So those who are familiar with the sorts of other things I’ve done “not a review” entries on, not to mention the sorts of things I write, and who also are familiar with the show Preacher* on AMC, will likely not be surprised to learn that I’ve never missed a single episode of that unhinged horror/comedy/fantasy/bizarro-land production.
Wife (reading news): “Do you think Oprah will run for President?”
Wife: “Why not?”
Me: “I don’t think she wants the job.”
Wife (considering): “I think she and Daenerys Targaryen should run together.”
Me: “I thought it was going to be a Daenerys/Tyrion ticket.”
As 2017 came to a close, so too did our getting caught up on all of the available seasons of “Game of Thrones”. It only took us about five months to get through them, because that’s how we binge around here: At a deliberate pace. Sort of like how long it takes the Night King to move south from Hardhome while everyone else flits around the continent on Air Westeros, or however they do it.
Since my wife got hooked by the show, she’s been staying awake for pretty much the entire episode each time — at least until season 7, when the episode lengths started to approach the running times of short movies, which is pushing it on how long she can stay awake even when watching something she likes. But she never stopped with the pithy observations about what’s transpiring on-screen, and I never stopped scurrying off to write them down for later use******, helpfully arranging them by season, so that those who may not be caught up will know when to stop. Because …
As I’ve mentioned previously, and to no one’s surprise, I used to be quite a fan of the “Buffy the Vampire Slayer” television show, as well as the board game tie-in from Hasbro. The game only had scenarios for the first four seasons, with one “Big Bad” from each:
- Season 1: The Master
- Season 2: The Judge (who was soooo not the Big Bad of season two)
- Season 3: The Mayor
- Season 4: Adam
Naturally, being an old D&D Dungeon Master from way back in the day, I eventually made some of my own scenarios. I’ve previously posted the ones I did for Angelus (who―spoiler alert—was the actual Big Bad of season two), Ethan Rayne (for the “Halloween” eposide), the Gentlemen (from “Hush”), and Dracula (“Buffy vs. Dracula”). When I posted the Dracula scenario, I mentioned that the next one would be for Glorificus, AKA Glory, the biggest Big Bad from the show.
Now, just in time for Halloween, here she is.
Because “Game of Thrones” is only available on disc from Netflix, the arrival of new episodes is subject to the vagaries of timing and the postal service, which means that there are occasions when no “GoT” is available. I’ve tried to fill those gaps with streaming series, without much success so far.
So we’re still watching “Game of Thrones”, and since we’re only partway through Season 3, will be for a while longer. At this point, I’m pretty sure that my wife has gotten into the show. How can I tell, you ask?
Me (discovering my wife on the sofa in the living room at nearly 10 o’clock, after getting home from the studio): “What are you doing?”
Wife: “I thought you* were going to watch ‘Game of Thrones’.”
Me: (looks pointedly at clock)
Wife (disappointed): “Oh, I guess it’s kind of late.”
Me: “Yeah it is. I’m glad you like the show though.”
Wife: “I do, but they could have made it with half the violence.”
Me: “Well HBO wants to make sure we get our money’s worth. Anyway we could watch an episode but you’ll be asleep in ten minutes.”
Wife: “No, I’m awake.”
Me: “Then I’ll be asleep in ten minutes.”
If my wife is asking about watching TV at 9:50pm, that must mean something.
So recently, having waited over six years for the next book in the A Song of Ice and Fire series to come out, with no end to the waiting in sight, and being tired of missing out on all the delicious things that have been happening in the HBO adaptation “Game of Thrones” since it went past the end of A Dance with Dragons―Tyrion meets Dany! Starks return to Winterfell! Jon meets Dany! Dragons meet Lannisters!―I decided it was finally time to bite the bullet and wade through the discs from Netflix.