Tonight, I realized something important: Resident Evil 2 is one of my most nostalgic games.
I own two copies of Resident Evil 2. The first is an N64 copy that I bought when I got my N64 off of eBay about three years ago. The N64 is where I played most of my RE2 so I knew that I needed to get it (it didn't hurt that it's one of the cheaper N64 games either). The other is a PSN copy on my Playstation 3 that I bought a month ago when the whole series was on sale. I knew how much the series meant to me so I picked all three up for a song.
Now, here's the crazy thing: I like the old-style RE games much more than the new ones. Crazy, right? I'm definitely in the minority in this case. I just don't care; to me, Resident Evil isn't complete without tank controls and static camera angles. Sure, I like the new games well-enough but they just can't compare to the classics.
On a whim tonight, I started up RE2. I hadn't played the PSN version yet and wanted to give it a try. After just twenty minutes, I couldn't believe how much everything resonated in my mind. The corny dialogue (which I can practically quote word for word). The music and sound effects. The various locales, particularly the nearly-unmatched police station. This game is firmly set in my memory in a way that very few games manage to match. It is the very best of a very strange series.
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