Wednesday, October 11, 2017


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When Netflix announced that it would not be renewing Sense8 for a third season, its small but devoted fanbase was distraught.  I never fully took to the show, but at worst, it was one of the most ambitious, visually stunning, and good-hearted failures I’ve ever seen.  There were things that Sense8 could do with its premise and passion and production budget that no other show could, and that’s part of what made it frustrating that it so frequently settled for being, as I tweeted awhile back, “Chick Tracts for progressives.” I don’t love the 140-character glibness of that assessment, so I wanted to elaborate on some of the ways I found that the show stumbled dramatically, by focusing on planting cultural flags instead of laying narrative track. Because while the show itself has been deceased for months now, I think the sort of indulgence it traffics in is becoming more commonplace.  And will continue to, barring some sea change in the way social media, hot takes, and increasing fan engagement with creators have been influencing TV and movies over the last however many years since I became a cranky old man that yells at clouds about kids and their internets.

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By the way, I'm aware of the irony of appearing on the
internet to criticize it, so don't bother pointing it out

Sense8 was beloved for its characters, and the attitudes of inclusivity and sex-positivity that it wears on its sleeve.  What it is not beloved for is its story, because frankly, the story kind of sucks, in ways it really didn’t have to.  It had the pieces for a solid sci-fi conspiracy plot, something more than serviceable enough to hang its bravura setpieces and grand thematic pronouncements on. The trouble is that Sense8 loved its characters too much to ever really challenge them, much less actually hurt them, and it turns out that is sort of essential for drama.  The premise is such that there are eight protagonists rather than one – the titular cluster of individuals from far-flung corners of the world that find they can step into each other’s minds and bodies.  It’s a cool concept, and one ripe for exploring the themes of discrimination and empathy and uncanny karaoke that the show wants to tackle.  But that premise also makes it difficult, if not impossible, to ever isolate any of the main characters, as they are literally never alone and even at their lowest points have constant access to a half dozen perfectly sympathetic ears.

Isolating the protagonist is an important part of drama, though, all the more so when it’s ultimately in service of themes about the importance of interpersonal connections.  There’s a reason why most fantasy, sci-fi and Disney heroes are orphans, and it’s the same reason why most detectives are loners and sitcom characters (assuming it’s not a family sitcom specifically) have only strained or distant relationships with their immediate families.  Starting the characters with a clean slate relationship-wise enhances our level of identification by having their emotional state more closely mirror our own lack of connection with their world beyond what we are seeing onscreen. This in turn makes what we’re watching feel more important.  Not only does the lack of a strong safety net, emotional or otherwise, heighten the dramatic stakes for the protagonist and our empathy by making them feel more vulnerable, it also allows for the building of that type of support network to function as a clear arc for the story as it progresses.  Underpinning that is the unspoken assuarance that the characters’ most important relationships are those that we as the audience are “participating” in.  Doesn’t the name Will And Grace imply that that particular relationship is the most important one to those two characters?  If Luke’s attachment to Uncle Owen and Aunt Beru remained stronger than his with Leia and Han, wouldn’t the drama of the Star Wars trilogy fall flatter?

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"I love-.."
"I have a dermatologist appointment at 2:15... I'll text you later, though." 

Given how the premise grants the protagonists such an extensive and immovable support network, Sense8 naturally resists the ability to create drama by limiting or threatening it.  That lack of isolation also serves to undercut the progressive themes it trumpets so loudly.  There is no shortage of dialogue telling us how empathy can triumph over the omnipresent forces of bigotry, but the sensate connection is a powerful conceit for showing that.  The importance of that connection would be heightened, dramatically and allegorically, if everywhere else they turned, the sensates were faced with opposition and hostility, leaving them only each other to rely upon.  Instead, everywhere they turn they are faced with…unconditional love and endless, selfless support.  And the forces of bigotry and corruption are rendered the flimsiest of paper tigers, triumphed over handily not just at the end of the series, or each season, or each episode, but essentially each and every scene.

If all the sensates had was each other, that would still be a hell of a lot more than a lot of people (if you have more than seven close friends, good for you!  You’re pretty much crushing this Life thing).  But each of the cluster also has their own little world of supporting characters around them.  Joseph Campbell and the rudiments of dramatic structure would dictate that they be ripped away or even forced into opposition with their prior world as they step into this new one.  But there is only the mildest of actual conflict between their new lives and old, because they all happen to be surrounded by a saintly smorgasbord of endlessly patient paragons of understanding.  This can be rather delightful on a scene by scene basis, but at the cost of neutering any overarching drama that might threaten to develop organically.

