Sol Yurick, the writer whose 1965 novel "The Warriors" was adapted into a film 14 years later—which then became one of the best adapted works ever in video gaming—died this weekend. He was 88.
Way before dumb-ass pundits called it a "terrorist fist jab", the act of greeting a homie by touching clenched hands was called dap. (We'll also accept ‘giving a pound' as appropriate terminology.)
The Warriors is one of my all-time favorite games - I have a PS2 mostly to keep it, and Red Dead Revolver, fully playable whenever the nostalgia hits me. Though "The Warriors" had no cinematic sequel, Rockstar was plotting a followup anyway, one set in 1960s Britain at the height of the Mods-vs.-Rockers brawls.
The late 70s must've been a hell of a time to spawn visions of a futuristic New York controlled by themed gangs.