If any one ad got me excited about video games, it was this one for Metal Gear on the NES. I still toiled in the Atari Mines when I got Marvel Tales #215, so the prospect of realistic trucks and HUGE PILES OF WEAPONS seemed so exotic and thrilling that I spent countless minutes poring over this ad, imagining what it would be like to blow up terrorists with a rocket launcher, or rush to cure myself with the mysterious orange antidote. And a remote-control missile? Are you shitting me? I thought controlling a mere tiny motor vehicle would be a mind-blowing experience. And who knew I would ever need to punch through a wall in one hit?
Actually playing the game turned out a lot less exciting than anticipated, and it wouldn't be until years later that realistically blowing shit up would become more visually appealing and involve a lot less lurking and a lot more gratuitous boom-boom.