosm of a broader psychological truth: that instability during formative years can shape how we see ourselves long after the packing tape is ripped off the last box.
Other longterm studies have found similar links to lower life satisfaction. Beyond being more prone to depression, a study published in the Journal of Personality and Social Psychology found that people who moved frequently as children tended to have lower life satisfaction and poorer psychological well-being as adults. The research, which followed over 7,000 American adults for 10 years, found a direct link between the number of childhood moves and lower reported well-being, even when accounting for other factors like age and education.
In young adulthood, my instincts gravitated toward fierce friendships – the chosen family that defined my college years and early 20s. Earning an entry-level wage I expected impermanence in the big city, although while scraping together rent with my friends, my singular dream was a husband, kids, and the white picket fence I never claimed in youth. I was determined to affix myself to a permanent address.
I married the first man who asked at age 29. I bought us a condo in 2007, six months before we got divorced and a minute before the infamous “big short” caused the housing market to burst.
Everyone had said real estate was a sure-fire investment for the long term, but living in my one-bedroom marital condo alone felt like PTSD. I eventually saved enough to sell in 2014, bringing money to the closing table just to get out of the “investment” meant to be a stepping stone to suburbia.
By the early 2000s, job transfers and economic instability had made geographic permanence feel almost quaint. Raised on the promise of “Home Sweet Home,” my generation entered adulthood expecting sanctuary and instead dodged stereotypical landmines of economic precarity and unbalanced cognitive labor.
According to Harvard’s Joint Center for Housing Studies, homebuying rates for Gen X and older millennials have lagged behind previous generations, squeezed today by high interest rates and low desirable inventory. The dual-income household, framed as a pragmatic necessity, has metastasized into a common storyline on a TV series – one where home functions less as a haven and more as a finely-tuned productivity engine, but with an abundance of decorative throw pillows for aesthetics.
It’s not that the dream of the stable home disappeared – it just started charging an untenable monthly rent.
In my mid-30s I faced the unstable market by renting a no-frills, fourth-floor walk-up whose memory still charms. My second husband wooed me away four years later, and this time to the state of nirvana I’d always wanted: the “forever” home in the suburban cul-de-sac perfectly perched up on that hill. So, we overpaid, and I affixed his kids’ artwork to the fridge with magnets that boasted “Home Sweet Home” and “family forever”.
The marriage wouldn’t last. Within three years the “for sale” sign erected in the front yard would again be a marker that I failed to do the one thing in life I wanted more than anything: to stay.
I didn’t know how to pack the feeling of loss, so I took it with me after draining my savings account once more for an unfavorable sale to a new family. I inked a deal in 2018 on a condo in downtown Chicago, on the same street of my former favorite apartment. But the pandemic, losing my cat, getting laid off, and miscarrying the one successful pregnancy I ever had all within six months led me to sell the condo I had mortgaged at a sub-3% interest rate so I could lower my expenses.
Today I live in a dark, garden-level apartment, contemplating what Sigmund Freud called “repetition compulsion” – the tendency to unconsciously repeat traumatic events or patterns of behavior from the past even if they are unfulfilling. I seem to be pining for a life I can’t materialize. It is my pre-move childhood: the stale smell of the rarely-washed couch blanket we all used, the sound of my friends bouncing a basketball on the driveway, the waft of cigarette smoke from the kitchen when my parents had their friends over for cards.
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If the walls had veins they’d pulse to the energy of pizza night, intermittent shouts of “Uno!” and that indescribable chaos when the only thing that outnumbers the dishwasher cycles are the friends and neighbors stepping through the foyer.
But every attempt to find this pulls me further away from settling into the present. I can’t imagine how to create a happy life for myself without that feeling of family I’ve been trying to replicate.
I’ve lost tens of thousands of dollars on real estate and even more in self-assurance. My body carries every goodbye out a minivan window more acutely than my conscious mind. If I do emotionally commit again to an address, it might be ripped away. I want to know that true belonging isn’t a myth.
I often wonder what affixing my restless energy to another permanent address will do to the animal living inside of me – all she knows how to do is advance! advance! advance! What if, like motherhood, I simply missed out on the American dream? Is home ownership another childhood entitlement I need to blow into an imaginary balloon and watch gently float above my open hand?
As I face a housing market with low inventory at high prices and outrageous interest rates, I consider the paradox of my packing talent. It’s easy for me to stow things away, but I need courage for an internal move – to fully unpack where I am right now and finally just build a life already.
The Hunting Wives is a silly, raunchy, murder mystery series on Netflix — if that’s your thing. Above, Malin Åkerman and Brittany Snow,
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When Sophie (Brittany Snow) moves from Boston to Texas with her husband so that he can work for a very rich guy named Jed (Dermot Mulroney), she initially fears that she will be unable to relate to the women she meets there. Then, at a party, she encounters Jed’s wife, Margo (Malin Åkerman), who manages to find a reason to take her clothes off within moments of their first meeting.
This is a fitting introduction to The Hunting Wives, an erotic thriller murder mystery series that was initially set to air on Starz but ended up premiering on Netflix in July. You’ll know about 15 minutes into the first episode whether this is a show for you or not. It’s silly, it’s raunchy, it’s high drama. But if it’s up your alley, you might find it a pretty well-executed bit of summer entertainment.
It follows Sophie as she becomes more and more entwined (sometimes literally) with Margo. She gets to know Margo’s possessive bestie, Callie, and the rest of her inner circle, including the local preacher’s wife (Katie Lowes). Shortly after Sophie and her husband hit town, a body is found in the woods, and Sophie becomes urgently interested in figuring out exactly what happened.
