The arcade hums, the countdown starts, and your thumbs remember combos learned twenty-five years ago.

Tekken 3's profile is harsh, and it has to be read with context. Almost every line dives: fun right at the bottom, ahead of barely 1% of games, art direction and sound environment just above, connection and rediscovery in the depths. Only gameplay lifts its head a little, around the lower-middle, on a single duel though, so to confirm. The mismatch is obvious. A fighting game from 1997 measured against criteria of emotion, striking style and playlist-worthy soundtracks is a fight lost in advance. Its late-90s visuals and arcade music don't play in the same league as the modern productions that dominate these questions.

In the fighting genre, its greatness lives in the feel of the controller, the balance, the competitive depth. What these questions measure simply isn't where Tekken 3 shines.

So, for who? For you if the raw thrill of a couch versus match is all you need for happiness. Much less if you're after a story or a visual punch today.