The whole obsession with ensuring English magic stays "respectable" is a very British classist thing. The world of science, comedy, theatre, music and everything else have all at some point or another (or multiple points) gotten embroiled in a conflict in England over "respectability"

*NON-SPOILER SPOILERS IN THE FORM OF AN INCORRECT THEORY*

IS THIS REAL? AM I IN A COCOON SOMEWHERE?

You just gotta let it go, otherwise the show will become infuriating, like Walking Dead where about 50% of my watching time is spent thinking "holy shit wipe that fucking blood off your face it's practically in your mouth! and wear long sleeves you moron!"

I believe it was mentioned earlier in the season that the masters are paying former slaves to fight for them. I'd still like more explanation, though. (I also am totally baffled by the fact that they killed Dany's future husband - I was sure he was supposed to be the mastermind behind it all, as Daario suggested and…

Are the fire god folks in any way connected to Valyria/Targaryans/Dragons? I've never been totally clear on that…

Presumably they don't feel they need that many Walkers anyway. If they live for thousands of years, are invincible to all but a few rare weapons, and can each magically command an army of thousands, then how many do you really need?

Which has always made me wonder what the Starks say all winter. Don't they feel kind of stupid when they are hunkered down in a monthlong storm in a castle buried under 20 feet of snow and still saying "winter is coming!" to each other?

Yeah. For the sake of being able to construct a coherent battle on screen, they had to make the concession that you can "take down" a wight just about as easily as you can kill a person — but, the wight will be getting back up shortly.

I think he's starting his attack now because the dead don't plan the way we do, and their machinations are rightly inscrutable.

Wearing something impossible to clean to a place where it's sure to get bloody is exactly the sort of subtle queenly gesture that Daenerys wields expertly.

We haven't heard from Qyburn in a while…

Yeah, that's twice now actually - I was also disappointed slightly be the ending of the (otherwise-wall-to-wall-awesome) In The Woods two-parter. In the real version of that story, he didn't come clean to the teacher who stuck up with him until *decades later* as an adult when he was in touch with the school about…

Fair — but you're missing out on spending a lot of quality time with great comedians like Louis CK. Over his time on the show, you get to hear the moments when conversations first led to ideas that showed up in his stage material often *years* later. You get to hear the true-to-his-life version of stories like the "In…

There is — but I'll be damned if I know where in which of the dozens of three-hour O&A appearances he told it in, I'm afraid…

This show has become a weekly reward for my obsessive listening to Louis CK on the Opie & Anthony show. Sooooo many of these details and plots are based on events from his life, many of which happened *years* ago. This week - the girl lost on the skytrain (the real end of that story is that the mother found them and…

Does anyone know if the cartoon on the screen was a clip from an actual show — or was that just Louis CK's interpretive version of all cartoons: a cube screaming on a moving background.

I think that's what was so sad about it, though. Lenny might be self-absorbed, but he was not a self-pitier - he responded to sadness by covering it up with layer after layer of the aforementioned Boston bravado, talking quickly and colourfully while outright refusing to pity himself, or at least refusing to show it…

Probably worth noting that Skye has had basically *nothing else to do at all* for that entire time. She's spent every waking minute in the company of extremely skilled fighters, and a huge portion of those minutes being trained by those fighters. That's very different from taking weekly classes for the same amount of…

Indeed. A plot convenience is more like when you want to set something in a medieval universe, but you can't figure out how to write a story without telephones where distance and isolation matters, so you decide that ravens are an infallibly perfect near-instantaneous global communication system.