There’s something really disingenuous about people and corporations packing up our best memories of the “good ol’ days” and selling them back to us. It’s a very Don Draper way of selling something we’ve essentially already bought. But sometimes a game, book, or show, can take us back to a good place in a way that’s full of heart. A place where you get to fly around in a spaceship and blow up space aliens and space bugs and transform into a giant fighting robot. That’s a memory I’d like to call home.