Hear me out on this.
My first RPGs were classics like Dragon Quest (which I detested even before this happened to me) and the original Final Fantasy. When I discovered emulation, I became hooked on games like Final Fantasy VI, Chrono Trigger, and the like. Years later, when I got my PS2, I immediately went about grabbing every RPG I could find, including such classics as ToDII, Final Fantasy 7-10, Chrono Cross, Xenosaga, etc. I was fully enthralled in these classic Asian masterpieces (well, except for Xenosaga), and felt fully convinced that Squaresoft was the greatest RPG-producing company to have ever existed.
Then I got an XBox in 2005, and with it came Knights of the Old Republic. Suddenly, everything changed. I fell in love with BioWare, and quickly snatched up a copy of the Baldur’s Gate II collection. That lead me to Black Isle, and compelled me to hunt down Planescape: Torment, Icewind Dale, and the original Baldur’s Gate. From there, I played Fable, KoToR II, Neverwinter Nights, and…well, somewhere in my heart, I reevaluated my entire outlook on the genre.
Two months ago, I bought Blue Dragon, expecting to enjoy an old-school RPG experience. The problem was, I quickly began to get frustrated with the entire experience, finding the story horribly generic, the characters zero dimensional, the graphics too cutesy, and the gameplay good but unoriginal. Horrified by my reaction, I quickly fired up Chrono Trigger, one of my all-time favorites. I quit after only five minutes, citing some of the above complaints. I wince whenever I look at Wild Arms 5. I cringe in pain at the mere mention of Final Fantasy.
My question is: what the fuck happened to me? Have I really changed so much that I can’t possibly enjoy the genre I once adored? Did the American XBox pollute my mind so much that I can’t look at a Japanese game the same way again?
Oh well, there’s always the arsenic.