I will admit it: I was a “Never Throner” until November 2018. But never say never, right? When winter came to my household and semi-hibernation season began, I joined the ranks of Game of Thrones viewers, binge-watching the first seven seasons in about five months’ time. Like everyone else, I eagerly awaited Season 8.
I didn’t hate Season 8 enough to rage-tweet about it, as many viewers did, but it did seem to fall flat. People complained that character arcs that had been building for years were suddenly abandoned. But it’s probably more accurate to say that the character arcs stopped midair, much like Arya in Season 8, Episode 3. Or perhaps that the writing was killed and then reanimated as a wight, stumbling along through the snow, a cold and soulless version of what it once was.