Videogame Review, Tetris for the Nintendo Gameboy (w/ Brand New Original Gameboy)

Videogame Review, Tetris for the Nintendo Gameboy (w/ Brand New Original Gameboy)

It’s a puzzle on fire.  The music has been dreamlike to Tetris fans for so many years although much of it is very different from the Tetris arcade machine’s music.  Mode B is especially, really rewarding.  When I leave a high score for a field with preexisting blocks inside, new pride comes into view along the lines falling and standing in desired or even undesired locations of placement.  Mistakes have been made on the playing field on purpose; because, finding the right spots for fixed blocks becomes a habit out of boredom for Music Type C, out of aggression for Music Type B, and out of happiness for Music Type A- volume is relied on for emotional appeal during my own self-help for the Gameboy in gear for batteries, power, and dot matrix technology under a glowing bulb.  Perhaps playing at night would be less possible on an old, traditional light bulb for my near-by lamp.  So, new technology can help give a face lift on old technology and vice versa, and so, retro gaming is very much modern and ancient on the same fossils which might as well be golden opportunities.  Age itself gets on my radar within means of right and wrong answers provided for and from frailty and mortal living.  Tetris is a mixed bag in the sense of puzzling gameplay but not so much on quality since it’s a very good game and not a badge giving me random shocks of approval and criticism in response.  Mixing up the blocks is fun!  You’ll find some modes to be for experts only; you’ll find some modes to be for novices only, unless you’re less the novice and more like a cookie to chew on for the gaming system of Russian-style difficulties.  Nesting dolls in Russia have a lot in common with Tetris: shapes, figures, and heads that need estranged organization.  A face can be under a face; a block can be under a block; a line can be under a line; a word can be under a word; etc.  Thus collectivism has layers of authority just in one gamer.  Finding the right spot for your block depends on risk assumed in behavioral retaliation over inevitable gravity demonstrated on falling shapes bit by bit as they’re lowered into unlikely combinations of plates-to-plates mechanics.  My family didn’t have Tetris for free- in fact, we bought a glass case with a red Gameboy portable and Donkey Kong with it, and Tetris came later into our lives at a price.  The price has been more fully realized from my continued gameplay throughout the hard, bitter moments and sweet lullabies in-between.  This is a new, white Gameboy portable.  It’s new.  A few scratches aren’t so problematic by the order of memories running through my brain concerning deep trances and thinking skills for falling bricks.  The direction pad isn’t so puffed up this time around.  Working with these fingers displays a deal upon the buttons heading for the internal mechanics each time they’re pressed and I witness local happenings across the faded green screen.  Emotions have a lot to do with sight and imagination.  As such, there’s a variety of fruit hanging from the tree on this Gameboy classic with the same freshness, anxiety-inducing experience, and prolonged heated battles over the front.