Some of these sights and sounds unlock codex entries, layering up the pedagogic texture.
I also, however, sense the gamier elements, the electric wire within the illuminated tapestry.
Identical horse troughs where I can wash off the trail dust and make myself more palatable to the locals.
I don’t mean any of this as scorn.
It’s an alternately delicate and clunky, consummate and compromised, ceremonial and irresolute act of interpretation.
Thats what makes it fun.
Thats our edge."
The accuracy of Deliverance’s “historical accuracy” soon became a talking point in specialist press coverage.
You are probably knocking back a huge mug of crocodile tears.
Far from a believable medieval protagonist, he is a modern-day renaissance man.
But all this nuance and possibility risks being stamped out and banished by the fixation with authenticity.
The more superficial objection is that they are boring.
But the gators won’t let him.
They think it’s their playground now.
