The other day I was digging through a box of old electronics in my garage—you know how it is, looking for one thing and finding three things you forgot you even owned—when my fingers hit the familiar bulk of a Sega Game Gear. That unmistakable weight, like holding…

There's something beautifully ridiculous about a plug-and-play console that promises to deliver forty-two games in one tiny plastic brick. When I spotted the Sega Genesis Flashback on a shelf last month, sandwiched between knock-off fitness trackers and bluetooth speakers that probably fell off a lorry, I felt that…

You know what still makes my palms sweat a bit? Walking past an old arcade cabinet running Virtua Fighter. Not the sweaty-palms anxiety of teenage social awkwardness—though there's definitely some of that muscle memory lurking about—but the good kind. The kind that comes from remembering when Sega didn't…

There's something deeply surreal about a game where the King of Pop transforms into a spaceship to fight aliens, and somehow it all makes perfect sense. I was twelve when Moonwalker landed on my Mega Drive, and honestly? It might've been the first time a video game made…