Since yesterday’s post consisted of a Donkey Kong Country article in the context of “Hey this game reminds me a Thanksgiving from a few years back,” today’s update consists of the flip side of that memory: Final Fantasy III. VI. Whatever.
I had picked up FFIII at launch on the strength of the fact that Secret of Mana had basically been awesome and I was eager to see what Square would cook up next. I played it, finished it, loved it. Then DKC rolled around and of course I had to pick that up because Nintendo had mailed me a VHS tape covered in a banana leaf print mailer so I mean come on, right? When I got bored of that game over Thanksgiving break (somewhere toward the final world, I think), my sight drifted over the FFIII cart I had brought home to my parents’ place for no particular reason. And I thought, eh, why not? I merrily jumped into a second playthrough — one where, this time, I was determined to see if I could get Shadow to appear in the ending.
If I were to pin a single moment as the one at which I finally gave in and became an RPG fan, I think that would be it. Before that I’d played through a bunch of RPGs, but I always thought of them as “not my kind of game.” FFIII made me realize that yes, in fact, they are my kind of game. Now if you’ll excuse me, I still have another 130 hours to invest in Skyrim.
(You can tell this game is good because it’s the first article that prolific contributor Jake Alley has ever submitted to GameSpite which consists entirely of praise — quite out of character for a fellow who began shaking his cane at damn kids from a young age! Though he does have a second one like that as the opposite bookend of the DKC piece. I get the feeling the man likes his Super NES games.)