By Cat Combs
Well, this war has surely taken a turn for the worst. Not only has Dany lost a child, but now that child is on the Night King’s side, dead-alive with blue eyes and all. That’s right. Diving straight into it.
There is now an ice dragon.
This episode gave me so many breathless moments. I swear I had about eight heart attacks while watching this 78-minute episode. Who gave Game of Thrones the green light for this? I hate you. But more importantly, who said you could take it away from us? I hate you. This show is literally the most stressful part of my week. I can’t wait till next week’s season finale.
I flipped over the game board and replaced it with a heaping glass of wine. I was fine in the beginning of the episode. Jorah and Jon had an awkward/awesome conversation about Longclaw and what not. Jon and his merry band of misfits were chatting it up, making fun of each other, bonding. Making profound realizations like, “I am the shield that guards the realm of men…maybe that’s enough.” I mean, classic off to battle moments here, people!
Then, what should have been a nice reminiscing moment of Ned, slowly becomes an awkward build-up of tension. Arya was throwing shade and threatening her sister not-so-covertly before outright confronting her. She mentions how Sansa probably didn’t remember much from before Ned died because she was always inside knitting. How there was no one around, just like now, to stop Arya from doing whatever she wanted. How she knew the rules were wrong and how she was doing the right thing. Oy! Sansa talks about how Cersei would be happy to see them fighting, but chick, you know who else would/is: Littlefinger. This is the moment I started holding my breath and getting squirmy.
But, no worries, my tension was relieved with the conversation between Tormund and The Hound. Absolutely love Tormund. He is sincere, but hella out there. “I don’t think you’re truly mean. You have sad eyes.” Tormund had me cracking up.
Tormund- But I see the way she looks at me.
Hound- How does she look at you? Like she wants to carve you up and eat your liver?
Tormund- You do know her.
Among all the pleasantries and unpleasant talk of Dany’s death (knock on wood), I was calm — enjoying the episode before me in a leisurely manner. Then it happened. The first of many jolts to the heart. A freaking zombie bear comes out of nowhere and starts killing people and biting holes into Thoros. I may have screamed out loud. It’s all a blur.
Don’t get all shame, shame on The Hound either. The bear was on fire! We all know how he feels about fire. Warrior or no warrior, there are some scars that just can’t be healed. Then, it’s like Battle of the Bastards all over again. Jon and his group, surrounded by hundreds, maybe even thousands of Wight. While Gendry was trying to find his way back to The Wall, all I could think about was run Forest run.
The waiting was the worst. Waiting for Dany to get there with her Dragons. Waiting to see who would make a move first. Waiting for who was going to live and who was going to die. Torture! Stupid, stupid Sandor. When is it ever a good idea to throw giant rocks at dead things? How are you so bored that you are throwing rocks? Then another heart attack with Tormund literally fighting for his life in what seemed like the longest scene ever. Pretty sure there was no breath coming from my body. I was clenching everything. I finally took a breath when The Hound redeemed his mistake and saved Tormund.
When Dany finally arrived with her dragons, I just screamed, YES! But, when the Night King grabbed his frozen shard of ice, I immediately screamed, NO! The screaming of Viserion was the worst. It was heart-wrenching. The blood streaming out… It was as bloody as any human death we’ve seen. The slow sinking of the dragon into the frozen water was like my heart dropping in my chest. The look on Dany’s face was pure anguish.
But side note, did you catch Jorah? While everyone was looking at the dragon, Jorah was looking at Dany. That’s someone who wants to comfort the woman he loves but can’t. Whilst Jon was getting ready to die from hypothermia or Wight — whichever came first — I was sure that Rhaegal was going to swoop down and help Jon, but alas, instead we got one more look at Uncle Benjen aka Coldhands. Starks are amazing…except for Sansa. I hate her right now (yes, I’m on that side of the very divided fandom over the Stark sisters).
I love how these writers know how to transition perfectly. As we see a dying Jon, we switch to a sneaking Sansa. She must be the stupidest, most naïve person in all of Westeros. Part of me thinks it is time for Sansa to die. First, why would you send Brienne away from you? Even Cersei has a bodyguard aka The Mountain, and just because you are “Lady of Winterfell” you think you don’t need to be looked after? Chick!
Second, when you get caught by Arya, why are your first words, “I have hundreds of men here at Winterfell, all loyal to me?” So, what. As Arya so eloquently puts it, “They’re not here now.” I was so ready for Arya to play The Game of Faces and rip Sansa a new one. If Sansa wasn’t scared of Arya before, she sure is now. Not sure that’s going to play well with the whispers of Littlefinger in Sansa’s ear. She might try to have Arya killed or arrested or something stupid like that. Perhaps, it’s best that Brienne be at King’s Landing instead of Sansa. All the other important people will be there and we wouldn’t want her to say something stupid.
In the end, before Viserion got reanimated, we had a touching moment between Jon and Daenerys. I love that he wakes up to her face and the first thing he does is apologize profusely. Emoji hearts all over the place. Then Jon calls her Dany. Yaass. Except that is what her brother called her. So this happens:
Daenerys- Not the company you want to keep.
Jon- All right. Not Dany. How about My Queen?
Oh, Jon Snow (Swoon*). Hand-holding commences. It’s so perfect. Many people think it was Dany’s act of heroism that made Jon bend the knee, but I think he was already thinking about doing it ever since his conversation with Tormund about Mance Rayder, King beyond the wall, who never bent the knee and how many people died because of his pride. It was just the right play. Was it done in a super cute way, yes! Jon was all of us pretending to be sleep when you didn’t want to be caught by your parents at night. So fake and so obvious, but so adorable.
Goodness, so much going on! I know. Take a moment (*Deep Breath*). You have some time to recover before the, what surely will be, epic season finale Sunday.
Catalina Combs is an aspiring film critic from California. She loves reading, writing, film, baking, music, drawing, traveling, Disney, and playing soccer. Her life usually revolves around all of these and her family. The oldest of six, Catalina tries to set a good example for her siblings. She graduated from Santa Clara University in 2010 with a BA in English Creative Writing and is pursuing an MA in Film. I also blog on WordPress and contribute to the website Examiner.com. Twitter- @tiggercraze | Facebook- Cat Combs | Instagram: @tiggercraze
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