Review by El Gato

Reviewed: 11/01/99 | Updated: 11/01/99

The semi-hypnotic game of collecting and raising wee monsters and teaching 'em to be lethal.

What is there to say about the best-selling game in history? The story is childish, the graphics are late eighties fare, yet the game is completely entrancing. It's a psychotic obsession in Japan, with corporate CEOs sending their go-fers to nab the latest piece of Poke-merchandise. It will probably never reach that stage in America, but it's a heckuva game, and it's a tremendous value. It takes hundreds of hours of gameplay to craft the ultimate Pokemon collection, and it's a steal at around thirty bucks, or around seventy if you have to get a new GameBoy (non-color).

You begin the game as a young boy, just ready to begin his career as a monster trainer. Your job is to capture wild monsters and train them from small, weak cute little things into improbable slavering death machines, and then to use your angry, betaloned little things to wrest the Pokemon league championship from the undeserving clutches of evil, mean trainers that beat their Pokemon and force them to eat prescription anti-depressants (or something like that). No description of the gameplay can do justice to the game itself. Days fly by, your children grow old and die, mountains are ground to sand by erosion, and that's before you have half your pokemon. Run, don't walk, to your local game vendor and buy this bad boy.

And I don't work for Nintendo either. Unless there's an opening.

Rating:   5.0 - Flawless

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