Game of Thrones
Season 8
So we all know that season 8 of Game of Thrones sucked but some people (Stark fans) boil the fan revolt down to Dany fans being bitter. Just to be clear I am bitter but that doesn’t change the fact that the rest of the characters and story went through some serious assassination.
Let’s start with the fan favorites…Arya. Arya killing the Nightking was extremely badass and truly awesome, however that was 3 episodes in and she was then rendered completely irrelevant. After Dany burns Kings Landing, Arya walks through the damage and she meets a white horse. And that scene led absolutely nowhere. We used Arya’s face changing abilities once and never again. Her ending was trash.
Jon Snow. Jon really really should have stayed dead. He was useless from the second he was resurrected to the second he went off screen. 90% of his dialogue for season 8 was “she’s my queen” and then he ends up killing her. It just didn’t make any sense and then they went ahead and wasted his set up as well. The entire point of his last arc was that he had a claim to the throne and then he just got “exiled”. Also everyone got so excited to name him king of the north, he saw the Nightking resurrect the dead and he decided the best place for the helpless people was the crypts…great leadership skills truly. His ending was trash.
Sansa. Okay I’m going to get so much shit for this and I genuinely don’t care. Sansa had a means to defend her people during the battle of the Nightking and she hid behind a pillar while her subjects were being murdered and then we made her queen of the north…please explain that to me. Also has 0 leadership skills. Her ending was trash.
Tyrion. They made him so stupid. Most loved as one of the smartest characters on the show he simply lost all of his tactical brilliance and also all of his common sense. Gave Dany terrible advice, and was super extra useless come the final season.
Jamie. Now this is the one that actually pissed most people off the most because Jamie had this beautiful, incredible, hard earned redemption arc and that was all thrown right in the trash. After spending so much time making up for being a Lannister, falling in love with Brienne and helping the North HE GOES BACK TO CERSEI. His ending was trash.
Danaerys. The love of my life spent 7 seasons freeing slaves and making the general public fall in love with her. In season 8 she is reduced to her ovaries. Now my girl was never brilliant but she wasn’t fucking stupid. So if she’s flying on one of her dragons and she sees the only thing on the planet that can kill one of her dragons, ya know the weapon that can’t turn or rotate, THATS MADE OF WOOD, in what world wouldn’t she just fly up and burn it from behind. There is no possible scenario where she would continue flying low enough for the damn thing to kill her baby. Lets just go with the idea that she was going to be the mad queen (even though this was not set up whatsoever and it was in fact very clearly set up that she was to be the antithesis of her father. I’ve got book evidence too don’t fuck with me) the way it happened was so unbearably poorly written. If she had to die it should have been at the hands of Arya dressed as Greyworm but here we are. Her ending was trash.
Cersei. One of the great things about this show is that the best villains met the best endings. Joffrey gets his throat burned out, Ramsey gets fed to his dogs, and Cersei gets killed by all of 2 bricks. Literally Tyrion moves a single brick off her face to reveal perfectly intact makeup. Her ending was trash.
Bran. Bran the Broken was off screen for an entire fucking season and he is king of the 6 kingdoms, AFTER he says he can’t be a lord because he’s the three eyed raven. His ending was trash.
Yara Greyjoy. She’s sitting in this goddamn council meeting while Sansa secedes the north and you’re telling me she wouldn’t have done the same thing for the Iron Islands??? Mkay, her ending was trash.
Sam. This boy was covered in so much plot armor I'm surprised he wasn’t made king of the goddamn six kingdoms. There was no reason, or possibility that he made it out of the battle with the Nightking…none. He should have died, the stakes on that fight were so low. His ending was trash.
Yes I am bitter about Dany’s ending but season 8 was a feat of truly terrible writing. Murdering one of the most popular shows of all time took an extreme lack of skill, common sense and brain cells.
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