There are a lot of murder shows out there, and at first glance, this might seem awfully familiar, with the sexy intrigue and the fish out of water. But this show, based (somewhat loosely) on a book by May Cobb, finds a few variations on the theme that give it a little extra oomph.
For one thing, everybody seems to be having a transparently great time. Åkerman commits fully to Margo, a woman whose sultry magnetism is so over-the-top that it’s surprising she isn’t constantly followed around by everyone she sees — friends, strangers, salespeople, construction workers. One must believe, after all, that Sophie is instantly drawn into Margo’s web, and Margo must therefore be a heck of a web-spinner. Similarly, Mulroney plays Jed as an arrogant bully whose power and influence blanket the community and terrify … well, everybody.
There is, too, the sex. There is a lot of sex in this show, and it’s probably as explicit as anything Netflix has put out there. Is it there to be titillating? Well, sure. Nobody who puts this many naked people on TV does it entirely for educational or creative purposes. But from time to time on this show, there’s some interesting storytelling about women whose experiences with men are less powerful than their experiences with other women, even if not a single character in this show would necessarily call herself, for instance, bisexual, at least not out loud. Sexuality just doesn’t feel like a conversation these women are going to have, even with women they’re having sex with. And whether that makes them more free-thinking or more constricted is unclear at times, just like the line between simply leaving your sex life private and making it a secret you’re afraid of.
Creator Rebecca Cutter and the other writers also understand how to pace a murder mystery. Initially, The Hunting Wives has the structure that we’ve all seen many times, starting with something dramatic — here, a woman is shot in the woods — and then the episodes go back in time to find out what happened, to learn who the woman is and who shot her. But when a show employs that structure and saves all the answers until the very end, it can make the middle episodes very slow, with the distinct sense that you’re marking time, because you are.
Here, relevant facts come out bit by bit, and the story chronologically catches up to and then passes that initial scary moment of the shooting within a few episodes, so you’re not waiting and waiting just to arrive at the place where you already know you’re headed. And by the end, the show manages to answer the major questions that it introduced while also certainly leaving itself avenues for another season, should there be one.
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When the air ambulance brought Jim Ashworth-Beaumont to King’s College hospital in south-east London, nobody thought he had a hope. He had been cycling home when a lorry driver failed to spot him alongside his trailer while turning left after a set of traffic lights. The vehicle’s wheels opened his torso like a sardine tin, puncturing his lungs and splitting his liver in two. They also tore off his right arm. Weeks after the accident, in July 2020, Ashworth-Beaumont would see a photo of the severed limbtaken by a doctor while it lay beside him in hospital. He had asked to see the picture and says it helped him come to terms with his loss. “My hand didn’t look too bad,” he says. “It was as if it was waving goodbye to me.”
Ashworth-Beaumont, a super-fit and sunny former Royal Marine from Edinburgh, would go on to spend six weeks in an induced coma as surgeons raced to repair his crushed body. But as he lay on the road, waiting for the paramedics, his only thoughts were that he was dying. He did not have the wherewithal to consider the irony of his predicament.
In the late 1990s, after he had left the marines, Ashworth-Beaumont, now 59, studied for a degree in prosthetics and orthotics at the University of Strathclyde in Glasgow. Clinicians in these disciplines help patients with pain, function and mobility by making and fitting devices such as prosthetic limbs and orthotic braces. He had written research papers and trained prosthetists while specialising as an orthotist at the Royal National Orthopaedic hospital (RNOH) in north-west London. “Now I was the patient,” he says.
I meet Ashworth-Beaumont for the first time in Greenwich Park, near the south London home he shares with his wife, Keri, a solicitor he met on a night out in 2002. It’s early summer 2024, almost four years after the accident in nearby Catford. He speaks softly through a smile that cracks only when he considers how far he has come and the support he has had: “Without Keri, I think I would have sat in a corner and wasted away.”
At first, his missing arm was a low priority for Edmund Fitzgerald O’Connor, the plastic surgeon who attended to his horrific abdominal injuries. But, by another twist of fate, the ambitious surgeon, who is 47, had a particular interest in limb loss. For years, he had been searching for the perfect candidate for a radical procedure he wanted to begin offering to amputees.
Ashworth-Beaumont with plastic surgeon Edmund Fitzgerald O’Connor (left) and implant co-creator Rickard BrånemarkPhotographs: Mark Chilvers/The Guardian
Osseointegration (OI), or direct skeletal fixation, is a relatively new way to attach prosthetic limbs. Rather than rely on a socket moulded to fit over a residual limb or stump – a method that dates back centuries – arms or legs are attached to a titanium implant inserted into the surviving bone (“osseo” means bone). Fixing a prosthesis to the implant, which emerges from the stump like a little tusk, is as easy as changing a camera lens.
OI patients need no longer tolerate irritation or infection where the socket rubs against skin and flesh. They gain a fuller range of motion and improved control and proprioception – the innate sense of where we and our extremities are in space. A prosthesis becomes part of the body rather than an awkward appendage. “It feels like I’ve got my own leg back,” Hanneke Mooij, a Dutch secretary, tells me three years after receiving an implant following decades of torment from ill-fitting sockets.
At the same time, rapid advances in electronic limbs mean surgeons can now effectively wire them into the brain. Taken together, OI and the latest prosthetics appear to bring a bionic future within reach. But the technique’s evolution has also been fraught, limiting its adoption. In a small number of cases, implants or bones have cracked. Painful infections have taken hold in the fleshy hole that surgeons must create around the implant. OI is also very expensive at a time when amputees struggle to access basic prosthetics care.
Fitzgerald O’Connor is convinced more of the 25,000 patients seen by the NHS prosthetics service each year could benefit from OI. When we first meet, the National Institute for Health and Care Excellence (Nice), the body that issues guidance on NHS treatment and funding, is reviewing OI. “When you’re doing 15 to 20 amputations a year and you have patients coming back with recurrent problems with their stump, it’s saddening to know there’s a viable alternative they can’t access,” he says.
