6 November 2011 8:17 AM, PST | Screen Rush | See recent Screen Rush news »
A generation of young adults--as well as some older ones--came to understand moving images as not only restricted to a single format. My interest in movies formed around the same time that I spent countless hours glued to the TV screen with a Sega controller locked into my two hands, my restless thumbs tapping away at three powerful buttons and a basic directional pad that had major ramifications for the blur of a hedgehog in front of me. It was so easy I couldn't help envy the guy. Put Sonic in a ball, let him spin, and release; speed through the level and fuck any measly robot that tries to get in your way. The ease with which Sonic could break boundaries while maintaining the same focused look of satisfaction gave him the rascally appearance of a digital punk rocker, replete with blue mohawk. For many people, this stab at »
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