I bloody loved Jet Set Radio, back in the days of the Dreamcast. Stylistically, it is still a striking product, with an art style distinct enough that it transcends the need to keep up with technological improvements in gaming. This means that graphically, it is still likely to impress, even though the cel-shading technique it pioneered is now ubiquitous and about as surprising to see in a game as a henchman crouched next to an explosive barrel.
The gameplay, however, just doesn't stand up to scrutiny anymore, mainly lending to a control scheme so incredibly archaic and clunky it makes my grandma look like a futuristic ninja. I would liken the controls in this game to trying to pull a pallet of bricks around on sheet ice with a bungee cord. The characters seem to want to deliberately cause rage-induced aneurisms in its players, and repeatedly I swore at my screen as the once-charming little punk skaters fell from bulldings as the ADHD camera spun in circles, desperately indecisive as to what to lock onto. I don't remember it being like this when it came out, but then again we were more patient gamers back then.
And storywise, it's not anything remarkable, but the charm exuding from every pore in this game is enough to make you want to see it through. A typically Japanese touch sees a racially stereotypical dreadlocked black DJ introducing each story beat, but more importantly the incredible soundtrack. The tunes in this game are probably now its main selling point, and well worth the admission price alone if you're into your chunky beats and late 90's sampling. It certainly takes the edge off when you're trying to wrestle the player characters into doing even one thing you've asked them to.
I feel like I've been very negative about this game, but I still love it. The rose tint of nostalgia will certainly help if you've played previously, but I think theres still enough going for this game that it's worth a go for new players looking to take down the Japanese government with inline skates and spray cans.