The surgeon had been building a team to start offering OI, in the private sector at first, when he got the call from King’s. He had been searching for a patient who was resilient and in good health, who could help drive wider acceptance of the technique. If Ashworth-Beaumont could fund his treatment, his professional knowledge of what it takes to come back from a traumatic amputation would be a bonus. “You couldn’t have made up a better candidate,” Fitzgerald O’Connor says. “The conversation started in my mind the day he came in, but I wasn’t going to bring it to him until I knew he would survive.”
Osseointegration relies on a process that was discovered by accident. In the 1950s, Per-Ingvar Brånemark, a Swedish scientist based in Gothenburg, put optical devices housed in titanium into the legs of rabbits to observe the way bones heal. Once the study was over, the metal had fused to the bone and couldn’t be removed, defying conventional wisdom about the body’s tendency to reject foreign objects.
The discovery inspired Brånemark, who died in 2014, to invent dental implants, first used in the 1980s, that fuse to the jaw with titanium screws, removing the need for dentures. Wondering if the bond could hold larger devices, Brånemark and his son, Rickard, an engineer training as an orthopaedic surgeon, designed a larger implant. In 1990, they screwed two into the above-knee stumps of a woman who had been run over by a tram.
The procedure was eye-catching, evoking scenes from science fiction – Star Wars or The Six Million Dollar Man. It was also divisive. “I remember lecturing in the US in the late 90s when this senior professor stood up and said, ‘Only an idiot can believe this will ever work,’” says Rickard Brånemark, 65, who founded Integrum, the first OI company, in 1998. But a handful of enterprising surgeons saw an irresistible logic in bone-anchored prosthetics. Integrum soon had competition.
In Sydney, Australia, Munjed Al Muderis, an Iraqi-born orthopaedic surgeon who had fled Saddam Hussein’s regime after refusing to cut off the ears of draft dodgers, developed his own device, which he first implanted in 2008. He says patients have received more than 2,000 of his implants, which are hammered rather than screwed into bone. (Brånemark says surgeons have installed more than 700 Integrum devices.)
‘I see it almost as a duty to explore the possibilities.’ Photograph: Sophia Spring/The Guardian
Al Muderis, 52, is the technique’s most bullish advocate. He is now offering it to victims of vascular conditions including diabetes, the biggest cause of leg amputations. (Other surgeons typically turn down such candidates, fearing their rehabilitation could be hampered by lifestyle factors.) “There is a big opportunity for this technology to take over from the traditional socket-mounted prosthesis,” Al Muderis insists via Zoom as he changes out of his scrubs.
The surgeon tells me about a current case he says demonstrates OI’s potential – a seven-year-old Iraqi orphan who lost an arm in a roadside dog attack while he slept. He was later adopted by a wealthy Chinese family. In the coming months, Al Muderis plans to fit the boy with an implant, which will need to be replaced as he grows. Unlike other OI surgeons, he argues that children can be suitable candidates despite the need for further operations. In the case of leg amputees, he says, OI gets children walking again sooner. “It’s all a balance,” he adds, pointing out that sockets in children need changing a lot more often than OI implants.
The boy will also undergo a procedure called targeted muscle reinnervation (TMR), which involves rerouting amputated nerves. This can help relieve pain in the stump, where the severed nerves can thicken into tumour-like neuromas. Remarkably, it can also help amputees control prosthetic limbs with their minds.
To achieve this, Al Muderis will surgically attach the severed nerves, which had travelled to muscles in the boy’s arm and hand, to small, inessential sections of muscle in his chest instead. Tiny electrodes implanted under the skin will connect these muscle sites to the prosthetic arm via eight cables wired through the body and the titanium implant. When the boy moves to grab a water bottle, his brain will activate the chest muscles, which will forward the signal to the corresponding motors in his arm and hand. “It’s amazing because the transmission is instant,” Al Muderis says of TMR, which he adds is not yet widely available.
Integrum has also adapted its implants to allow amputees to upgrade to TMR and other advanced control systems in the future. Yet Al Muderis – who, like Brånemark, has been to Ukraine to offer OI to injured soldiers – says scepticism holds back the technique, including in the UK. He partly blames regulations and resistance to the idea of an implant that perforates the skin: “This is a completely revolutionary technology which violates many of the principles of orthopaedics.”
Brånemark is more conservative but also thinks far more amputees could benefit than the few thousand globally who have implants. When Fitzgerald O’Connor told him about his plans and the unlikely case of the one-armed prosthetist, the Swedish surgeon agreed to back his British OI team and oversee its first operation. “A lot of people still don’t know about OI, even in Sweden,” Brånemark says. “As someone who also works in the field, Ashworth-Beaumont can be a really good advocate.”
For weeks, HIs life hung in the balance. He had lost almost all liver and kidney function. Sepsis set in as he lay in a coma. His first wife and their two grown-up children came down from Scotland to say goodbye. “The first thing I remember, coming out of the coma, was my daughter’s face; it’s still a really strong image in my mind,” Ashworth-Beaumont says. He thinks he inherited his fighting spirit from his father, a docker’s son from Liverpool, who worked as a bellboy before becoming a successful restaurateur. His mother still runs a gift shop in her 80s. He also has childhood memories of a cousin who lost his legs in a car crash. “I guess amputation was always on my radar,” he says.
After struggling to focus at school, at 16 he joined the marines, where he excelled. Fitness was a passion, and he became skilled in mechanical and electronic engineering, which led to his prosthetics career. In the final year of his degree, begun in 1996, he worked at Steeper, a British prosthetics firm that would one day supply his motorised elbow. He joined the RNOH in 2005 while racing in triathlons and moonlighting as a personal trainer. He was at peak fitness when the lorry hit him.
