What was the turning point for the ninja? When did the silent, stealthy killers from Japanese history become huggable little scamps with a penchant for mischief? Sure, we could blame those damndable Ninja Turtles, but at least they gave us a walking, talking brain and a man who dubbed himself the king of all rats. There had to have been a definitive point of no return, one that made it acceptable to have Chris Farley Kung Fu-ing his way around Beverly Hills on our televisions and a group of adorable, pint-sized shinobi rampaging colorful Eastern environments on our Xboxes. The latter sums up Mini Ninjas pretty well, a third-person action game that lets you wrangle control over six different tiny warriors in a quest to free the land of evil.