For instance, Nomi is a transgender hacker that goes on the run from The Man.  Exciting stuff!  Except The Man is basically one Keystone Kop, who never presents enough threat that she has to, say, leave town, or stop publicly attending family events with her astonishingly beautiful, intelligent, saintly and unflinchingly devoted girlfriend Amanita.  Their relationship is depicted as almost perversely healthy, constantly sickly-sweet, unfailingly supportive, and utterly romantically and sexually fulfilling at all times.  The big dramatic climax of the relationship is when Nomi decides to surprise propose, only for Nita to whip out her own surprise ring she had just bought, so marvelously in sync is this one soul in two bodies. 

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See, it's like The Gift Of The Magi, only with all the irony and melancholy and 
everything that made the story memorable replaced with unbridled exuberance.
I understand why the Wachowskis would feel a compelling need to portray a healthy trans relationship, and avoid the sort of storytelling tropes that have traditionally plagued Tragic Gays. But after a point, it's not even a love story. It's just two people in love.  And it renders Nita one of the most unbelievable parts of a show built around magic psychic kung fu masters. She comes off as a sort of manic pixie dream hacker, a collection of uniformly positive traits masquerading as an actual character, and the lack of anything to "fix" in her also-idealized partner removes even the standard Manic Pixie’s animating purpose. But fine, there is plenty of room to spin drama out of the non-romantic aspects of Nomi’s storyline instead, if the incessantly positive ethos of the show did not resist putting even external pressure on the characters or relationship.  Being on the run and branded and enemy of the state would seem to be kind of harrowing by default, but the pair also enjoy the selfless support of the lesbian community in San Francisco, which hides them from the half-assed federal dragnet.  And that of another brilliant hacker in Bug, who is a bit of a weirdo but also just super-duper stoked to have the opportunity to risk his life for these amazing sprites. And Nita’s intensely well-adjusted polyamorous parental collective, whenever they feel like visiting. 

The only holdout with any reservations about Nomi’s gender transition or outlaw lifestyle is her mother.  And she basically only serves to provide a contrast for her father to play off when he publicly declares his love and support of Nomi’s decision…in his first actual scene in the entire series.  To be clear, it’s the structure more than the content I take issue with here.  If this were the payoff to a longer thread with the father, that would be one thing and the moment may carry some weight. But the conflict is essentially resolved as soon as it is introduced, by everyone involved being just as nice and lovely as possible.  Which is the show's most consistent motif.

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Her sister, meanwhile, is just super happy to have her wedding interrupted
so her maid of honor's personal drama can upstage her.  Not even kidding.

And that’s just one of eight protagonists.  Lito also enjoys an intensely supportive, idealized throupling with his gorgeous, devoted boyfriend and gorgeous, devoted former beard.  His struggles with coming out are another area that would seem to be full of dramatic potential, but his mother immediately and whole-heartedly accepts him, once again resolving what could have been a messy emotional arc in the span of a single scene and in the cleanest, happiest way possible.  When his career as an action star is threatened by his outing, the show demonstrates a rare commitment in dedicating an entire episode to him comically moping before his pseudo-girlfriend makes a phone call and lands him the role of his arthouse comeback dreams.  The girl and boyfriend also have the briefest of flirtations with actual conflict when her parents and his students challenge their publicly nontraditional lifestyles. But to call these challengers flimsy strawmen would be to insult the structural soundness of the brave effigies that hang limply in fields across this great land.  If you think it takes more than a single scene for them to be righteously reprimanded and sent slinking away in shame, or that those scenes come as some sort of climax rather than like 20 minutes into a random middle episode, then I don’t think you’ve been reading this very closely.

