Most of the time, our multiplayer sessions were spent playing football games, since those were something there everyone liked, even the shittier ones like Manchester United Europe or Emlyn Hughes. As I discussed before, I used to impose on myself some handicaps for some extra challenge, like playing with my left hand. There were other games though, that while were among my favourites, most of my friends didn’t care much at all. And chief among those was Rodland.
|I don't know if this quotes are a sign of irony or of a sexual pun|
I like this game so much, that I got ahead of myself in describing the technicalities before even playing it. One cool thing that the game allowed was to save permanently the high scores, and this is where my imagination, and most of all, sadness of being, came into play. I used to write the names of my friends on the high score table, so that I could have some extra incentive to beat those scores. And when I beat them, I would write the name of another friend. I don’t know if I ever wrote my own name. That an honour that was reserved for when I finally beat the game, which never came to be, even though I was very close. I know this is supposed to be an easy game, so that just shows that I wasn’t that much of a good player. It was everyone else that was too crap.
One thing I love so much from games of this era is how many developers were trying to “out-cute” every other when it came to aesthetics and sound. Nowadays, “gritty” is the word, and I just can’t try and imagine either the dudebros or the Twitch generation getting along with this stuff. As for myself, I love the jolliness of it all, and it never made me feel like the testosterone levels were dropping down from playing either this or Rainbow Islands, but I grew up on this stuff.
|This game is so cute that the biggest weapons of mass destruction are pomegranate seeds|
|This is the clothing medical staff wears on Rodland world. Apparently it works.|
In my first try I was so focused on gathering the flowers that I became a victim of hubris, and
In conclusion, I still feel this is one of the best games on the Amiga, which obviously makes it one of the best games ever. The controls are so precise, and mechanics so tight, leaving all the other great arcade games in this sub-genre, including Rainbow Islands, Qwak, Parasol Stars and Bubble Bubble significantly behind.