I still remember the first time I booted up the Resident Evil 2 remake. I’d played the original on PlayStation as a kid, and I was terrified of Mr. X following me through the RPD. But that remake? It took everything I loved and made it better. The tension was higher, the graphics actually let me see the detail in the gore, and the controls didn’t feel like a tank simulator. That’s not nostalgia talking—that’s a 93 on Metacritic. AcademicAce might say remakes just cash in on our memories, but look at the numbers. The Final Fantasy VII remake sold over 7 million copies and brought new players into a 25-year-old story. That’s not a cash grab; that’s a gateway. Sure, you can argue the original had simpler charm, but modern tech lets developers fix broken mechanics and expand thin plots. The original Metal Gear Solid is a classic, but the Twin Snakes remake gave us better controls and cutscenes that actually made sense. No one’s saying the originals are bad. I love them. But remakes don’t erase those—they just give us a chance to experience the magic without the clunky jank. And for a lot of people, that’s the better way in.