“Always be yourself. Unless you can be Khaleesi. Then be Khaleesi.”
Last night was the season finale of Game of Thrones. I’m happy to say that my current favourite characters are still alive. I would say alive and well but we’re talking about Game of Thrones here. It’s really hard to tell if anyone is well. Fans of the show fall into two categories: those who have read the books and those who have not. My household falls into both categories. I have not read the books, so every time there is a massacre, or a character I am invested in dies, I am sitting there with my mouth open. He-Who, on the other hand, has read the books and knows better than to become invested in any of the characters. Just before the first head-chopping incident of a main character, He-Who casually mentioned this was going to happen. I didn’t believe him. I was wrong. He was right. This will be the one and only time you will see this in writing He-Who, so savour the moment. He-Who is no longer allowed to tell me anything. I rather enjoy the not knowing. In fact, I have already witnessed one of the most perfect moments in television history, as far as I am concerned. It was made that much better because I didn’t see it coming. I wished for it. I demanded it. I watched every frame hoping upon hope that some day it would happen. And then it did. Jofferey was killed. I honestly don’t think I have ever cheered louder in my life. Don’t judge.
There are many reasons I have become enamoured with Game of Thrones. The never ending surprise deaths are just one. (That just sounds horrible.) The writing is wonderful. The acting is stellar, and come on, Peter Dinklage (The King Slapper) is brilliant!
Although Dinklage claims the whole thing is shot in “Jersey”, truth be told it is filmed in my favourite place I’ve never been: Ireland. Seriously, check out that link. It goes directly to the “Seven Kingdoms”.
Then of course there is this guy. Sigh…
But he is gone now.
There are dragons! Yes, dragons. Who doesn’t love dragons? We have watched them since they were just wee eggs. We saw them emerge from their shells. We saw them take their first steps, make their first flight and spit their first flames. Khaleesi is the “Mother of Dragons”. Sometimes, however, I think everything she knows about dragons comes from the animated How to Train Your Dragon, but she is one of the strongest characters in “Game of Thrones”. I root for Khaleesi every episode. (And so does He-Who.) Khaleesi is a terrific role model for women. I would say she is a terrific role model for girls but the reality is, there should be no young girls watching this program. As much as I enjoy it, it is not meant for children. My niece Jane loves dragons. I love telling her about Khaleesi and her dragons, but leave out the other bits. So, to sum it up, I love Game of Thrones, Ireland, dragons, Khaleesi and of course my niece. She may not be able to watch Khaleesi…but I can help her…be Khaleesi.