A foreseeable future without Game of Thrones gathers, and now my watch begins. This half-man of a season finale gave us a lot, and by a lot, I mean a few extremely satisfying moments tied in with a bunch of total nonsense, so basically, it was a pretty typical episode of Game of Thrones. Let’s get started, for the last time for a while.
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This week’s episode of Thrones provided us with over an hour of truly heartbreaking nonsense, an apparent rip in the space-time continuum, and an incredibly stupid mission that quickly became the show’s biggest disaster to date. Let’s just…. ugh. I’ll get to it.
With only two episodes left in Season 7, I think audiences are expecting non-stop ridiculous action right up until the end (me, it’s me, I am expecting that), but with that being said, this episode did a lot of solid work that I am totally fine with, even without a battle scene that makes my whole living room scream. Let’s jump right in.
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Apologies for the late recap!
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For an episode where a lot of stuff actually happened, I feel like this was ultimately a quieter hour. We were spared a lot of bloodshed and strife in favor of lots of talking, much like one fan favorite (RIP), but did that serve this episode well, or did it drag somewhat? (The second one.) Let’s get started.
Another week means another episode of Game of Thrones, which also means gratuitous butt shots, stuff blowing up, Littlefinger smirking, and Daenerys being one of those girls who skimmed Lean In once and has been annoying about it ever since. Shall we begin?
So, THAT ALL HAPPENED. Welcome to my last Game of Thrones recap of 2016, and we’re going out with a bang, several explosions, and lots of bloodshed, as it should be.
(And, yeah. I’m closing out the season with a Hamilton reference, because fuck you, that’s why.)
Sorry there was no recap last week – blame it on the Beyoncé hangover – and bear in mind that this recap is brought to you by an insane cocktail of over-the-counter cold medications! Luckily for everyone, this week is yet another windup to next week’s Battle of the Bastards, but even so, let’s get to it.
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