Three lives! 25 years ago, I wouldn't have needed more than that (Sure! -A random childhood friend). Granted, it would have implied to leave the computer running for several days due to the lack of a saving function as school or family would have dictated certain involuntary breaks. One thing is for sure, though: I would have spent as much time as possible with a Giana Sisters sequel, because it would have to be great, wouldn't it?
Somehow everyone – who is honest – has been waiting for it or at least has firmly planned a fictitious lottery win in this way: a whole ocean liner full of beautiful women who are all waiting for an amorous adventure with their own personal cock of the walk. The journey promises light-heartedness and luxury and not least the view into some black abyss behind the tanned facade oiled with experienced hands.
Not an grumpy shellback with a white beard and wind tanned skin is the captain of the ship, but a first class blonde. The dream of every man at top of the dream ship knows about her own charms. Therefore, only a very special and extraordinarily successful male hero may be her companion for the week. The prerequisite is the completion of a series of competitions which are held on the ship during the journey. Only real men can pass and the player has the thankless task to lead our sad imitation of a man to the top of the masculine virtues.
Ask yourself: What can be said about a game that has become a legend? You either know about The Secret of Monkey Island, and chances are that if you are reading these lines you do so by heart. Or you spent your life in a bubble far away from computer games of the pre-Internet era and do not care about them anyway. The game must have been analyzed to death by now, each and every detail investigated and explained. It would come at no surprise if the there even have been scientific papers written about it. Top it of with a plethora of personal stories connected to the game and it must have outgrown its humble beginnings by far.