It’s happening again. I can feel it. It’s subtle at first but the feeling grows and grows. Bowser’s Inside Story is too good. It’s too much of a pleasant and delightful surprise. The dialog’s too sharp, the gameplay’s too crisp, the designs too clever. Something deep inside is insisting that I’m playing too fast, not savoring the goodness. I don’t want it to end, and so I will end up not finishing it.
I don’t know why I do this to myself. But it seems to happen with every game I really LOVE. Short games are the worst. It’s like every enjoyable step is another towards the inevitable end. And why would anyone want a game this fantastic to finish? I think a big part of the problem is the game has a map. It shows the whole world: A forest, a beach, Bowser’s Castle, Princess Peaches’… I can see how much further I have to go and it doesn’t seem a long way.
I know rationally that there’s a lot more to the game than what is shown on the map. And I know that just up and quitting doesn’t do me a lick of good. Better to beat the game and enjoy it in its entirety than to stop playing and not have any fun. But there’s that nugget of irrational something (guilt? fear?) that sits in my stomach and tells me to stop.
I guess as far as struggles go this one is pretty mild. “Oh poor Phil. He plays games that are good. Woe is him.” Maybe playing something mediocre would end this feeling. I am feeling guilty for abandoning Final Fantasy VIII… But I’m afraid that if I put down Bowser’s I won’t pick it up again. And I don’t really want to stop playing. It is fantastic after all.
Except that… I really do.
Stupid self! What’s wrong with you? Oh… I know what’s going on. My hemoglobin is rebelling for my disparaging remarks yesterday. Trying to make me turn on myself are you, ‘globin? Well you won’t win, you hear me? I WILL PLAY AND BEAT THIS GAME. I WILL DO IT TWELVE TIMES! I will rain pain on you like fiery goombas from the sky!