I was born thirty-four years ago, dear readers, in 1982. You know those flattering requests for ID when buying booze? They are increasingly rare. Sometimes my back hurts. The hour of the morning at which it is no longer tolerable to lie in bed without needing to piss ebbs further and further from dawn with each passing year.
I am old.
I am but a child of nostalgia.
And yet, sociologists classify those born as early as the late 1970s as “Millennials”.
I am an old Millennial, then – but by golly there’s quite a difference between the decades.
Say what you like about the questionable music, fashion, politics and hair-dos of the 1980s, it won’t detract from my generation’s wonder in witnessing the exponential progress of technology, specifically in computer games.
Conversely, if you were born just a little later, in the 90s, games appeared before your doe eyes in the 2000s with seamless graphics and epic scale as standard, without any hint of how they reached such quality. With the 8-bit retro revolution making an aesthetic comeback among older gamers, you 90s babies must look upon them and frown – “But it looks all blocky and shit?”
Well, yes, you’re right. Games did look shit, in comparison. But, well… just fuck off, will you?
These are the games that influenced me during my formative years. And each and every one of them is beautiful in its own special way.