Amiga Action
AKA: Michael Jackson

Amiga Action wasn't just bad. It was superbad. It was the baddest mag dealing with computer games that ever lived. Worse even than Sinclair User. Amiga Action 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 AA's review of Turbo Tracks eight months before the game was finished, 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, AA 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.

Amiga Action is dead. Long dead. We still hate it. Rot its bones forever. If you bought it, kill yourself.