So. What do I think of Game of Thrones Season 3, Episode 2: ‘Dark Wings, Dark Words’?

So. What do I think of Game of Thrones Season 3, Episode 2: ‘Dark Wings, Dark Words’? (Repeated because the archive page is in a mood.)

Issac Hempstead-Wright has really gotten tall this past year; Kristian Nairn must be glad for that wheelbarrow. We get a glimpse of Rickon; I wonder how much of him we’re going to see this season, if any? And come in, Reeds, your time is finally here! Thomas Sangster and Ellie Kendrick are wonderful, although Sangster isn’t quite how I pictured Jojen to look – but he plays Jojen’s matter of fact discussing of things really well. Aww, Osha be jealous.

I also enjoyed the scenery they were walking through. The rolling hills and stone walls of Northern Ireland; it’s like coming home.

Bolton interrupts Robb and Talisa just as they’re about to get cozy with news that really took far too long to get here – about his grandfather Hoster Tully having died, and Winterfell having been sacked and Bran and Rickon being lost, perhaps dead. Oh, and when Catelyn asks if she’ll be going to her father’s funeral in shackles, Robb doesn’t reply. Nice. Real nice. They wonder if Theon took the two boys hostage.

Speaking of Theon-

I didn’t watch the bits of the episode with him in them.

I do appreciate that they’re there, and that the directors and producers actually didn’t shy away from showing us this, and that they’re well acted and heartbreaking – but I’m not going to watch them, or any of what happens to Theon over this season. I don’t like watching people get tortured, period; I don’t care if it’s only a show. Call me a wimp, but there you are.

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So. What do I think of Valar Dohaeris?

So. What do I think of Valar Dohaeris?

This is a thing that is part review, part introspective analysis. If that’s the right phrase I want. It probably isn’t.

To put it simply, the plain parts are what happens in the show, and the bits in italics are things that I’m asking myself and theorising might happen down the line. Also there will be spoilers from the books, so if you haven’t read past A Clash of Kings, best avoid the bits in bold.

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Interesting choice for a title, leading right on from last episode’s Valar Morghulis. All men must serve in this episode, whether they wish to or no.

More often no. 

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First of all, a question that’s been plaguing everyone since last year; how on earth is Samwell going to get out of being torn apart by a horde of walking dead people?

The answer is…we don’t know.

No, seriously.

The episode picks up at least a few hours later, judging by the fact that, in the next scene, Jon and Ygritte are only just now entering the wildling camp. Presumably Sam found some way to escape from the various White Walkers and their masses of dead forces that I personally would have liked to see. The show, however, decides to skip over it by opening the episode with him just running through the snow without anything discernably chasing him, and coming across a dead Brother who is both kneeling in the snow and holding his severed head in his hands.

Somehow.

Then we see a sinister shadow in the distance and Sam is nearly killed by just one solitary zombie, which quickly gets dealt with by Ghost and set on fire by Mormont. There’s been a battle that we didn’t get to see at the Fist of the First Men, and Mormont and the surviving Brothers of the Night’s Watch are very disappointed in Sam, because he didn’t manage to send any ravens for help.

Wait. What? What just happened?

Now that I’ve got that immediate reaction out of the way; I’m sure a lot of people were disappointed by cutting the fight scene but, yet again, budget and time constraints.

At least Ghost looks quite impressive, although I can’t remember if he was supposed to be here at this precise point. I’m thinking he wasn’t.

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So. The Problem with Sansa…

How do I loathe thee? Let me count the ways,” was my reaction to Sansa throughout much of A Game of Thrones. Well, no, not loathe, that’s a bit strong, I’ve never wished her to go die in a fire, but I shan’t deny that the Sansa of the first book was as annoying as all get out.

At first.

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