I loved Oberyn too. His death is something I skip over now when rewatching - I think somewhere in my mind I was hoping he'd end up on the iron throne and bring in a peaceful reign of poetry and good loving.

With any luck, Dorne died on the way back to its home continent.

The fear acting from whoever is playing Renfield was extraordinary. The vampires creeping and closing in, seemingly about to go to town on him, and then Dracula's entrance when they and the rats scurry away - fantastic!

Such a tease where Ramsay moots going up to Castle Black. Oh, to have him meet his end unceremoniously stomped under a giant's foot.

Had I read and/or seen LoEG, I may say such a thing. As it is, Penny Dreadful remains the 'this is just what I wanted, only much much better' of its genre for me.

That's a shame. I sort of know what you mean. I don't find the plot(s) bad, but I have found the resolutions to previous seasons' 'big bad' arcs to be lacking, as though it takes the time to set up a wonderful meal then doesn't quite know how to deliver the feast it could.

Just watched the first episode, because I'll have GoT, Elementary and (glutton for punishment that I am) Fear TWD to get though tomorrow.

I like to think the AV Club has long had enough of its wits about it to always respond with a certain sardonic weariness when idiot celebrities encourage, in a particularly dishonest fashion, some of their more impressionable followers to violently shit their way to weightloss.

Having cast Elba and MM, have they used 2/3 of their casting budget and are now calling in favours from old friends, seeing who wants to do the film and then trying to find roles for them?

I wondered that, but she's very obviously a woman (indeed, she's 38 years old), whereas iirc Susan is 16 and that story is very much first/young love. Unless they decide to change that up.

They're all dead. Everybody's dead, Dave.

Everybody's dead, Dave.

Try making your jokes funny.

I liked Iwan in Misfits, but find his gurning-and-mugging take on Ramsay really offputting. I haven't read the books, so maybe it's a suitable portrayal, but it pales in comparison to Jack Gleeson's work.

"Behold - the ravages of age!"

Happily enough, probably lifeless, like a doll.

My Bedroom's that kind of red, offset with wood(s)y browns, tarnished golds and deep greens and champagne. There's just the right amount of natural light for it to work.

I kind of know what you mean. I have an unseemly fondness for the man and his aesthetic (and he gives great interview, enthusiastic and discursive), but there is often something incomplete in his films.

I thought he had special underwear to do that?

This was uncalled for.