The plastic clamshell clicked open with that satisfying snap I'd forgotten about until I heard it again last weekend. Inside sat my battered copy of Streets of Rage 2, label slightly peeling, contacts a bit tarnished but still game for another round. My eight-year-old was watching me slot…

I was digging through my game collection last night, trying to find something to show my nephew who's visiting for the week, when I spotted that familiar yellow cartridge. Donkey Kong 64. Just holding it brought back this wave of Saturday mornings and the particular excitement of unwrapping…

Rummaging through my gaming collection last week, I stumbled across something that made me pause mid-dig through the plastic cases: the Sega Genesis Collection for PS3. Still wrapped in that slightly yellowed cellophane that screams "bought it, meant to play it, life happened." You know how it is.…

You know that feeling when a game arrives and immediately makes you question every life choice you've made up to that point? That's exactly what happened when I picked up Jurassic Park for the Mega Drive back in '93. I'd seen the film twice—once with my parents, once…