Kala is unhappily married to the sweetest, kindest romantic obstacle ever created, who the show flirts with making interesting by having him running a corrupt corporation, only to spring the twist that surprise!  He’s actually been acting shady because he’s working undercover to de-corrupt it.  That her family is doting and only pressures her to stay in the arranged marriage in the most gentle and guileless way should go without saying at this point.  Sun’s brother betrays and imprisons her, but luckily she finds a fellow inmate who is willing to risk her life to save Sun’s, help her escape, and hook her up with another stranger who is also willing to hide her even when the police come looking for the famously violent escaped fugitive. That the officer chasing her promptly falls in love with her should also go without saying.  Sometimes people hold Capheus at gunpoint just to tell him how special and inspiring he is, not that he doesn’t have a loving mother and beautiful/intelligent/saintly love interest and fawning sidekick to do that already.  Wolfgang can’t even get his own fawning sidekick killed off when the show realizes it needs to shoot someone to up the stakes for a season’s climax, and even his supposed enemies in the underworld are extremely quick to fashion him a mighty king among men.  Will ostensibly makes a big sacrifice by addicting himself to heroin to block their enemies access to his mind, but he remains vital and lucid enough to clown those enemies at every turn, and his “recovery” is so perfunctory that this nominally hellish ordeal doubles as an amusingly enthusiastic ode to the wonders of skag.  And his own fawning sidekick is as quick as anyone to commit some moderate treason for a stranger who shows up claiming to be his friend’s new girlfriend.

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"No, really. He never mentioned me, but I'm from Canada Iceland, and we're in love."

It's not that any of these elements are individually terrible or indefensible.  There is a degree to which subverting common or expected dramatic tropes provides a welcome change of pace, and giving underrepresented communities heroes to root for is a laudable goal in itself.  And heck, maybe part of the reason the Wachowskis idealize everyone to such a degree is to make things inclusive enough to let even a basic straight white dude like me know that there is room for me to join the rocking karate-orgy party as a kick-ass ally.  If that was the idea, though, it didn’t work.  Instead of pulled in by the excitement, I found the relentless positivity to drain the story of weight, preventing any real investment in anything or anyone.  I can’t really feel Sun’s desperation at being imprisoned when she spends so much of her time “behind bars” attending exuberant raves, daring heists, blissful orgies, enormous outdoor festivals, and transcendent karaoke sessions.  Or Lito’s depression at losing his superstar status when his rock bottom still involves being invited to lead the biggest Pride parade in the world.  Chalk it up to overweening privilege perhaps, but I have trouble empathizing with the plight of an oppressed character when 50% their screentime is spent in ecstatic celebration.  

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The Christmas Special alone features a joyful communal orgy sequence, a
joyful communal birthday party sequence, a joyful communal Christmas
party sequence, and a joyful communal NYE party sequence. Not even kidding.

Having a happy ending for each of the members of the cluster would be one thing.  But a happy ending doesn’t mean much when it is a tag for a happy beginning and a happy middle.  Conflict is the lifeblood of drama, and by denying the characters genuine obstacles and faults and contradictions, it robs their story of meaning and power.  It becomes something more like representational pornography.  And hey, it’s not as though I’ve got anything against porn, or all of it needs to be for me specifically.  If you loved Sense8, or found its unrelenting optimism a balm in dark times, that's legitimately great. This is not to say “good riddance”, so much as bemoan that it never got the chance to get comfortable enough with itself to hit pause on celebrating its characters and start actually testing them.  If it didn’t have so many great performances and set pieces, if there wasn’t a really good show visible under all the treacle, it wouldn’t be frustrating enough for me to have belabored the points above at such length. 

And it’s certainly not the only example I could cite of this type of well-meant effort at positive representation sapping the drama from the big picture.  I could have done another whole version of this post focusing instead on how The Force Awakens does essentially the same thing with its new heroes, lionizing Rey and sanding off the edges of Finn and Poe to such an extent that they get to play the entire movie on Easy Mode.  It actually bothers me more in that case, where it feels more like an accident borne of the movie being so anxious at the prospect that we won’t like the new characters, or that the internet will cry misogyny if a single scene is allowed to play out without Rey forcibly asserting complete control over her situation.  It leads to a lot of the same issues, but I’ll take the Wachowskis’ evident and genuine enthusiasm for how awesome their characters are over that sweaty eagerness to please every day of the week. 

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To put a finer point on it, it's actually more like terror at
the possibility of ever displeasing, however briefly.

But I still think there’s a sense in which such fully idealized representation is settling for less.  To be perfect is to be, on some level, unreal.  Being an unfailingly virtuous paragon sounds good on paper, but in practice it comes off as phony, and that absolute worst narrative sin – boring.  They say perfect is the enemy of good, and that generally means that obsessing over correcting every minor defect in a thing will prevent it from ever actually getting out in the world.  But in terms of fictional characters, to be perfect is not a good thing at all.  Narratively, to be flawless is to be pointless.  A story doesn’t have to be nice to a character all the time to establish their worthiness as a person.  It only needs to take their struggles seriously.   

