Well, to a point... as this gallery should attest.
You should be familiar with the drill by now: a load of old games covers, and a load of unnecessary sarcasm. It's not rocket science.
More importantly, I am deeply, deeply troubled by the off-set angle of the lasers firing into the upper corner of the big green head guy's eye.
It evokes an unfortunate memory of having eye tests, and when they flip my eyelid upon itself so they can put some yellow dye under it, and then, later, it trickles out of my nose.
Back in the day all they'd do is ask me if I could see a silhouette of a horse. Modern eye tests are like something out of Saw.
Please note: I've never seen a Saw film.
Whomever thought this was good enough to stick on the front of a game must've been a right bunch of Chwats.
You so fine,
You forgot to wear your boots to the pillaging.
Also, the head of your hammer appears to be drawn on.
It's not so much the head-on-a-snake's body which makes this image so repellent, as the horrific swollen area just below the head, suggesting some sort of vestigial shoulder joint situation.
"I've only got 30 minutes to stop that cumulonimbus from tonguing Big Ben's bell, and planting a moist, sticky one atop St Paul's dome!"
Which roughly translates as "UFI and its dangerous Mission"
Unfortunately, in the territories where it was released under the title E.T Go Home, the cartridge label - which shows E.T/UFI frolicking with a number of anthropomorphic characters, including a slice of blue-buttered toast - the game was misrepresented as "E.T Go Come".
Judging from what's all over the tomato feller's head, he already has...
But then, if you're the sort of person who slings a kilt over his shoulder to go to a nightclub, you might not be the sort of person who cares.