One of my favorite parts of the original No More Heroes comes about two thirds of the way through the game, when our hero Travis Touchdown suddenly comes down with a case of narcolepsy while riding the subway. I’m not a doctor or anything, but narcolepsy is a fair diagnosis, as that’s the only thing that could cause a healthy young male who has just completed murdering at least twenty people to suddenly catch a case of the sleepies.

Anyway, the great part of this scenario isn’t the fact that Travis naps, it’s that when he sleeps, he dreams of videogames. In this instance, he dreams of a particularly awesome shmup called Pure White Giant Glastonbury. Not only is the game great, but its existence in Travis’s imagination cements him as one of the only videogame protagonists who truly cares about videogames himself.