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Game Boy, I Love You

Tom Endo | 22 Apr 2009 14:30
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When I reminisce about videogames I tend to leave my Game Boy memories to the wayside. I think a lot of that comes from my tendency to talk about videogames in eras. I'll reminisce about such and such a game from the 8bit era or how great JRPGs were during the 16bit days. It's easy for me to associate those time periods with my childhood, adolescence, college days etc. The Game Boy defies that kind of characterization though. If consoles generations represent eras then the Game Boy's lifespan was an eon. I owned a Game Boy from 1992 to 2001. I hardly played it every day, and by 1999 had more or less forgotten about it. But it was like the stuffed animal or blanket you received as a toddler and then refused to throw out because doing so felt cosmically wrong, like smashing mirrors or lighting holy texts on fire. I once compared the DS to comfort food. The Game Boy was more than that, the DS I can live without; I cannot, however, imagine my childhood without a Game Boy.

When I received my Game Boy it represented nothing less than a holy alignment of the stars in my favor. My grandparents in Japan usually sent us packages around Christmas with food and a few toys. But that year, knowing we were coming to visit them, they sent my brother and I Game Boys, two of them. It's hard to describe how outright incredible this was because not only did I get a new videogame system, I also got one I didn't have to share with my brother. It's the strongest argument I can think against region locking - it hinders massive surprises from foreign grandparents. Of course they sent two games as well, Yoshi's Cookie, a year before it came out over here, and an RPG based on the anime series Saint Seiya called Saint Seiya Paradise. To this day, I have no idea what Saint Seiya Paradise is about, but I thought it was really cool to own a game none of my friends would ever be able to own.

In the months before we went to visit my grandparents that summer, my brother and I amassed a decent collection of Game Boy games including Super Mario Land 2, Kirby's Dreamland and my first strategy game, Nobunaga's Ambition. I should note that, like Saint Seiya Paradise, I still have no idea what Nobunaga's Ambition is about, but I did learn a few facts about Japanese history. We also decked our systems out with stickers from Nintendo Power and these snake-like pen lights to illuminate the screen. In the months leading up to that trip, we generally enjoyed our Game Boys on a fairly superficial level. We still rented Nintendo games, dreamed of owning an SNES or Genesis and supplemented these main videogame preoccupations with occasional Game Boy rentals.

However, it wasn't until I'd flown on an airplane for 13 hours straight, which was itself preceded by a 24 hour layover in Detroit, that I understood the genius of the Game Boy. For ten year olds hours are days and by that measure I spent the better part of a month playing Super Mario Land 2. When I finally did play Super Mario World, found myself oddly disappointed by how banal it seemed in comparison. Where were the rabbit ears, space suits and Wario? My parents would later describe that portion of the trip as one of the more exhausting they've ever experienced and I could sympathize, but only because I played a combination of Super Mario Land 2, Kirby's Dreamland and Nobunaga's Ambition for something like ten hours straight.

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