The ‘story’ was a simple but suitable one for a young mind, with its dissonant level themes and cartoon-ish monologues that carried it forward. And infuriated me beyond measure.Ĭrash Bandicoot 2: Cortex Strikes Back was released in 1997, and I still remember the day I rented it from my local Xtra-Vision for a weekend. And although I missed the boat on his first outing, it was his second that was truly something that spellbinded me. He was the gaming icon that represented the new-age, making his début in 3D and showing off the power of the Playstation in a way that was truly incomparable at the time, at least to these infant eyes. Growing up in a house with 3 older siblings, while I enjoyed the classics with them, and still do from time to time, it was also important that I have my own games that are my own little world to feel out and explore. He was MY character, and one that was part of MY generation of ‘gamers’. But one character was MY platforming hero. They still get me excited, and I still regularly play and complete them for a relaxing evening. The colours, the level design, the unending, unflinching desire to end my enemies by way of a swift jump to the head. From both of these machines, Mario and Sonic became staples of my fascination with gaming. Then, I graduated to the Sega Mega Drive. Growing up, I started gaming on the NES, like most people of the nineties.
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