The premiere of Season 7 of “Game of Thrones” was damned good … enough for me to give it a 9 out of 10. (You know you’re enjoying a TV show when you are riveted to the screen.)
The dialogue and character development for this show is always first-rate, and the acting often is. Last night was no exception — the exchange between Littlefinger (Aidan Gillen) and Sansa Stark (Sophie Turner), for example, was priceless.
The glimpse of The Night King’s wight army, however brief, should please any horror fan. I watch a lot of horror movies, and I’m a tough fan to please. Yet I am still surprised at how this fantasy show continues to succeed in scaring me. It’s impressive. If the leaked script for Season 7 is accurate, then the bad guys in the final episode ought to be damned frightening.
I will reiterate a very minor longstanding quibble that I have had with “Game of Thrones” as someone who has not read the books. This story seems to attach tremendous dramatic emphasis to the movement and arrival of groups of people. I do understand the need for this, and its appeal — the logistics are part of George R.R. Martin’s world-building, and they bring detail and a sense of realism. There are times, however, when I feel like Daenerys’ defining character trait is that she … goes places. (Look! Now her army is here!)
I won’t say much more for fear of spoilers — this is a show where even mentioning a character’s name can suggest a chapter in his or her character arc. (I will say that I loved the opening segment, even if I was understandably puzzled at first.)
This is great TV.