It's rant time...
I saw part of the Nintendo conference at E3, and... please, tell me that was a gigantic prank. They let us get overhyped during the last months, dreaming of Zeldas and Marios and Starfoxes and Pikmins and Kid Icaruses and Caslevanias... and what they gave us was a dog chasing a frisbee. That, and one of the most beloved and respected men in the gaming industry playing an imaginary saxophone like a clown, I'm talking about Shigeru Miyamoto.
Who thought humiliating Miyamoto was a good idea? Former Yahoo marketing officer Cammie Dunaway or former Pizza Hut marketing director Reggie Fils-Aimé? Was it one of them? Seriously: these people are the new faces of Nintendo management and this embarassing gameless situation we are experiencing today is the result of their work. They want to turn the Wii into a family computer? A Famicom? Let me tell you about the Famicom...
To me, Nintendo always had a face, the face of a man called Hiroshi Yamauchi. This man...
This man was Nintendo. He was president of the company for 53 years. If you, like myself, enjoyed Nintendo games in the last 20 years, you owe this man. Under his direction, the company produced the Famicom, or NES, and later the Super Famicom, or SNES, which were intended to be played by the whole family. And they succeeded: they made a lot of games that could be played with your mom or dad, but they didn't forget about those players who wanted something more serious to test their skill. That was the golden age of Nintendo. That is how things used to be done and how they still should be.
Yamauchi retired in 2002, a new administration took his place... (Satoru Iwata & C.) and they are killing Nintendo. They are killing it with their Dogz, Catz, Miis, Cooking Mamas, which represent 90% of their market. They are killing Nintendo with their disorganized distribution of consoles and games and their bad online service.
This E3 showed us what has become of our Nintendo: some kind of cardboard hypocrit sugartop kindergarten. And it's not bringing smiles on my face, Cammie. Not one bit.
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