In these past few months, I've had to walk… run… jump
to catch the R5 train into downtown Philadelphia everyday
to get to that great higher educational opportunity we call
College (what I commonly refer to as "The Nation's Most
Money-Hungry Institute" where a person can find out many
things about himself, his future profession, and his body
with alcohol poisoning).
First allow me step back for a minute and more formally address
you outsiders to this God forsaken City of Brotherly Love.
SEPTA is the lovely transportation company responsible for
all means of public transport in and around the city - buses,
trains, subways; you name it. Unfortunately, they suck, and
most of the employees working for them are about as helpful
and courteous as female grizzly bears in heat.
So I get on every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday at eight
AM (Tuesdays at one PM), sloppily dressed in the pajamas I
wore the night before and enraged with caffeine and a volatile
bladder. Into one of the train cars I step to, onto a train
packed to the gills with a crowded fishbowl of black suits
and skirts. After politely asking someone to please move their
briefcase which is blocking the last available seat next to
them (sometimes when the exchange is made, the owner eyes
me up and down, determining if my worth is comparable to their
leathered bag), I take the partially taken seat. Moments after
the train begins moving, I then realize that I've once again
chosen the same section as the loud Asian woman furiously
shouting Chinese into a cell phone, causing any chance for
a final remaining few minutes of shuteye naught. (Why does
she sound so angry…?)
Recently, however, these train rides have been fun! Not Thomas
The Train Engine and drugged up George Carlin conductor fun,
but nonetheless a little more enjoyable and a whole lot more
bearable. Thus was my triumphant reunion with the Gameboy
Color.
I know all about the SP; its sleek appeal possessing the
amazing ability to stir up infinite debates about the sexual
sensuality of technology products. I'm just as aware of the
GBA dev cart prospect in emulating NES classics on the go
too. However, like waking up alone in a cold Holiday Inn suite
after a passionate one night stand, noticing the room bill
stuck to your chest in the morning, the SP is a beautiful
thing but in the end leaves you kind of empty inside. (And
yes, there have been reported Ipod fondlings as well. An intolerant
sexual act crime that I'd never thought our civilized society
would ever have to address. For shame on us all, nerds. For
shame.)
Of course, lugging around whole game cartridges with me,
as is called on by such devices as the Game
Axe or GTA, makes me
look even more suspicious than normally. If I wasn't a non-threatening
looking, Celtic, white boy (God forbid), the Nintendo cart
might just look like an advanced homemade explosive tool jutting
out of a detonator that beeps and bloops and plays the Russian
Dance whenever I have Tetris plugged into the slot.
Even worse, in the case of the SP, I might have Doki Doki
Panic playing on a flash cart, when a bored, but concerned,
citizen behind me witnesses my on-screen movements. He sees
me controlling a fat man wearing a turban in an Arabian setting
and throwing red, flashing bombs at a three-headed snake.
He might then imagine in his tiny head the significance of
the number three, and think it is referencing the Christian
God's trinity, while portrayed as a snake, a common image
used in the Bible to show Satan. He might then use his ingeniously
incorrect state of induction to arrive at the wild notion
that I was learning from a terrorist training module computer
how to attack America!
It's fucking Doug, Skeeter,
and Porkchop on a handheld! Somebody pinch me!
I so do love my little GBC that even on the return trips
home, passing by rougher spots and telling Philadelphian
natives "No, I don't need any weed this weekend"
as they approach any college-looking boy or girl on the
train. The GBC has given me a excuse so I no longer have
any reason to show a sympathetic face to the babbling
street person I walk by in the concourse everyday. Now
I'm much too busy battling sword-wielding skeletons in
a dungeon on Link's Awakening to notice he's not
wearing pants! Thank you, GBC, for promoting social indifference!
The Gameboy Color, though: it's a classic. The clear,
"Atomic Purple", see-through design. The portable
and colorful conversions of past NES games, including
1942, Bionic Commando, Blades of Steel, Blaster
Master, Crystalis, Dejavu, Dragon Warrior I-III,
Ghosts 'N Goblins, Klax, Micro Machines,
Paperboy, and Shadowgate to just name
a handful. There can only be one ultimate game library
of the most varied and revered video games ever, and
that's the one for the NES. Coming in closely behind,
though, the GB/GBC is virtually unrivaled in its strong
second position. In fact, many NES titles have actually
seen adaptations on the small, black and white screen
during the same time of their console releases, like
Contra, Darkwing Duck, Double Dragon I-III,
Duck Tales, Kid Icarus, Skate or Die!,
etc. (If you're really hardcore, you might even get
a kick out of Nintendo's old Game & Watch
compilations, which are also available for the portable!)
It's cheap; it's nostalgic; it has cell phone graphics.
It's the GBC!
Portable survival horror
titles like Alone in the Dark (pictured) and
Resident Evil Gaiden leave much to be desired.
Though I own both carts, they don't hold a candle to
Sweet Home.
GB/GBC Quick Game Recommendations (For the Classic Player):
Blaster Master Enemy Below (NES remake)
Bionic Commando Elite Forces (NES remake)
Dr. Mario (NES remake)
Dragon Warrior I & II (NES remake)
Dragon Warrior III (NES remake)
Duke Nukem - "Old school, side-scrolling
shooter/platform greatness."
Kirby's Dream Land (NES remake) - "The
quintessential Kirby-to-go."
Mario Golf - "Very reminiscent
of the classic Golf on the NES... minus the bad
parts.
Mario Tennis is also another
Nintendo sports title to seek out, and is similarly
reminiscent of its NES Tennis counterpart."
Metal Gear Solid (NES remake) - "Uses
the same formula as the first Metal Gear on the
NES to create one hell of a stealthy adventure."
Penguin Wars (Famicom remake)
Pokemon (Blue Version) - "Don't
be turned off by the silly franchise. This is a worthwhile
experience for all ages."
Pokemon Pinball - "This and Kirby's
Pinball Land are tied for the best pinball title on
a handheld. Fans of the NES Pinball need to pick
them both up."
Power Quest - "A traditional fighting
game disguised in an RPG format. The gameplay is a more
of an advanced clone of Konami's Yie Ar Kung Fu
game."
Super Mario Bros. Deluxe (NES remake)
- "The whole classic SMB1 experience with
a ton of bells and whistles. Along for the ride is a welcomed
addition of Japan's SMB2, The Lost Levels."
Super Mario Land 2 Six Golden Coins -
"The most impressive and fun of the GB Mario Land
series; classic 2-D Mario through and through."
Tetris (NES remake) - "The best
version of the original Tetris out there."
TMNT: Fall of The Foot Clan - "Classic
side-scrolling action, dudes!"
Toy Story Racer - "I'm
a sucker for Pixar and the computer generated, racing
Mr. Potato Head. It's really a Mario Kart clone
in a Rad Racer shell."