HBO's wildly popular epic fantasy series Game of Thrones returns for season four tonight. Your High Valyrian getting a little bit rusty? Can't quite remember which old white dude with a beard is which? Never fear, Dork Shelf is here with our Game of Thrones Season Four Primer.
After the vitriolic horror of the Red Wedding last week, Game of Thrones finished off its third season by reminding us that while some of its central heroes have been removed from play, the war of the kings is still in full effect, with old and new players alike positioning themselves for the next power play.
Showrunners David Benioff and D. B. Weiss have gone on the record multiple times in the past saying that getting to the third season of Game of Thrones was their primary objective at the show’s outset. More specifically, they had set the singular objective of building towards a single scene in a single episode. That scene played itself out in shocking and gory fashion this week in episode nine, “The Rains of Castamere.”
It’s wedding season in the seven kingdoms as the first of four planned nuptials finally gets underway. Much of this week’s episode, “Second Sons," concerns the union of Sansa and Tyrion, which turns out to be exactly as sad and awkward as you would expect a forced wedding between a middle-aged dwarf and a 14-year-old girl to be.
In "The Bear and the Maiden Fair" it’s couples night in Westeros as we gear up for no less than three weddings. Sadly, it seems that the awards for happiest couple can go to several candidates other than the betrothed.
Last week’s episode ended on a high point for the series, as Daenerys acquired an army of Unsullied and burned Astapor from the inside out with the help of her dragons. This week's episode, appropriately titled "Kissed by Fire," begins with just as much energy and a healthy helping of fire to boot.
Titled “And Now His Watch Is Ended,” the fourth episode of Game of Thrones’ third season is by far the busiest and best episode we’ve seen yet. It could well represent a turning point for the season, which until this point has sort of oozed along in a relatively disjointed fashion.