There are a handful of locked areas requiring keys from other places – check the lost and found box in Moe’s Tavern! – but these don’t hide any great revelations, just… a handful more jokes. Collecting all of these (60-odd) is the ostensible “goal” of the game, but they respawn in their hiding places after a few screen switches, making this a trivial (if time-consuming) matter. There’s a “quest” of sorts in the trading cards you’ll find lying around, each depicting a Simpsons character. Geared towards exploration rather than strict goal-based gameplay, Virtual Springfield is more of a toy than anything else. It’s a big box of laffs in the style of those classic seasons of the show, from the introductory Troy McClure monologue through to the secret Stonecutter lodge’s choice Homer Simpson bon mots. It’s superficially similar to Myst, in that you’re exploring mostly static Springfield environments (Springfield Elementary! The Kwik-E-Mart! Noiseland Arcade!) by clicking hotspots, though the puzzle-solving has been broadly replaced with, well, jokes. After seeing the commercial for it at the start of the Simpsons Murder Mysteries VHS tape, I begged for it as my main Christmas present. It’s no surprise that I ended up getting The Simpsons: Virtual Springfield, then. Bought every book, read every issue of the (excellent) Simpsons Comics, bought the albums and got relentlessly teased by my dad for having a crush on Lisa Simpson (which I did, a bit). I recorded every single episode, six to a tape. I bought every VHS tape and wore them out. Truth be told, I was a die-hard fan from the first joke Lisa and Bart arguing over which of them loves Homer more.Īnd that was it. This relatively tame episode nonetheless blew my mind with its Tod Browning-referencing “ONE OF US! ONE OF US!” Freaks fantasy sequence and hilarious electro-shock therapy finale (Harry Shearer’s pitch-perfect scream of “THIS IS NOT THE WAY TO GET HEALTHY!!” is forever lodged in my memory). It debuted on terrestrial television, with season 1’s “No Disgrace Like Home” going out on BBC 1. Then, in November 1996, it finally happened. The Space Mutants, wondering what on earth the show was like. The best I could do was play my friend’s Master System copy of Bart vs. I didn’t have satellite, making viewing The Simpsons a pie in the Sky. And, beguilingly, was totally inaccessible. Banned in schools, there was a frisson of naughtiness to the show that was irresistible to me when I was a kid. It’s a cultural touchstone, maybe the cultural touchstone. See more of my work at Įveryone loves (the first eight or nine seasons of) The Simpsons.
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