Pikmin! Man, this game. Despite the tense, terrible time restriction on each and every playthrough, my memories of this game are suffused with a sense of tranquility, of mellow relaxation: The subdued music, the sun-dappled visuals, and the general sense of quietness and intimacy that Nintendo brought to a huge impersonal genre like the RTS are the things I remember best. Johnny Driggs’ article here is a beautiful examination of a beautiful game — and when I call Pikmin beautiful, I’m not really speaking just of the graphics, but of its overall feel of serenity and… I dunno. The almost paternal feel of the game.
Man. This game.