What Tetris is to the droves that played it, is what Bubble Bobble is to me. Nothing but bubbly feelings (haha) arise from playing or thinking back on this game. Not being one for reminiscing, rather wanting make what I have right now count, I can’t help but look back on playing this game and Bust-A-Move with my mom back when we were in San Juan and feeling melancholic about it; will I ever recapture that feeling again? Likely not, but I’d like to think so.

The series itself is just unbelievably fun and addictive too, and just like Tetris, deceptively simple in its inner workings. Sure, being the proponent of games as an art form that can remold over time, and being the votary of storytelling that I am, I usually need more out of games than just the fun factor, and am even open to games defying what fun is, but this type of game is just untouchable. The mold had to come from somewhere, and games of this ilk, like Galaga, Defenders, Space Invaders, and so on are the mold. The industry wouldn’t be where it is now, for better or worse, without these games.

Looking back on them, they may be considered primitive, philistines whomever does consider them such, and change was bound to happen, as change is the constant of the universe, but greatness comes from small beginnings. Sic Parvis Magna baby. Classic games being the way they are and coming from the time they did brings greater appreciation for the games we have now and seeing how far the medium has come. Bubble Bobble forever.