I have to admit — up till this past week, I really wanted to swear off “Game of Thrones” forever. When ever a series goes a long time between seasons, I get really bored and turn my attention to other shows.
When I tuned in two weeks ago, I was convinced the show had really jumped the shark.
Not only does the current season not follow George R.R. Martin’s story line, but with all the going backward and forward in time, I got a headache just trying to keep up. A friend of mine had to keep rewinding scene after scene just to figure it out. And then she had to tune in to the after-show just to make sure she had it right.
What?! Now we need a pair of talking heads to explain the fantasy?
It’s a fantasy.
When a series becomes this convoluted, it’s time to say sayonara — see you later, alligator.
However, the writers did somewhat redeem themselves this past Sunday, and the pieces made a bit more sense.
These are the things I learned from Game of Thrones:
• If you are female (and not the Queen of Dragons — let’s face it Daenerys Targaryen is one twisted sista), run, don’t walk to the nearest cave and hide. The ladies on this show seem not to last very long, and most meet untimely and uncomfortable ends. Just think wildling woman Osha — not a pretty site with her throat slashed.
• If your character is as hunky as Jon Snow, don’t worry — death will not be permanent, and sweet revenge waits upon your return. With direwolf and sister in tow, he must not only avenge Winterfell, but rescue Rickon, as well. Look out Bolton, you don’t mess with someone’s direwolf and you don’t mess around with Snow.
Not for Nuthin™ but I’m hooked again. My only hope is that not too many more characters bite the dust before the series ends. And if they do, I hope that Melisandre is nearby and wearing her choker — because if you are coming back from the dead, the last thing you want to see is an old, droopy hag praying over you.
Oh yeah, and you don’t want to be dead too long and miss the rest of the season.
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