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While amazed to be alive, Ashworth-Beaumont realised his limitations as soon as he tried to shift his weight around in his hospital bed. “I knew these things professionally, but it really brings it home when you first try to move your shoulder and nothing happens.” As his vital organs rallied, he became determined to return to work. He would need a highly functional prosthesis; his job is physical, requiring the manipulation of limbs, as well as the making and fitting of devices. He was all ears when Fitzgerald O’Connor shared his plans. He also knew it would take time, and that the advice in prosthetics care is to try standard devices first.
It was almost a year after his accident, when he was about to return to work, that Ashworth-Beaumont received a body-powered arm on the NHS. These mechanical devices are a step up from static prostheses, which can incorporate hooks or skin-coloured hands. By rounding his shoulders, he could open a metal claw attached by a cable to a back harness: “It works, but the technology has been around for hundreds of years.”
Socket attachments date back to the 16th century or earlier. Designs and materials have changed, but the principle is the same: a socket must grip the stump for good function but not so tightly as to cause discomfort. Suction helps keep a socket on, but Ashworth-Beaumont needed strapping to pull his against his short stump, which further limited comfort and mobility. He ended up wearing the arm for just a few hours a day at work, and describes a circular problem for arm amputees. The motivation to use a prosthetic leg is high, to avoid relying on crutches or a wheelchair: “But there’s so much we can still do with one arm.” Patients tend to get frustrated with prosthetic arms, often stashing them away and making do. Ashworth-Beaumont says this partly explains a reluctance in the NHS to offer advanced devices, particularly early on. “But the problem is they’re also not giving people the opportunity to try these components when so many of us would benefit.”
Ashworth-Beaumont’s previous arm …… and his latest model. Photographs: Sophia Spring/The Guardian. Styling: Hope Lawrie
He went private to get a better arm sooner, using money raised from a legal settlement with the lorry company and a family crowdfunder. Working with Alan McDougall, a prosthetist at Proactive, a private clinic in Surrey, he upgraded to a stealthy black electric device with motors in the elbow, wrist and hand. He learned to flex his residual biceps and triceps independently to activate the motors, via sensors built into the socket. Subtle hand movements allowed him to adopt different grips. It’s a step below TMR, but it works: I see it in action when we next meet and Ashworth-Beaumont gives me one of the firmest handshakes I’ve had.
The electric arm, which is worth more than £100,000, meant he could do more, but it further exposed his socket’s shortcomings. It was heavier than the NHS device, requiring a tighter, less comfortable fit. He could pick up a mug, say, but the flesh interface also made it hard to position the hand precisely, creating a lag between brain and hand. OI increasingly felt like the solution. Ashworth-Beaumont considered himself an overqualified guinea pig with an opportunity to highlight his profession and widen access to the latest tech. “I see it almost as a duty to explore the possibilities,” he told me in 2021, when I first got in touch.
Ashworth-Beaumont would not be the first British amputee to receive an Integrum implant. Starting in the late 90s, Brånemark’s new devices were used in a trial involving 18 patients at Queen Mary’s hospital in Roehampton, south-west London, where the modern British prosthetics industry emerged after the first world war. While the trial had some success and provided valuable data, the experience of its least fortunate participants still reverberates around the field and the debate about NHS provision.
Gemma Trotter, a fitness instructor from south London, was 16 when she had a leg amputated above the knee after a car crash. Held back for years by uncomfortable sockets, she set aside her reservations about OI, which she had viewed as “crackers”, and joined the trial in 2003, aged 21. It was transformative. “Suddenly I could feel the floor through my leg again. If I wore jeans, a lot of people didn’t even know I was an amputee,” she says. “I got married, had a baby … they were the best nine years of my life.”
Then the implant broke and became infected. By then the trial team had disbanded, limiting follow-up care. Trotter, now 42, has endured more than a decade of pain and attempted fixes by surgeons including Brånemark. She is waiting to have her third implant removed after more problems, and won’t risk having another. (Brånemark tells me that, while there is a risk of failure with any implant, Integrum’s success rate has significantly improved since the Roehampton trial.)
Trotter remains one of only a few dozen patients in the UK who have had OI, which is more widely available in countries with insurance-based health systems. Hanneke Mooij, the Dutch patient, is surprised to hear OI is hard to access in the UK. She received an Integrum device in 2022, 36 years after losing her leg in a motorbike crash. She is part of a Dutch group of 20 one-legged female friends who call themselves “the flamingos”, half of whom have had OI surgery in the past few years. “I’m convinced this is the future,” she says.
Most British OI recipients are patients at Relimb, a private clinic founded at the Royal Free hospital in north-west London in 2018. Its directors, Norbert Kang and Alex Woollard, use Al Muderis’s implants and have about 60 patients on their books, almost all funded by legal settlements after traumatic accidents. Partly with the Roehampton trial in mind, they do not think the NHS has the resources to offer the skilled and long-term care required to make OI successful. “No matter how beneficial it is and how well we can do it now, we’re not going to change health economics,” Woollard says.
He and Kang are not alone in having doubts. Nicky Eddison, chair of the British Association of Prosthetists and Orthotists, says the professions are already facing a staffing and recruitment crisis, and some NHS trusts are making do with just two specialists. “Whatever technical advances you make, we can’t deliver them without skilled clinicians,” she says.
Yet proponents of OI make a case for long-term cost savings. Stephen Cruse, founder of the Amputation Foundation, a charity in Merseyside, had OI surgery with Al Muderis in 2016, eight years after losing his legs in a car crash while in Australia. After returning to the UK, he convinced an Australian government compensation scheme to fund his surgery after calculating it would save money in five years. “They were paying about £30,000 a year on sockets, liners and maintenance,” says Cruse, who had a “nightmare” with sockets but now rarely needs to see his prosthetist.
