Yeah, everyone needs to...chill...about B&R. There were a lot of factors that put this franchise...ON ICE. No need to give anyone...THE COLD SHOULDER...over it 20 years later.

I hope at the end the wife and husband pull off Mission Impossible-style masks to reveal they’re Demi Moore and Woody Harrelson. Then just as they start chuckling, Renee Zellweger pulls off her mask to reveal she’s Robert Redford. There’s a moment of stunned silence... and then he yells out “Got you guys again!” and…

Wait. We’re doing Sam as Roger?

Fine. We’re fucking doing this.

Offhand, I’d have loved to get some gossip on his stage directions.

I think the main issue I have is it’s just the least interesting way to go with the character and the series.

If they had more time they could have brought back Yara to blockade the Iron Fleet while Dany’s forces control the land approaches. Then they could have kept the dragon in reserve out of balista range. A siege could have been kept up to try to starve them out until Tyrion sent a picked force of our favorites with…

Thank you! Jon is a terrible ruler. It’s why he keeps getting murdered. Neither of them should be on the Iron Throne. I hope Arya kills everyone and from the ashes starts a democracy.

QUE SERA SO LONG: DORIS DAY DEAD AT 97

My favourite celebrity cameo last night remains the sequence where Daenerys was played by Henry Kissinger.

Yep.  Plenty of light from those burning peasants.

They aren’t making a sequel. It’s a prequel.*

Why do you go out of your way to be so joylessly pedantic? You’re always jumping into these threads to ask why adults have visceral reactions to good storytelling when the obvious answer is that they’re enjoying themselves and want to share their reactions with the like-minded. Your mean-spirited condemnations are the…

I guess we’ll see next weekend how it holds up.

Oh, you live in a fantasyland where everyone convicted of a crime is guilty and not being railroaded by the system. How nice for you.

Supreme executive power is derived from a mandate from the masses. not some farcical fire dragon ceremony.

One bastard son of a Baratheon moves in and suddenly everything is getting gendryfied.

I do not like hagiography. I will not read them in a loft. I will not sit them near Robert Frost.  I will not read them in a kindle.  I will not take them in a bindle.  I will not quote them on instagram.  I will not enjoy them with locally sourced green-eggs-and-ham!!

Cleganebowl starts with the Hound moving more fluidly than anyone’s ever seen him.  He finesses the Mountain into small, semi-mobile pieces, before revealing himself to be three Aryas in a Houndsuit.

Tormund is still in Winterfell for the moment.  She can still realize her large ginger Ducky was next to her the whole time!