I would like to consider
myself lucky. I’ve barely had
Persona 4 Arena for a full 24 hours, yet
it’s notably and easily exceeded my expectations. The look of the game is fantastic. It’s overflowing with style. The combat, while intimidating at first, is
easy enough to understand once you dive a bit deeper into the game. There are plenty of little flourishes, from
one of the game’s characters thanking Atlus and ArcSys for “sponsoring the
program” to a slick main menu…and just in case you haven’t nerdgasmed at the
sight of your favorite mystery-solving teens in glorious HD sprites, classic
music plays in the background (along with plenty of new tracks, of
course…accented by a bonus CD full of remixes guaranteed to get your toe
tapping).
It’s been a while since
I’ve played a game that made me want to stay up all night. But lo and behold, P4A is just the game to make me want to do it. And not just because of the fighting game
arms race my brother and I ALWAYS have (though a fair portion of my time went
towards trying to learn some Yosuke combos); it’s the story that made me want
to swear off the sandman. Even with just
an hour or so of playtime, I can sense that my trust in Persona 4 -- which I consider to be a pillar of fine writing, video
game or otherwise, as well as one of
my Top 5 Favorite Games -- wasn’t misplaced.
In fact, I’d argue that even with a cursory glance, P4A’s story is even better. I’ll likely discuss the game in more detail
in the coming days, but for now I’ll just leave you with this image:

I’ll acknowledge that there’s still a lot of
time for P4A to go awry (and that I
need to take of the fanboy goggles to view things objectively), but I’m pleased
with the product so far. But that aside,
I want to focus on something a bit more to my speed.