Viewed through one lens of the great telescope of personal truth, the Mario series is the shining star of the games industry; a cherished intellectual property that Nintendo isn't afraid to have fun with. As comfortable expanded and re-imagined in the joyful Mario & Luigi titles as it is as disposable family entertainment in Mario Party, the Mario series will always be a vital and magical part of gaming.
Through the other lens, which has dirt on it, the Mario series is a smelly rock of astronaut poop; an intellectual property long past its sell by date, which Nintendo would rather milk endlessly than face up to a desperate need for new ideas. Mario and chums shoehorn themselves into increasingly obscure genres in an attempt to remain relevant, with Mario now well acquainted with everything from soccer balls to baseball bats. With the only fat Italian-American that the average person wants to see swinging a baseball bat being Tony Soprano, the Mario series is increasingly redundant.
Depending on the lens you use to view the stars of Nintendo's night sky, your initial impressions of Super Princess Peach are going to be strongly coloured. A clever and funny twist on the Mario series, with the Princess saving Mario? Or a weak stab at the captive market of female DS owners brought by Nintendogs? You stab girls? SICK!