The Metal Gear Solid: Master Collection Vol. 1 has arrived. Am I excited? No, not really. I very much don’t love the Metal Gear series, which is extremely strange to me, considering it’s popularly held in high regard. I feel like I should like them, I just don’t (aside from the excellent Metal Gear 2: Solid Snake). Mostly, I think it’s my distaste for Hideo Kojima’s exposition-heavy writing style. I think it’s cool how he creates games that don’t strictly follow industry trends, I just think someone should take his pen away.
Speaking of which, it doesn’t feel like that long ago that I played through the entire (most of the) series in one sweep. Except it was 2015 in anticipation of the then-upcoming Metal Gear Solid V. That’s a pretty long time, but my mind is a steel trap when it comes to video games. Some of my earliest memories are about playing games, and I often use them to contextualize events in my life. But it’s not perfect.
So, let’s pit that memory against the Metal Gear chronology. I am going to write up my recollection of the series’ plot completely from memory. I am not going to fact-check or look up anything that follows. I’m going to rely just on what I have stored in my brain. And it will probably also get passed through my brain’s sarcasm filter. For added difficulty, I’ll try and date each of the titles. If it’s wrong, I’m not fixing it, so you are welcome to laugh at me. That’s the point.
This probably includes spoilers. There’s an equally good chance that it doesn’t.
The Cold War has begun, and everyone is really into collecting nuclear arms. Snake (at the time Naked Snake because no one in this universe understands euphemisms) is sent to the untamed jungles of Russia to prevent this. However, he
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