You don’t even have to leave Netflix to see that alternative in action.  Orange Is The New Black is not a perfect show by any means, but it has a sprawling, multiethnic cast featuring people of pretty much all sexual and gender orientations.  And because it is not as intent on idealizing them, the characters come off as something more than perfect:  human.  Flawed, funny, annoying, vindictive, generous, lazy and clever and stupid all at once.  Like actual people.  Their stories aren’t always uplifting, or sanitary, but the show’s conviction that they are worth telling anyway speaks more forcefully than all of Sense8’s shouting of positive slogans.  It may be absurd to rate fictional characters against each other in such terms, but Sophia Bursett feels like a much more real person than Nomi Marks.  Because the former has been through some shit, while the latter consistently skates right over it.  Likewise, Rogue One’s motley crew of oddballs and killers feels much more alive and “real” than TFA’s more forcibly friendly trio, and I relate to them more as a result.  The masses obviously don’t agree with me on that one, but that’s okay. 

What worries me, though, is that I could see the sensibilities at play here gaining rather than losing steam in the near future.  Because look, I’m aware that this could be read as so much bitching by a straight white dude about how he won’t stand for dem dar’ queerz and wimminz getting too big for their genre britches.  But what I really take issue with here is not the sentiment underpinning the depictions, but the impatience that mars the execution by refusing to even feint at the possibility of an unhappy outcome or vulnerable moment, for fear of scaring off the audience or provoking the dreaded hot take. The desperation to avoid criticism for less-than-perfect depictions of any particular demographic should become less acute with time, as having a lead who is not a white dude becomes more common and thus less fraught with import.  But the impatience of something like TFA paying such big dividends gives me pause, since as I said before that entire movie that lives in palpable terror of displeasing its audience for a single second. And audiences only seem to be getting more and more plugged in and loud and entitled when it comes to monitoring the creative process, talking to the creators, and at least in the case of Rick And Morty, harassing them as well as innocent employees of large corporations that try to capitalize on that audience’s loudness and entitlement.

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Rick And Morty fans, heal thyself

I don’t see that access changing any time soon, so I can only hope that going forward, artists become more adept at engaging with audiences without letting that noise steer the ship. Because in general, audiences are not to be trusted.  They are experts at determining what they like, but decidedly unexpert at discerning why they like it.  They responded JJ Abrams’ style because he’s the divorced dad who will feed them ice cream for breakfast - the ice cream in this metaphor being an entire trilogy worth of payoffs delivered in a single movie, without the proper set up or any real room for the hero to grow moving forward. If you ask the kids, they'll tell you they only want to eat ice cream, because it's their favorite, and their dumb, soft brains don't realize how unsustainable that is as a lifestyle.  They don’t understand how much the structure and vegetables that mom forces on them during the week allow them to appreciate those sweet treats all the more.  Good storytellers understand that, and they accordingly design narratives to have long and significant valleys, rather than just leap from peak to peak to peak.  Hopefully Rian Johnson can be that mom for Star Wars, introducing some structure and discipline to the characters Abrams spoiled in his eagerness to please.  Maybe he’ll find something actually interesting for the terrific actors TFA assembled to play, instead of just being amazing and winsome in each and every moment.  Because you can’t have ice cream for every meal, no matter what Sense8 would have you believe.

Tuesday, August 29, 2017


The overriding issue for Game Of Thrones this year has been pacing.  I would not say that GOT has ever been a “slow” show, outside of perhaps the first couple episodes of the entire series.  This is largely because since it got going, it has functioned less like a TV show than five interlocking shows running on top of and around each other.  So any given episode, you might have the Dany show slowed to a crawl, and the Arya and Theon shows wandering in circles, but you still have the Sam show chugging along and the Jaime and Brienne show racing forward, and the Stannis show plummeting to a sudden end, and hey, remember when this was the Ned show?  Or when there was a Cat and Robb show to counterbalance the dips into the horror anthologies around Joffrey or Ramsay?

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"What do you mean, he just ran back to Eastwatch?"

