I guess I might have to finally admit that I don’t care for this show, and it’s not really the show’s fault but the material it comes from. My first hint should have been that I put down book three half way through because I just couldn’t muster the interest to read that novel ahead of anything else on my backlog.
I’ve said this before but I guess the story feels monotonous to me. Season 3 felt like a story of being on the lam just repeated over and over with a lot of the characters. When Rob Stark finally announces “Let’s take Casterly Rock,” I felt like I was finally getting to something that would shake up constant rut this story finds itself in. But nope, that got dealt with to bring it back into the same ole same ole.
Last night has talk of the war being over. Again I think this might shake things up. See what it’s like when you have to take down the establishment and not just all play for the throne. Sansa’s on the inside, Tyrion hates his nephew and could be the undercover dude who chooses his wife over his family. Or who knows what else? My point is it finally felt like it might be different. But with the purple wedding, I guess it’s back to “it’s up for grabs again.”
And I have trouble getting into the latest “I’m searching for an army” with the blonde dragon mother. All the energy spent investing in the horse people just to seemingly jettison them in favor of the slave army. I don’t know, again, maybe that’s about to change, but she’s been doing basically the exact same thing since the very first episode (except there it was her brother).
Maybe it all turns out different and I admit I haven’t read the books, but with the chatter of Tyrion’s storyline coming to a close soon, the show is running out of interesting characters. Oh well, I have a feeling I’ll probably stream these as they come up here and there, but it feels a little aimless all the time.
On a side note, I feel like the magic makes the setting feel pretty jumbled. I know it’s probably not any more or less jumbled than a D&D setting, but with Lord of the Rings, I felt like the magic that existed was the magic for the world. It helped me buy that the world works a certain way and here’s the magic behind it. With Ice and Fire, there’s chicks that are dragon MILFs, petty witches, red blood witches, druidic kids who can commune with dire wolves/ravens/trees, aryan zombies. It feels like a dumpster of high fantasy magic tropes. Having read the first two books and some of the third, I never really got the sense that there was some harmony that brought these forces together. And I admit that I may have missed it entirely.