Last December, Nice published new guidelines. It now recommends that OI can be used in the NHS but only by multidisciplinary teams with specific training, and the NHS tells me its policy – not to offer it widely – isn’t changing, based on the risks and its funding priorities. Fitzgerald O’Connor says there may be ways to secure funds in exceptional cases, and he will continue to push for wider access as evidence of OI’s efficacy grows. “To leave it in a silo, where it’s only accessible with vast amounts of money, does a disservice to patients who are suffering,” he says.
After long delays caused by Covid and post-Brexit paperwork, Ashworth-Beaumont finally gets a date for his private surgery: a Saturday in October 2024. “I tend to take things in my stride, but it feels like jumping out of a plane,” he tells me a few weeks before the operation. “You know the systems are there to protect you, but there’s always that 1% chance things could go awry.”
The day before the surgery, which will take place at St Thomas’s hospital in central London, I join Ashworth-Beaumont at a private clinic farther up the Thames at Battersea power station. Fitzgerald O’Connor and Aaron Saini, an orthopaedic surgeon who is also part of the new OI team, have gathered amputees and professionals to discuss this case and prosthetics technology more widely. The subject of NHS care keeps cropping up.
Craig Mackinlay, a former Conservative MP from Kent, lost all four limbs to sepsis in 2023. Five months later, he received a standing ovation when he strode into the House of Commons wearing prostheses. Fitzgerald O’Connor, who performed the amputations, looked on from the public gallery. It was a triumphant comeback, but Mackinlay has since highlighted NHS shortcomings, including long waits and early black rubber prostheses that resembled “clubs … I couldn’t see what they’d be good for apart from breaking windows or pub fights.”
Mackinlay, now a life peer, has since gone private, with support from device firms and his own money. In a debate in the Lords this May, he said he would still be in a wheelchair had he not accessed better legs sooner. “The technology is out there and the NHS will give some of it to you, but it takes years,” he says. “Why are we holding people back?” In response, Baroness Merron, a health minister, announced a review of the provision of advanced prostheses. In a statement, an NHS spokesperson insists that it “provides a comprehensive package of care and support for people who have lost limbs, including a range of prosthetics”.
Ashworth-Beaumont ahead of his operation, with Fitzgerald O’Connor (left), Brånemark (right) and orthopaedic surgeon Aaron Saini Photographs: Mark Chilvers/The Guardian
When I ask Ashworth-Beaumont if everything is starting to feel a bit real, he takes a deep breath. “This is all positive,” he says, his voice cracking. “Sorry, I’m just thinking about the last four years.” Fitzgerald O’Connor places a hand on his shoulder. “It was tough, but you made it,” he says. The next morning, Brånemark, Fitzgerald O’Connor and Saini screw the Integrum implant into Ashworth-Beaumont’s humerus, carefully rebuilding his soft tissue around it. “I’ve been walking around like I’m made of crystal,” he tells me two days later via Zoom as he waits for bone and metal to bond.
Not long after Christmas, he is ready for an arm. McDougall has adapted Ashworth-Beaumont’s body-powered device so he can attach it to his implant. Even with the encumbrance of the cable and harness needed to move the hand, he is struck by the enhanced control of a firmly anchored limb. “I went out for dinner with Keri for my birthday and used a knife and fork properly,” he says. “I feel more competent as an individual.”
By early March he is ready to go full bionic, connecting his heavier electric arm. At Proactive, plaster casts of stumps stand like sculptures in the workshop. As well as adapting the more advanced arm, McDougall has added a small cuff to house the muscle sensors that used to sit inside Ashworth-Beaumont’s socket. The arm would look at home in a sci-fi props department, with its carbon fibre-effect shell and translucent glove, which reveals some of the hand’s moving parts. Then there’s the gap in the upper arm, where only the titanium implant links flesh to hardware. Yet when the prosthesis hangs from Ashworth-Beaumont’s shoulder, it somehow looks like part of him. Without the socket and straps, his silhouette is symmetrical: he is whole again.
Soon motors whirr as he tests his bionic joints, raising his arm above his head in a way he hasn’t been able to do since the accident. McDougall adjusts it using a Bluetooth-connected iPad app. “This is really good,” Ashworth-Beaumont says as he picks up a stray screw from a workbench. Within days, he’s performing tasks previously beyond him. Hoovering feels like a privilege.
Five years after his old arm appeared to wave goodbye, Ashworth-Beaumont is as aware as anyone of the limitations of the health service. “I’ve spent, what, five hours with Alan today, there’s no way you’d get that time in the NHS,” he says. While he watches the OI debate continue, returning to his own NHS job has felt like his biggest achievement. As well as being able to meet the physical demands of his work, his ordeal has changed his relationship with patients. “I was quite emotional about it after my first few appointments,” he says. “I really did know how they felt.”
The number one nutrient to avoid if you have high cholesterol is saturated fat.
Saturated fats are in foods such as meats, butter, cheese and fried foods.
Try adding more fiber, fruits, vegetables and healthy fats to lower your cholesterol.
An estimated 25 million Americans are living with high cholesterol—making it one of the most common chronic conditions in the U.S. At the same time, two-thirds of us eat too much saturated fat (experts recommend a max of 10% of daily calories). Spoiler: These stats are not a coincidence.
“There are genetic factors that can cause high cholesterol, but what has been understood more and more is that high saturated fat intake in general is correlated with elevated cholesterol and triglyceride levels,” says Stephen Juraschek, M.D., Ph.D., a clinician investigator at Beth Israel Deaconess Medical Center in Boston. He adds that there is good evidence that lifestyle factors, like dietary changes, can help lower those levels for many people.
