The Buckeyes’ loss to Wichita State still stings, but at least we’ve got a new Game to command our attention and analysis: HBO’s Game of Thrones returns tonight. You can see the extended trailer for Season Three here.
I’ve written before about Game of Thrones — both the HBO series and the epic-length books. It’s a fantastic show, rich in themes and plots and production values, one that convincingly captures the curious medieval world where seasons can last for decades, dragons fly, and magic is real. I’m looking forward to the return of characters that I love, and even more to the return of the awful characters that I love to hate.
I’ll relish reigniting my intense loathing for the detestable Joffrey Baratheon, the sadistic, cowardly punk who sits uneasily on the Iron Throne, and his duplicitous, manipulative mother Cersei. I’ll be interested to see what happens to Jon Snow and the tiny yet hardy band of misfits and castoffs manning The Wall in the far north, working to meet the challenge of the wildlings and the White Walkers. I’ll root for the honest, loyal Brienne of Tarth, the gigantic female knight who displays more knightly virtues than the men who ridicule her. And I’ll enjoy becoming reacquainted with Arya, and Bran, and Tyrion, and the complex, interwoven storylines that characterize this series and meeting the new characters that will be introduced this season.
Having read the books, I suppose I could announce “spoilers,” but that’s not fair Game. I’ll say only that big things, and terrible things, will be happening to the characters we’ve come to know. Of course, loyal watchers of the show knew that already. Any show that kills off its main character by public beheading before Season One even ends is not afraid to spin the world of Westeros on its axis.
This show is my favorite programming on TV.