The sprawl of the show meant the pace was always variable, even within an episode, but once the series got going that quickly became an asset.  Part of the show’s famed unpredictability came from the unusual ruthlessness the source material brought to its genre, represented by things like Ned’s death and the Red Wedding.  But an equally important part was that even if you had internalized that none of the storylines were going to end happily, you never knew which was going to idle and which one would leap forward in a given week.  There has been much talk about how the GOT has begun to feel more “like a TV show” since last year, and it certainly has.  But this has mostly been discussed in the faintly snobby sense of the series leaving behind the literary pedigree of the source material and the showrunners being unable to do anything but speed things up while dumbing them down, like the lowly TV hacks they are.  I cut them a bit more slack, however, because for one thing, while they are "off book", they are not making this all up on their own.  They're still beholden to the major plot beats provided by Martin, and if there were neat and clear paths to take those beats from points A and B to Y and Z, then he probably wouldn’t have spent the 6 years since the publication of the last book puzzling over it himself.  But also, as I have intimated before, there comes a point when the series has to stop spinning its countless threads outward, and start weaving them together, to bring all five of those interlocking shows to a single cohesive conclusion.  When I say season 7 has felt more like a TV show than ever before, I don’t mean as opposed to feeling like a book.  I mean it feels like a show, rather than five shows.

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Which is not to say that the season always managed this transition elegantly.   Whatever larger narrative concerns dictated the basic beats of last episode’s action beyond the Wall, there was no need for the logistics of Gendry’s run and Dany’s save to be so nonsensical.  And while I’m sure there are vagaries of production that justify why shortened seasons of 6 or 7 extended episodes would be preferable to standard 10 episode seasons of normal length, it does seem like the latter would have alleviated some of the most sore of those logistical thumbs.  The accelerated pace may be a necessity, but it is a double-edged sword. It contributes directly to the stunning moments that made the 1-2 punch of “The Queen’s Justice” and “The Spoils Of War” two of the best hours the show has ever done, and just as directly to following them with two of the worst in “Eastwatch” and “Beyond The Wall”.  Thankfully, “The Dragon And The Wolf” is closer to the former than the latter.
Turns out, I had Cersei pegged correctly in that she would never seriously contemplate a truce, but I was wrong in that I assumed this dead sprint of a season would dictate that she would spring her trap immediately.  There is a way this should be frustrating; after all, this episode quickly put all the pieces in place to give us a melee with Jon, Brienne, the Hound, the Mountain, Jorah, Jaime, and Bronn and Euron, all going at it in the middle of a ring of dragonfire.  Just the series of glances and eyefucks that takes place when Cersei’s entourage enters gets all kinds of juices flowing – the Hound and the Mountain, Jaime and Briene, Cersei and Tyrion, Theon and Euron.  There seems to be twenty different fuses attached to this powderkeg, such that when it all ends without a single crossed sword or flambeed building it would be easy to be disappointed.  But the series has always thrived on people discussing violence as much as committing it, and by the end of the summit, the more immediately deflating thing is that in all this talking neither Varys nor Davos got a word in edgewise (for the eagle-eyed, Varys at least gets some wonderful pursing and shrugging in the background of Bronn’s speech about taking care of himself). 

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But pretty much every bit of what we did get in the Dragonpit was spot on, starting with Cersei’s wonderfully passive-aggressive choice of it as venue – a crumbling monument to the decline of Targaryen power, not lost on Dany as she laments what it would take to Make Westeros Exceptional Again.  Even before we arrive there, we’ve gotten the spectacle of the Unsullied playing straight men in the Dothraki Screamer Stunt Spectacular!, which in turn brings out the cock philosopher in Bronn, who also gets to briefly pal around again with both Tyrion and Pod.  And The Hound has a friendly chat (okay, only friendly by his standards, but considering those standards and their last meeting, very friendly indeed) with Brienne and face-off with what’s left of The Mountain. He gets in some choice insults about being the handsome brother, and making intriguing intimations about a mysterious someone he should be afraid of.  In any case, the meeting finally gets started after Dany makes her now-rote entrance with Drogon (who, diminishing dramatic returns aside, has been aging better than Maris Tomei in terms of effects work).  Or rather, it almost does, but Euron steps in to threaten Theon.  He was clearly just waiting for someone to start talking specifically so he could interrupt, because he’s an overcompensating douche, and apparently Westeros is still a few centuries away from inventing that idiotic thing Trump does where he tries to yank handshakes into his personal space by surprise.

