The beginning of the game is perfect. Absolutely perfect. Completely overwhelmed, no longer measurable adrenaline output and an inner discomfort and feeling of pressure – never again have I experienced a better start to a game.
A dream come true: Mario Kart for eight on the couch. You don’t have to do much, just a little screwing and cutting.
What’s the first sound that comes to my egocentric mind when I think of Metroid? My own fanfare!
Why on earth would I first seek refuge from the unhealthily overpopulated world outside in the glow of my monitor, only to be exposed to the stress of social interaction again?
Dear Edward, how could I ever forget you? You are a ghost that haunts me whenever I use WordPress.
Question: When a person is fried by an electric fence without being observed, has he really been fried? Answer: Yes.
Team Xtreme: Operation Weather Disaster has forever secured a place in my personal video game favorites list – not for qualitative reasons, but because the game triggers multi-layered, intertwined childhood memories.