Metal Gear Solid. I was eight but I'd already seen so much worse and much younger like The Exorcist and Robocop, I was quite the jaded eight year old and I found it quite tame asides from the corridor full of dead bodies which freaked me the fuck out. There was no Internet back then so it took me close to three years and a lot of autism to fully piece together and find the info on the context of the themes and the history the game presented before MGS2 came out and the docu channels on TV were all paid and didn't have them, I had to get the context mainly from other media and seperate fact from fiction in ficticious films aswell as finding out about Metal Gear 1 and Snakes revenge without access to the the systems they were on, hoping magazines would do a retrospective and the joy I felt when they did keeps me watching 5 hour long videos on MGS to this day. I played the game over 30 times in those three years and my imagination would run so wild with the lore of this game, I sometimes wish for the day I knew less so Kojima could cause wonder in me like that once again. I'm so glad that my Dad didn't know what he was buying me, thinking video games were for children but I knew very well not to be around when he bought it and the same for films I wanted. It had such a profound effect on my life, I can't imagine who I would be without that game. I may not even be a gamer. Only PBS cosmology and science docs on the BBC and Carl Sagan had a larger effect in the mid 90s.










