The first time I encountered a remake of a game I loved, I was standing in a GameStop in 2002, staring at a copy of Resident Evil for GameCube. My initial reaction wasn’t excitement—it was skepticism. “Why mess with perfection?” I remember thinking, like the opinionated twenty-something I was. The original PlayStation version had defined survival horror for me, tank controls and all. I bought it anyway, of course (who was I kidding?), and spent…
I still remember the first time I played the original Resident Evil 4. It was 2005, I was in my…
My first Tetris experience happened in the back seat of my parents’ Oldsmobile during a cross-country road trip in the…
Gaming in the 90s was awesome, especially if like me, you did most of your growing up in that decade.…
My transformation from “that weird guy with too many game consoles” to “the guy who throws awesome parties” happened gradually,…
My game shelf has a split personality. On one side sits my carefully organized video game collection—chronologically arranged by console,…
I’ve destroyed my share of controllers over the years. There was the Super Nintendo controller that met its end against…
I can still feel the burning in my shoulders from lugging that massive beige CRT monitor up the narrow staircase…
The most nerve-wracking boss battle I’ve ever faced wasn’t against Sephiroth or Ganon or even that impossible Ninja Gaiden bird.…
I was working at Software Etc. in 1996 when Broken Sword: The Shadow of the Templars (or Circle of Blood,…
