I played the Atari E.T. several weeks ago at a friend's house. And, over twenty years later, it's still just as awful as it ever was. And for an "experienced" gamer like myself, you'd think maybe it would have gotten a little easier for me. But nope, I was still running around like a fool, hardly having any semblance of an idea on where I was supposed to go next. Around the sixth or seventh time I fell in a pit, I said to hell with it, and moved onto the next.
Anyone care to go spelunking in New Mexico?