So let’s take a look at what the research says about the link between cholesterol and saturated fat, and the eating tweaks that may help bring your numbers down.
What Is Cholesterol?
Cholesterol might sound like a bad thing, but this fatty substance actually plays an important role in your body. In addition to supporting digestion, cholesterol aids in the production of vitamin D and sex hormones.
Your liver naturally produces around 80% of your body’s cholesterol. Of course, you can also get cholesterol from food. But research has shown that dietary cholesterol isn’t the same as blood cholesterol, says nutritionist Bonnie Taub-Dix, M.A., RDN, CDN—meaning that foods high in cholesterol don’t directly boost your blood cholesterol levels.
There are two main types of cholesterol:
LDL (low-density lipoprotein) is what’s known as “bad” cholesterol. It has a waxy consistency that can stick to the walls of your arteries. Over time, if you have too much LDL circulating in your blood, it can clog your arteries and up your risk for heart disease, stroke and other diseases, says Juraschek.
HDL (high-density lipoprotein) is the “good” type of cholesterol. That’s because it helps eliminate excess cholesterol from your bloodstream—specifically, it ferries it to your liver, which breaks it down and gets rid of it.
If you have been diagnosed with high cholesterol, it typically means that your LDL levels are too high and your HDL levels are low. A cholesterol test will also screen for a type of fat called triglycerides. While triglycerides are not a type of cholesterol, high levels may also adversely impact your arteries and raise your risk for a host of conditions, including heart disease and type 2 diabetes. You get triglycerides from the foods you eat—especially when you consume more calories than your body needs.
The #1 Thing to Avoid If You Have High Cholesterol
We’ve (more than) hinted at it already, but the biggest thing to avoid if you have high cholesterol is eating too much saturated fat.
The American Heart Association recommends limiting your saturated fat intake to no more than 6% of your total daily calories. That means if you need around 2,000 calories a day, no more than 120 of them should come from saturated fat.
Some top sources of saturated fat include red meat, cheese, butter, baked goods and fried foods.
Does that mean you need to completely skip the quesadillas and steak frites if you have high cholesterol? No. But as with most things in life, it’s about moderation—focusing on making healthy food choices and enjoying those high-sat-fat foods sparingly.
Juraschek notes that dietary changes might not be as effective if you’re genetically prone to high cholesterol, and that’s hard to know unless you have a genetic test. In all cases, cholesterol-lowering medication may be recommended in addition to lifestyle changes. However, for many, diet is a great place to start or can complement your current therapy.
What specific moves can you make to lower your cholesterol? Here are four key ones.
How to Eat for Better Cholesterol
Eating to improve your cholesterol levels is as easy as simple swaps and additions to your diet.
Add Healthy Fats
“Swapping some of the saturated fat in your diet with healthy fats—like those from avocados, almonds, and fish like salmon that contain omega-3-fatty acids—can have a positive impact on your cholesterol levels,” says Taub-Dix.
For example, research has found that eating less saturated fat can decrease the risk of cardiovascular events by 17%. What’s more, replacing saturated fat with polyunsaturated fat (like the kind found in nuts, seeds and fish) has been linked to a 21% lower risk of cardiovascular events.
The low-saturated-fat Mediterranean diet has also been shown to reduce LDL cholesterol and bump up HDL levels—a big reason for its heart-health benefits. This style of eating, which emphasizes healthy fats like olive oil as well as fruits, vegetables, nuts, seeds, whole grains and fish, is linked to a lower incidence of heart attacks, strokes and deaths due to cardiovascular disease. “I like to think about this as the things that people can add to their diet versus the things they should ditch,” says Taub-Dix. “But by increasing your intake of healthy fats, it will naturally crowd out some of the ones that aren’t so good.”
Load Up on Fiber
Specifically, load up on foods rich in soluble fiber, like apples, broccoli, beans, chickpeas and lentils. This specific type of fiber latches onto excess cholesterol in the gut and then eliminates it from your body when you poop. The result, in many cases: lower cholesterol. In fact, research shows that fiber can help decrease your risk of cardiovascular disease.
Taub-Dix adds that for those with a genetic predisposition for high cholesterol, getting enough soluble fiber could be particularly beneficial. Aiming for 25 to 30 grams of total fiber each day should deliver the amount of soluble fiber needed. Bonus: Because fiber boosts satiety, it can help with weight control—and that may also keep cholesterol levels down.
Eat More Fruits and Vegetables
“A plant-based diet has been shown to help reduce cholesterol levels,” says Taub-Dix. That doesn’t mean you need to become a vegetarian or vegan. The point is to fill half of your plate with fruits and veggies, a quarter with whole grains (there’s that fiber) and the other quarter with lean protein—whether that means fish, chicken breast, tofu or beans.
Our Expert Take
Making dietary changes isn’t always a substitute for medication to control high blood pressure, but it can help a lot of people. “I’ll give you an example from my own life,” says Taub-Dix. “Many of my family members are on cholesterol-lowering medications—so for me there’s a big genetic predisposition there. High cholesterol and heart disease are basically knocking at my door, but I’m not putting out the welcome mat. I’ve been able to keep my cholesterol in check by eating plenty of whole grains, healthy fats, fish, beans and veggies—and limiting saturated fats, like meat. It’s not about a total diet overhaul, but small changes can really make a difference.”
In the matches Arsenal played on the tour there was a visible change in the way they played.
Arteta is highly competitive and sees friendlies as tests.
The tempo of play so far seems to be higher, as does the intention to play the ball forward more quickly.
There are also signs of how the team is going to progress – Ethan Nwaneri played the first two matches in the centre, a sign that that is where Arsenal see his future after a breakthrough season on the right.
