For starters, we are down to one dragon, folks-though I think that, for historical accuracy’s sake, we can still call Daenerys the Mother of Dragon s, plural. Well, it remains to be seen if any of our true faves-your Tyrions, Daeneryses, Jon Snows, Jaimes, Aryas, and Sansas-are headed for extinction, but tonight’s episode definitely made it clear that the body count is far from final. Martin’s ruthlessly misanthropic books to constrain them, they were going Hollywood. (No shade but did anyone really think Samwell Tarly had it in him to fend off a few thousand wights over the course of however many hours that battle was supposed to last?) To give you a sense of the mood, I happened to be at a restaurant bar arguing to a friend that some of last week’s fatalities were genuinely important characters when a guy interrupted us and declared, “No one important died! No one!” The implication was that the show runners were chickening out a little. Yes, some big characters died last week-Theon, Ser Jorah, the dang Night King-but most of the marquee players survived the battle with the dead, even when that seemed to require us to suspend more than the usual level of disbelief. After last week’s episode, it was tempting to think that Game of Thrones was going to glide to an easier finish than many of us had expected and feared (or is it craved?).
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