Standing in my mate Dave's bedroom in 1991, staring at his brand new Mega Drive, I knew something had shifted. The box sat there like a black monolith, all sleek edges and attitude. This wasn't the friendly, rounded Nintendo we'd grown up with—this thing looked like it meant…
My daughter found my old Genesis collection last weekend while we were clearing out the loft. She held up Sonic 2 like it was some ancient artifact, which I suppose it is now. "Dad, this looks weird," she said, examining the chunky black cartridge with its faded label.…
There's something about plunging into a castle you can actually walk around that hits differently than anything that came before. I mean, I'd spent years mashing buttons to make a sprite hop left-to-right across screens, but the first time I grabbed that analog stick and made Mario pivot…