I’m reading Steven L. Kent’s engrossing 2001 book The Ultimate History of Video Games, and of course it reminds me of a lot of games I played as a kid. My first real video games were played on the Atari VCS/2600. (The book is in my home because my 10-y-o son is both a video gamer and a bookworm, and took it out from the library.)
A memory. It’s 1982 or ’83. The Nintendo Donkey Kong Game & Watch is the hottest game around. My classmate Pär comes up to me in the hallway in school and asks me if I “saw Donkey Shot”. Confused I reply that of course I’ve seen Donkey Kong, everybody has one. “No, stupid”, says Pär. “Did you see Donkey Shot on TV last night?” I have to admit that I didn’t, and Pär tells me it was great.
One morning the following week, scanning the TV section of the paper, I realise that what Pär had seen was a cartoon version of Don Quixote.
(Did you know that “Donkey Kong” is the fruit of a Japanese attempt to say “stubborn gorilla”?)