It’s those little details that all come together to make the world look vibrant and lived-in.īut get too close to just about anything that moves, like an animal or a non-player character, and things begin to break down. The developers went so far as to think about the drainage and add period accurate gutters. They flow with the contours of the hillsides and make for stunning vistas, especially at dusk and dawn. The villages and the roads, the little castles and their surrounding baileys, the muddy streets all seem like they are truly part of the land. That being said, let’s touch on what Kingdom Come does well.įrom a distance, absolutely everything feels handmade. Both are an impediment to keeping my attention for long periods of time, or inspiring me to get down and dirty with the historical record that it provides. Its writing is among the worst I’ve had to suffer through in some time. The final product moves at a positively glacial pace, thereby meeting my expectations.īut the experience itself is plagued with graphical glitches and broken quests. I always expected it to have more in common with Farming Simulator 2017 than with The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt. Kingdom Come was not designed to be a sword and sorcery game. The game itself, however, is so crushingly boring, so drawn out and tedious, that I cringe every time a character opens its mouth.Īnd I get it.
13 on PlayStation 4, Windows PC and Xbox One plays out across one of the most beautiful landscapes I’ve ever seen coming out of a computer screen. Unfortunately, after a long weekend with the game, I’m not sure I’ve absorbed much more than would be gained by a trip to the local Renaissance faire or a rerun of an Errol Flynn movie. Here was a game, insisted the developers at Warhorse Studios, that would help me to get closer to my heritage, a “ realistic RPG that will take you to Medieval Europe in a time of great upheaval and strife.” Hence my interest in Kingdom Come: Deliverance back when it showed up on Kickstarter in 2014. My parents taught me next to nothing about my heritage, other than a few mispronounced curses that stuck with them from their youth.
But, like many third and fourth-generation Americans, that’s little more than a footnote in my history. I have a personal affinity for the Bohemian region of Europe, being a quarter Bohemian on my mother’s side.
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