Season 4 Episode 10
WARNING: Contains SPOILERS for the most recent Game Of Thrones episode
The shit was all hitting the fan (and the floor in Tywin Lannister’s case) in this season’s final visit to the eternally uplifting Westeros. In a melee of blood and guts, Game Of Thrones outdid its previous standards with the quantity of central character demises in a single episode, particularly those who were excreting moments earlier.
The most prominent development (I say prominent, but the build up was sadly lacking, with only the closing scenes of the episode giving any focus to it) was Tyrion’s sudden escape from his prison cell courtesy of Jaime Lannister, who always goes above and beyond (and below) for his siblings. Tyrion had the option of slipping away quietly but instead sought a showdown with his father first. Tywin was occupied with a lengthy stool on the toilet (we’ve all been there, bless him) but his bedroom was not empty. Tyrion’s heart was ripped asunder as Shae turned over, muttering Tywin’s name while she lay in his bed. Continue reading
Episode nine of a Game Of Thrones season has always been event television. This week set out to top the lot, with an action packed battle in the North; throwing Castle Black into chaos with an onslaught of giants riding woolly mammoths, hails of flaming arrows, ship anchors knocking icy chunks from the mountain wall itself and a two of the most bloodthirsty ginger people I’ve seen since I last survived a night out in Glasgow.
It promised to be epic; a well directed, special effect ridden fantasy movie on the small screen and there is no denying that it was spectacular viewing. It was like watching the Lord Of The Rings movie in television segment; but I am afraid that’s all it was. It was missing what Game Of Thrones so very often gets right – the characterisation and the heart. It’s the small scale, character-driven scenarios which this show nails. A good action sequence is all very entertaining, but an entire episode devoted to a battle didn’t quite work for me.
It could of course be down to the fact that I am openly no fan of the characters or stories going on in the North. Unlike in real life, when I see snow start to fall on Game Of Thrones, my heart sinks. I simply do not buy into Jon Snow as a hero and, while all characters in the series are flawed, I feel Jon lacks any real kind of backbone or sense to be considered as the warrior that he is. He changes his loyalty more often than Cersei sleeps with her siblings and his pained regret as Ygritte was fixed with an arrow drew little sympathy from me. His final decision to go out into the carnage and head to confront the Wildlings alone, leaving his sword behind, was also a ridiculous act, and one that I struggle to find any explanation for. Here’s a man who abandoned the woman he fell in love with, eventually leading to her destructive demise so that he could return to his Brothers at the Night’s Watch, and now he heads out alone, abandoning them at their point of armageddon when they could be attacked at any time, to lead an assault that there is no possible way he could win. Of course, that’s not to say there isn’t a twist in the offing that will help Jon to victory, but Jon doesn’t know that – he hasn’t read the books, after all. Continue reading
Season 4 Episode 6. Warning: This article contains spoilers for screened episodes which some readers may wish to avoid.
Justice (or the sheer lack of it) was a hot topic in the most recent visit to Westeros. While Danaerys was discovering that dealing with the aftermath of her bold actions was harder than anticipated, Tyrion faced the sham of the century in the form of a devastatingly unbalanced trial.
Of course, we knew from the outset that, with Cersei working behind the scenes to avenge the death of King Justin Beiber, there was no way that Tyrion was going to get a fair hearing.
Still, as proceedings commenced, everyone’s favourite whore-mongering dwarf did his aloof best to remain impassive to the injustice. As witness after witness took the stand to condemn him, a knowing but bitter smile remained on his lips as he saw the trial playing out exactly as he thought it was going to. Continue reading
WARNING: This post contains SPOILERS from recent episodes which some may prefer to avoid. And some may send me hate mail as they haven’t had time to watch it yet and I should have waited.
For an episode containing incestuous rape beside the corpse of the couple’s murdered child inside of a church, a drawn out bisexual orgy, a man getting an arrow through the eye socket whilst talking enthusiastically about the standards of his wife’s potatoes and a competition in the desert over who can urinate at will for the longest, this week’s entry in the Game Of Thrones saga was disappointingly dull.
We picked up exactly where we left off, a refreshingly enjoyable sight of Joffrey’s purpling, bleeding and vomit splattered face drawing us nicely into the setting. Tyrion was promptly thrown back into his own personal cell in the dungeons whilst Sansa boarded a canoe, in the thick fog with a sinister stranger, without too much panic.
She was taken to Littlefinger’s own personal ghost ship somewhere in the middle of the ocean and, in a hugely shock twist, it turned out that he was actually up to no good. Instead of offering payment to the captor, he gave him a bolt in the chest. Continue reading
(Season 4, ep.1) It’s been a while since a television announcer warned me that there will be graphic adult themes from the outset (well that’s my story and I’m sticking to it) but it can mean only one thing: the television fantasy/action/thriller/porn series that has gripped a feverish world has made its return at last – and it was largely triumphant. Stand alone, it made a fine piece of television; against the impossibly high standards that a popular series inevitably sets itself, it fell just short.
The episode did a highly decent job of cramming the ridiculously large cast of characters into the episode so that each person’s favourite got their fair share of airtime, if only just to give tantalising scenes to their stories.
Any episode that opens with the brilliant Charles Dance (aka Christopher Lee’s long lost son) glaring into the screen gets my attention straight away and we saw him disown his one-handed son, after giving him a lovely fatherly gift of a new sword. Jaime/Young Harrison Ford/Prince Charming from Shrek 2 was not interested in taking his rightful place at the helm of Casterley Rock however, instead opting to focus on reigniting his incestuous affair with his charming sister Cersei. Cersei wasn’t really in the mood for sexual sibling shenanigans, as it transpired she was still a little peed off that Jaime got himself captured. Continue reading
(Ep.21) When I read the first Game of Thrones book, it was a real page-turner. I wanted to know who was victorious in the war, who succeeded Robert Baratheon on the Iron Throne – basically, who won? I reckoned without the writing stamina of George RR Martin, who seems determined to go on forever before reaching any kind of resolution. As the books went on, my interest in them went off. There was too much walking from one place to another, too many lovingly-described meals. Also I felt a bit cheated of anything resembling a satisfying conclusion, funny old-fashioned (short attention-spanned) thing that I am.
Luckily, the TV adaptation doesn’t suffer from these problems, because they’ve managed to distil the action and organise things so there’s more going on in a 75 minute (including ad breaks) episode than you can shake a stick at. We’re onto Series 3 now, and it’s staying true to form in the sense that when the EPG mentions “nudity and upsetting scenes,” you can bet that’s what you’re going to get. The nudity was fairly low-key in this season opener (a token topless whore) and the most upsetting thing was a eunuch soldier having his nipple sliced off to prove how hard he was. He was so hard he didn’t scream or cry, but thanked the nasty man doing the slicing for the opportunity to be of service. A bit like The Apprentice when someone gets fired.
Daenerys was after buying 8,000 of these Unsullied. With an army of such ruthless single-mindedness and brutality, she reckoned it would be easy-peasy to get the Iron Throne back. She hasn’t met Cersei Lannister yet, however. Will 8,000 eunuchs really be a match for the Cersei Lannister Stare?
North of the Wall, Jon Snow met up with the infamous Mance Rayder. Is his first name short for Romance? Having seen him, I doubt it, though he does seem about 100% more cuddly and human than Joffrey.
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