Well, damn. I step away for one measly week and they bring out the dragon and the Dothraki. I mean, really, how could they top that action this week now that I’m back? Well, they couldn’t, but who needs action when you’ve got stupid Gilly inadvertently opening up a ginormous can of worms?? Let’s get to it.
JIM: We pick up right where we left off last week, or at least a couple hundred yards downriver from last week, as Bronn and Jaime resurface, unburnt. Ooh, are they both secret Targaryens too? Listen to me, cunt, they are not. What? Bronn said it first. Anyway, Bronn informs Jaime he’s audi when the dragons attack King’s Landing, while Jaime dreadfully contemplates his duty to inform Cersei about what went down. The look on Jaime’s face when he said “That was only one of them. She has two more” was outstanding. Meanwhile, Tyrion warily surveys the absolute carnage from the battle site while Dany demands some old-fashioned knee bending from what remains of the Lannister troops. While most comply, mean-muggin’ Randyll Tarly and his normally flaccid son Dickon offer stiff resistance. Not having any of Dickon’s sudden hardness, Dany orders a Tarly flambe and knocks Father of the Year and his Dickon in the dirt.Continue reading →
Whew! What a week, huh y’all? So crazy that our pal and fellow writer Jim had to bow out because he just couldn’t handle the intensity. Just kidding, he’s off on the film festival circuit, (can we call it that?) supporting his short horror film The Head. Check it out if you have the chance!
Since he’s abandoned us, Es and I will be doing less of a round table and more of an across the table; it’s an A and B conversation, that we’d like you to C your way into, so join us, after the jump… Continue reading →