It was NOT a nice day for a Red Wedding
I’ll say it again: if you haven’t yet seen Game Of Thrones Season 3, Episode 9 “The Rains Of Castamere” DO NOT READ THIS POST IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM.
So here we are, in the aftermath of one of the biggest televisual events of the year; an episode that has rocked millions of people across the globe in the pst two days. We are of course talking about Game Of Thrones – which we’ve talked about many times before – which has become one of the most anticipated series every week, and with good reason; its reported $6,000,000 budget per episode is well spent, and with a glorious cast translating author George R.R. Martin’s glorious A Song of Ice and Fire series, it’s hard not to fall in love with them.
Which is partly why last night’s episode “The Rains Of Castamere” was so utterly and brutally ruthless. If you thought the death of Lord Eddard “Ned” Stark at the tail end of season one was bad enough, then season three, episode nine was soul-rendingly cruel.
Not one, not two – not even three – but arguably four characters were grimly offed by a trifecta of deceit, cunning and cold-hearted efficiency. I’m pretty sure that Lords Lannister, Frey and Bolton are now more loathed than even Joffrey, the king of shit and bastardry.
Robb Stark, the people’s king; Queen Talisa Stark (nee Maegyr), his pregnant wife (say farewell to Ned Stark once again then; )Catelyn Stark, his stoic mother; and Grey Wind, his majestic direwolf. All dead. Gone. Stabbed, shot and/or had their throats opened. Holy fuck, right?
I, like many other book readers, knew what was coming. We’ve been waiting ever since the show started, or in my case, since the between seasons one and two, when I immediately went out and read all of the currently published books (of which there are five – GO READ THEM). The Red Wedding has made many of us lose our shit in a variety of ways, but it made it no less gauling for us; so to be witnessing it in all of its bloody glory, with no prior knowledge, must have been absolutely gut-wrenching.
And with so many witnessing it at the same time, as an international event more or less, the outcry on social networking sites has been astronomical. My own Facebook newsfeed was pretty heftily weighted towards it, but so great was the outcry on Twitter than some clever sod set up an account called “@redweddingtears” and started reposting the palpable anguish being poured out by thousands of viewers.
It’s a pretty entertaining read – these kinds of big reactions usually are – and hopefully the shared pain will help you get over your own loss of the will to live.