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This game made me break my DS in half.
Only 3 of us have logged the game (March 2024), and since it's a game that's been part of my childhood, it's a bit heartbreaking to see its page empty.
So I decided to write a little review of my experience with the game.
MTV Fan Attack was one of the first DS games my mother gave me.
Although the game isn't great, I still have fond memories of it.
I remember how goofy the game was, with its silly story based on a pop star having to flee his community of fanatics, offbeat music and gameplay close to the complexity of a Pac Man game.
But then, I must admit I was charmed by something in the game, something I now miss and which must be something akin to a nostalgic memory of Sunday mornings with my brother over my shoulder, wondering if we were finally going to finish the level that was blocking our progress, while our parents slept in the next room.
I also remember being charmed by the game's low-poly aesthetic, which for me was one of my very first approaches to gaming.
As I said at the beginning of the review, I broke the DS in half playing the game.
Well, to be exact, I broke my big brother's DS. I remember being scolded, I remember crying a lot, but most of all I remember disappointing the various members of my family and the stupidity of having done such a stupid thing because of a video game.
Nevertheless, this event didn't stop me from sinking into League of Legend chat restrictions and all the toxicity I can show in a game.
In the end, this game didn't teach me anything, not even leave a mark, except for the sweet memory of a Sunday morning.
Only 3 of us have logged the game (March 2024), and since it's a game that's been part of my childhood, it's a bit heartbreaking to see its page empty.
So I decided to write a little review of my experience with the game.
MTV Fan Attack was one of the first DS games my mother gave me.
Although the game isn't great, I still have fond memories of it.
I remember how goofy the game was, with its silly story based on a pop star having to flee his community of fanatics, offbeat music and gameplay close to the complexity of a Pac Man game.
But then, I must admit I was charmed by something in the game, something I now miss and which must be something akin to a nostalgic memory of Sunday mornings with my brother over my shoulder, wondering if we were finally going to finish the level that was blocking our progress, while our parents slept in the next room.
I also remember being charmed by the game's low-poly aesthetic, which for me was one of my very first approaches to gaming.
As I said at the beginning of the review, I broke the DS in half playing the game.
Well, to be exact, I broke my big brother's DS. I remember being scolded, I remember crying a lot, but most of all I remember disappointing the various members of my family and the stupidity of having done such a stupid thing because of a video game.
Nevertheless, this event didn't stop me from sinking into League of Legend chat restrictions and all the toxicity I can show in a game.
In the end, this game didn't teach me anything, not even leave a mark, except for the sweet memory of a Sunday morning.