Somewhere between the Zelda cartridges and the Ninja Gaiden copies in a lot of old NES collections sits a black cartridge with a silver knight
You rented the movie, you loved the movie, and then you rented the video game because it had the same face on the box. By
Somewhere in a box of old Nintendo Power issues, a kid’s crayon drawing of a robot with drill hands is sitting in a landfill of
Somebody finally lists a real copy of Little Samson, and you jump on it before you can talk yourself out of the price. It shows
You remember the bike. The handlebars in the arcade cabinet actually turned. You leaned left, you leaned right, and somehow that made throwing a rolled-up
You remember the trip. Four batteries jammed into the back of a gray brick, a coiled headphone cord you never actually used, and somewhere around
Two players, two screens, and a pile of capsules raining down between them — that was Dr. Mario’s basic pitch in the fall of 1990,
Two Marios landed on the NES within eighteen months of each other, and they barely feel like siblings. One hands you a dream sequence where
You rent Adventure Island from the video store on a Friday, blow through the first stage in under a minute, and die on the second
Every kid who grew up renting NES games remembers scanning the rental shelf for something the neighborhood hadn’t already beaten. Tucked between recognizable names, one