AKA: Michael Jackson
("Michael Jackson" - Ed) wasn't just bad. It was superbad. It was the baddest mag dealing with computer games that ever lived. Worse even than Sinclair User. ("Michael Jackson" - Ed) was the mag that single-handedly drove us to splutteringly violate our policy of politely not mentioning our rivals. Our patience exhausted at its reader-cheating criminal deceptions, we invented The Disseminator to expose its shatteringly untruthful marking (attentive readers may recall ("MJ's" - Ed) review of Turbo Tracks eight months before the game was ready, judging it a 92% racing-genre-leading smash instead of, for example, Overdrive again) and assuaged our consciences by humorously calling it ("Michael Jackson" - Ed).
Around two-thirds of the way through its life, ("MJ" - Ed) gave up completely. Games like Subwar 2050 and Civilisation were reviewed from the PC versions and accompanied by PC screenshots like they wanted to get caught.* The number of house ads for (ironically) the company's console mags was only slightly overshadowed by the number of editorial pages. Most famously, the issue exclusively previewing Team 17's much-awaited Alien Breed 3D boasted a glowing six-page feature on the game written by Martyn Brown, head of Team 17.
("Michael Jackson" - Ed) is dead. Long dead. We still hate it. Rot its bones forever. If you bought it, kill yourself.