Against Newcastle, the direct style was on show, as well as an ability to deal with the physical challenge of Eddie Howe’s side.
Arsenal have again made a point of recruiting players who are physical. Gyokeres, Christian Norgaard and Cristhian Mosquera are all strong players and Martin Zubimendi’s stature has been noticed by those around the club.
They will play up to Gyokeres and make use of his imposing physical style, along with his ability to seemingly burst through centre-backs.
There was an emphasis on goal threat – particularly against Newcastle. Arsenal were breaking lines quicker, using runs in behind the defence and getting shots off.
This is all part of a plan to increase goal threats from every position and get the best out of Gyokeres’ key attributes.
Researchers have discovered microplastics in a remote, mountainous area of Greece.
What’s happening?
A new study, presented at the 17th International Congress of the Geological Society of Greece in May, found a “significant” amount of blue and transparent microplastics present in the Gourgouthakas and Liontari caves.
Scientists sampled various water sources from the caves, which are located in the White Mountains of Crete. They discovered plastic “fibers and fragments” measuring less than 5 millimeters in diameter.
These areas are isolated and rarely see human activity. To conduct their research, scientists took a trip in August 2024 that required “hours of hiking and complex equipment transport,” according to Greece-based outlet Ekathimerini.
“This practically means that microplastic pollution can exist even in remote places,” Christos Pennos, a visiting professor at Aristotle University, told the publication.
Researchers believe that the microplastics may have been transported to the region by wind.
Why is this discovery concerning?
Microplastics are an increasingly worrisome problem. Plastic does not decompose well in nature; instead, it breaks apart into smaller and smaller pieces over time, forming tiny microplastics. Some particles are also manufactured to these sizes intentionally for use in consumer goods, such as cosmetics and pharmaceuticals.
At such sizes, microplastics can be challenging to identify and completely remove from the environment. They can infiltrate soil and food systems. They can inhibit plant growth, putting crops at risk. And they can make their way into waterways and even the air. This form of plastic pollution is also being found in the bodies of animals and humans at record levels.
The full impact of microplastics on human health remains largely unexplored. However, several studies have found toxic microplastics in the brain, urine, lungs, and more. These particles could increase the risk of health issues such as cancer and neurological diseases.
What’s being done about microplastics?
The presence of microplastics in the Gourgouthakas and Liontari caves suggests that the issue is widespread and difficult to contain.
Fortunately, researchers are exploring methods to mitigate microplastic contamination in key areas of concern. Some teams have investigated methods for filtering microplastics from water. Others are experimenting with ways to remove the contaminants from soil.
Individuals can make a difference by reducing their use of plastic in daily life. For example, swapping single-use plastic items for reusable products — such as glass water bottles, cotton bags, and stainless steel food containers — can save consumers money while preventing new plastic pollution from entering landfills.
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Welcome to our latest recap of what’s going on in the indie game space. A bunch of new games dropped this week that are more than worthy of your attention, including a modern take on an old-school Ninja Gaiden side-scroller and a joyful (perhaps even profound) puzzler about the life of a housefly.
By far the biggest story in indie games over the last few weeks concerns payment processors pressuring the likes of Steam owner Valve and Itch to remove or de-index games that feature adult, NSFW and LGBTQIA+ themes. Under the guise of helping to protect women and children, an conservative activist group in Australia has taken credit for the delistings, as well as stricter rules regarding adult-themed games that Steam and Itch have implemented. But some affected developers suggest this is a smokescreen to push forward an agenda of anti-LGBTQIA+ censorship.
This week, Engadget senior editor Jess Conditt spoke with solo developer Cara Cadaver of Final Girl Games about the impact of the censorship campaign. Valve permanently banned Cadaver’s new game, VILE: Exhumed, from Steam for allegedly depicting “sexual content with depictions of real people,” though the developer says that assessment is inaccurate. While Cadaver and publisher DreadXP are working on alternative distribution for VILE: Exhumed, Steam is the go-to marketplace for many PC gamers and the ban cuts off what surely would have been a critical source of revenue for the game.
For its part, Itch has started reindexing free adult-themed games on its platform. The company has relied on Stripe and Paypal for processing payments. It has suspended payments via Stripe for 18+ content and it’s talking to other potential payment partners “that are more willing to work with this kind of content.” In any case, payment processors should not be the arbiters of morality, and they certainly should not be helping activists restrict access to perfectly above-board works of art.
One other piece of news that caught my eye this week is about a game jam that’s taking place this month. Participants will have just over three weeks to make games based on real-life investigative reporting. According to Global Game Jam, the teams will gain access to exclusive reporting on organized crime and corruption from around the world and be able to ask journalists behind those stories questions about their work. It’s a fascinating idea, and I’m really looking forward to seeing what the developers that get involved come up with.
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Ninja Gaiden: Ragebound is what I like to call a “hell yeah” game. There are few purer joys than getting about 15-20 minutes into a new game and thinking “hell yeah, this rules.” Even better, that feeling lasted through the other four hours or so I spent with Ninja Gaiden: Ragebound.
This is a throwback 2D hack-and-slash platformer from The Game Kitchen — the studio behind the Blasphemous series — and publisher Dotemu, which is building quite the reputation for itself as a purveyor of retro-style games (Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Shredder’s Revenge, the upcoming Marvel Cosmic Invasion). Ninja Gaiden: Ragebound looks and sounds sumptuous, with gorgeous pixel art and stellar level, character and audio design. It’s got combat that’s somehow both sticky and slick, and it’s challenging without being too frustrating.
