The first time I encountered Earthworm Jim, I was 15 and desperately trying to convince my mom that renting a video game was a better use of our weekly Blockbuster allowance than whatever VHS tape my sister wanted. “It’s educational,” I insisted, pointing at the box with its cartoon worm in a super suit. “It’s about… biology.” Mom raised an eyebrow but relented, probably because she was tired and it was cheaper than the new…