CVG - November 1997: I'm playing Revolution X, an unspeakably bad on-rails shooter based on the dangerous lives of, erm, Aerosmith, as part of a feature about the worst games on the SNES. Turns out there's a lot of contenders.
After I'm done with that, I move on to the Spider-Man and Venom double-header Separation Anxiety, a little remembered (for good reason) side-scroller in the Final Fight mould. Day three, and my eyes are bleeding at the sight of Cutthroat Island, a game-of-the-film so bad it's like being groinpunched by Jesse Ventura. In all honesty, still being relatively new to games journalism, this isn't the brave new world I'd dreamed of stepping into, dazzled and delirious, while failing my French GCSE.