Peering through the lens of the Combat Visor, it is easy to believe that it’s a window – your way of assessing the acrid ecology of Talon IV. But it’s really a mirror, reflecting the anguished determination of Samus Aran as bright beams of light illuminate dark and dusty corridors. Two decades later, Metroid Prime’s smartest visual flourish has lost none of its impact. Is that down to the quality of this remaster, which occupies uncommon ground between faithful emulation and confident reconfiguration, or because the foundations first outlined by Retro Studios have largely circumvented the slow decay of time? It’s difficult to say, although I can tell you that Metroid Prime Remastered is a triumph.