I’ve had a tremendous time with this one, which, if memory serves me correct, is the first Ninja Gaiden game I’ve played. I can’t really find any notable faults with Ninja Gaiden: Ragebound. It’s well worth checking out. It’s out now on Steam, PS5, Xbox Series X/S and Nintendo Switch.
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Here’s another “hell yeah” game. I’ve been looking forward to Time Flies ever since I clapped eyes on it during a Day of the Devs showcase a couple of years ago. You play as a fly and the goal is to check off a bucket list of items before the insect perishes (their lifespan equates to the average life expectancy of a country of your choosing but in seconds).
It’s a clever, funny and slightly rude — in a playful, Thank Goodness You’re Here sort of way — blend of exploration and puzzle game that makes a strong case as to why we should make the most of our limited time. It’s a short game, as it took me about 90 minutes to roll credits. That’s pretty much the ideal length for this one.
The controls are simple (only a D-pad, pause button and a way to call up the bucket list are required) and the aesthetic, which features hand-drawn art, is delightfully low-key too. In fact, this would be a perfect fit for the Playdate, which just happens to come from Panic, the publisher of Time Flies. For now, though, you can check out this lovely little game from the team at Playables on Steam, PS5 and Nintendo Switch.
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Whatnot Games released the 1.0 version Star Racer on Steam this week after over a year of early access. This is a retro racer very much in the vein of the F-Zero series that features local multiplayer (here’s hoping for online multiplayer at some point) and music from Grant Kirkhope of Banjo-Kazooie and GoldenEye 007 fame. You can also create your own tracks and share them with others online.
I love the launch trailer for Star Racer, which blends gameplay with ’80s-style animation. I also adore that — per Rock Paper Shotgun— one of the characters is a “detective-looking fella called Thrash Whiplash.” If that’s not in the running for the best video game character name of the 2020s, we’re all going to need to take a long, hard look in the mirror.
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We have yet another flavor of pretty, retro-tinged pixel art this week thanks to developers Ancient Corporation and Bitwave Games, as well as publisher Limited Run Games. Their 16 bit-style shoot-’em-up Earthion landed on Steam this week.
It features music from legendary composer Yuzo Koshiro (Streets of Rage, ActRaiser, Shenmue and many more games). That probably should not come as a huge shock given that he co-founded Ancient.
Earthion is also slated to hit consoles starting in September. Being a Limited Run title, physical editions are of course on the way for PC, PS4, PS5, Xbox Series X and Nintendo Switch. Expect those later this year. A physical version is also expected for Sega Genesis/Mega Drive in 2026.
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Surgent Studios went in a completely different direction for its follow-up to its well-received Metroidvania from last year, Tales of Kenzera: Zau. Its latest project (released with the help of the publishing arm of Palworld creator Pocketpair), Dead Take, is a first-person psychological horror about an actor who is looking for a friend who has vanished after a Hollywood party.
There’s top-tier videogame acting talent here, with Neil Newbon (Astarion in Baldur’s Gate 3) and Ben Starr (Clive Rosfield in Final Fantasy XVI) taking on the lead roles, and a litany of other well-known performers — from Laura Bailey to Sam Lake — also making appearances. That cast alone makes this worthy of attention. Dead Take is out now on Steam and the Epic Games Store.
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It feels like we’ve been waiting forever for Hobbit life sim Tales of the Shire: A The Lord of the Rings Game to drop and, following some delays, it’s now available on PS5, Xbox Series X/S, Nintendo Switch and Steam. (This is now technically an indie game because Take-Two sold off publisher Private Division last year.)
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I love games that tell you exactly what they’re about in their title and A Game About Digging A Hole sure is one of those. You dig a hole, find buried goodies, and sell them to help you buy better gear.
Developer DoubleBee and publishers Rokaplay and Headup brought this exploration game to iOS and Android this week after a hugely successful debut on Steam earlier this year. A Game About Digging A Hole has now sold more than 1 million copies.
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Perhaps you’re looking for a different digging game to check out this weekend. In that case, Mashina may be worth considering. The titular character is a robot that searches for valuable minerals to help repair and expand her community. Mashina can also use the minerals to build machines that can help with her digs, while she can use items she stumbles upon for base decoration.
Developers Jack King-Spooner and Talha Kaya (who previously released Judero) used traditional stop-motion techniques to animate Mashina. This charming-looking puzzle/exploration game is now available on Steam.
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Let’s wrap up this section with a short, experimental game about anxiety. A Dream About Parking Lots has been out on Steam for a few months and the aptly named Interactive Dreams (with the help of Take It Studio!) brought it to PS5, Xbox Series X/S and Nintendo Switch this week. It’s said to be based on real dreams and will see you looking for your car among parking lots and mazes while chatting with a therapist.
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Wander Stars — from Paper Castle Games and publisher Fellow Traveller — was supposed to be arriving this week, but the developers have pushed the release date back until September 19. The team wants to carry out some changes to improve the game following feedback from an open beta.
I really like the look of this one, and though turn-based combat isn’t usually my cup of tea, I’m very intrigued by the system that’s in use here. You’ll find and combine words into phrases that convert into devastating attacks. There are more than 200 words and they have cooldowns, so combining them in smart ways will be a key to success. Using words “with honor” can seemingly help you unlock more useful phrases too. Very curious to see how all of that works in practice. We’ll get a better idea next month, when Wander Stars lands on PS5, Xbox Series X/S, Nintendo Switch and PC.
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Speaking of games with a killer look, a gameplay trailer for I Hate This Place hooked me in this week. This is an isometric survival horror game that pulls from the visual stylings of its comic book origins. Crafting is vital here, both in terms of your arsenal and strengthening your shelter before nightfall. This stylish title from Rock Square Thunder and publisher Broken Mirror Games is bound for PC, PS5, Xbox Series X/S and Nintendo Switch later this year.
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