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…
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