

The original artwork for Zombies Ate My Neighbors in the US – which I was aware of, probably through magazines like Total! or Sega Power – was something I didn’t initially appreciate. Zombies was unapologetically, wonderfully geeky. I remember thinking that this game looked like teenage gaming, if not adult gaming, and was an exciting step forward from the more wholesome likes of Mario or the “cool for kidz” hipness of Sonic. Simply known as Zombies here in the UK for censorship reasons, Zombies Ate My Neighbors was one of those dream titles that if it hadn’t been invented, horror geeks of the time would’ve been dreaming it would be created.

Nothing with an 18 certificate, anyway.īecause of this, no games really scared me when I was little – so when Zombies Ate My Neighbors was announced, I was immediately curious. If these had been films, they’d have been Hammer movies – ghoulish for sure, both very much comfortably rooted in the 60s and 70s. The only games close to horror that I played were ones with both feet firmly planted in the past: Ghosts ‘n’ Goblins, Ghouls ‘n’ Ghosts and Castlevania. Weirdly, this didn’t stop games based on adult films being made you had harmless tie-ins for RoboCop and Death Wish 3, while there were horror games too, like Friday the 13th and A Nightmare on Elm Street, which were meant to be rubbish. In the pre-32 bit era, games weren’t certified, so they were simply considered suitable for all. Yet when I was young, there wasn’t much in the way of horror games.
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The 80s and early 90s, with video-shop culture in full swing, were a fascinating time for horror-movie awareness what was once terrifying and unwatchable became something addictive. However, I was one of the last to do so on my road: neighbourhood kids even younger than me were boasting about watching A Nightmare on Elm Street (we’re talking six-year-old children, here!). You knew you were too young to see them, but this made them all the more seductive and appealing.Įven me, a late arrival to the horror genre, saw these movies way before I was legally allowed to. Unless your family was like the Flanders in The Simpsons – with dozens of channels locked-out to protect the young ones – the odds were that you illicitly watched a “15” or even an “18”-certificate film long before you were legally allowed to. Ah, horror movies: that classic cultural rite-of-passage.
