Ned Stark, meanwhile, only found reigning arrogance beside a crowned corpse and judged the callow Lannister youth too harshly. That very king was giving the order to burn all of the capital when Jaime acted the hero, but only to an audience of himself and those like Bran Stark who can see all. In truth, Jaime Lannister saved King’s Landing when he stabbed the king he’d sworn to protect in the back. Instead Jaime faced a much more immediate and visible menace.Īs with his early prancing into season one Winterfell, memories linger of how Jaime was discovered over the slain body of Mad King Aerys II with a smirk on his face and a pride that bordered on petulance. However, the showrunners obviously wished to save that moment for later while cutting straight to the most intense sequence of the night that did not involve the existential threat of White Walkers. It thus felt initially inexplicable that Jaime Lannister began the episode standing before Daenerys Targaryen’s judgment, as opposed to Bran’s. Once, as Tyrion so eloquently ascribed, a Golden Lion who entered the gates of Winterfell with his head held high, he came last week into the Stark home with a cloak drawn round his profile, beleaguered and abandoned, and a lonely figure ignored by all save Brandon Stark. So in what essentially boiled down to being a living wake for your Westerosi favorites before a cacophony of slaughter, it is fitting Game of Thrones regained much of its gracefulness from seasons past, even as these characters’ history threatened to return by swallowing them whole.Īnd no character has had a more contentious history than Jaime Lannister. Because next week, he’s coming for all our darlings.Īye, tonight was about honoring the dead before they pass, because there might not be anyone left afterward (or if there is, there’s a scarily good chance they’ll be fleeing the smoking ruins of the Starks’ ancestral home). Now as we face the prospect of everyone we care about being on the chopping block-save for the lovably loathsome Cersei-the Many-Faced God of Death can go ahead and take another week off. In the seven days since last week’s solid if flawed season 8 premiere, I’ve heard more than one person grouch that they wanted someone to die in that first hour.
However, given the usual hurricane that follows such deceptively calm waters, we too should hold our breaths. Not since Joffrey’s ill-fated nuptials have so many beloved countenances been gathered in one location. Late in tonight’s preemptively mournful hour, the Hound rumbles upon seeing another familiar face, “Oh for fuck’s sake, may as well be at a bloody wedding.” Given the connotation most Game of Thrones fans have for the term “wedding,” that sounds about right. This Game of Thrones review contains spoilers.
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