Was honestly surprised at how much of Metal Gear's bones were in place from the very beginning. Honestly, compared to other games from that era, especially 8 bit games, this fucking rocks.

The game, like many of its time, is opaque. It does give some direction, which is appreciated, but it let's many things go unsaid. Sometimes you get a "Snake, punch the walls!" and other times you just have to trial and error it until it happens.

Using a guide became vital to save myself from doubling my playtime due to back-tracking.

The save system is nowhere near as brutal as many other games of the era, but still nowhere near as friendly as the modern day.

I don't know that I would play it again, but I'm glad I played it once. It is the birth of an pillar of the video game medium. The rough diamond that Kojima would spend 25 years of his life polishing.

(Master Collection on Windows and on the Steam Deck sucks shit. MG1 and now MG2:SS both crash randomly. 30 year old games, crashing randomly. Don't give Konami your money if you can help it.)