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You can just hear the guy thinking "Christ, how did this
guy's dick get so small it became my problem?"
Anyway, once the talks have fallen apart , it becomes Tyrion’s job to go to Cersei alone and convince her to change her mind, because of course Cersei will only listen to the member of the entourage she despise on the most personal of level. This is the latest in a series of “solutions” that don’t make sense on their face, but we just have to pretend they do in order to set up the next scene.  But I can do that rather gladly when it allows Peter Dinklage and Lena Headey to square off for the first time in three years, laying their recriminations and regrets bare as they rehash the devastation their family has endured since “winning” the War Of Five Kings.  Well, maybe bare isn’t precisely the right word in her case, but Lena Headey has become so adept at letting the genuine wounds seep through the tiny cracks in Cersei’s armor that abandoning her claim that Tyrion actually killed Joffrey without ever acknowledging it directly still reads like a milestone by omission.  And it turns out it’s actually Cersei herself doing the acting in this case, as she later reveals that regardless of how many true emotions bled through, the whole thing was a song and dance to buy time for Euron to go fetch a fresh army from Essos.  This is what makes her such a great character and villain; she is dangerous precisely because she has such huge blind spots when it comes to her self-perception, but she is aware enough of how others perceive her to know that she has to play very hard to get for their to be a chance of anyone buying it.

They do buy it, at least to an extent, if only because the show and characters have both placed themselves in a position where they kind of have to.  Jaime may be the only one who believes it entirely, but as his sister points out he has always been the stupidest Lannister.  The final separation between the twins has been a long time coming, and while I assumed it would come I also thought it would be more immediately fatal.  Having Jaime ride north alone, after Cersei balks at ordering the Mountain to murder a brother for the second time in the hour, is faintly disappointing in that it strands my single favorite performer on the show in King’s Landing with no one but Qyburn and maybe Mark Gatiss to play off.  But it’s even more exciting because it gives Nicolaj Coster-Waldau, one of the other very best performers on the show, a whole slew of new characters to play off, many of who have every reason to want him dead. 

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And one who will just be having none of his sass, mister.

But where siblings are splintering in King’s Landing, they are coming together at Winterfell, in spite of Littlefinger’s best laid plans.  The Winterfell plotline has also been the victim of plot compression this year, although the payoff was better served by it than the set up. Even as someone who spent the last couple weeks insisting Littlefinger’s scheme would end precisely as it did, the show and Sophie Turner play things just aloof enough to have given me the odd moment’s pause before that extremely satisfying turn where Sansa reveals who is on trial.  And that turn is particularly well set up by Littlefinger’s last scene counseling Sansa, where he overplays his hand by telling her about the “game” of assuming the worst of everyone’s motives and seeing how well their behavior matches up.  It’s actually a fairly good exercise as far as tactics go, but not something that, as a pimp, you should be encouraging a girl to try as you’re trying to run pimp game on them.

And when Sansa does try it out, it crystallizes two things she already knew.  One, Arya didn’t come there to displace her as Lady Of Winterfell, because of course she didn't.  And two, this precisely what Littlefinger has always been: a slimy pimp.  In the literal sense, yes, we've always known he kept brothels. But it's also in the specific ways he tries to psychologically undermine the women he wants to possess. The trial scene gives a succinct rundown of many of his crimes, for the benefit of the Northmen and Vale knights and also those at home that didn’t follow all of them exactly when they were revealed (often separately from his motives for committing them), but the bit that is hit hardest is this:  he played sisters against each other to isolate them and make them more dependent on him.  He did it with Cat and her sister, and now he is trying to do the same to her daughters.  Of course, he did in fact protect Sansa at times, when it suited him, the way a pimp may sometimes protect his charges from unruly customers or the law.  But when they exercise independence, or are no longer useful to him, he doesn’t hesitate to hurt them. 

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I tried thinking of the worst reason a man could
have to dress this way.  I do not recommend it. 
But he taught Sansa too well, and you can see him realize exactly how bad he fucked up the moment Sansa starts parroting his lines about the game back to him.  Aiden Gillen’s performance has verged on self-parody for years, but his final, sniveling turn is terrific and makes it especially gratifying, as do the various callbacks to seasons past, and the dagger he used in his most roundabout bit of scheming being the one to snuff him out.  But my favorite bit is how the whole set up, with the knights of the Vale turning on him when he thought they were there to contain his rival, subtly mirrors his betrayal of Ned in the throne room.  It strongly underlines the dynamic of Littlefinger finding the North too rigid for his games as an inversion of Ned finding no purchase for his stolid honor in the South, without belaboring it.   

The scene works well, but not as well as it could.  The problems with it are not within the finale, but in the lead up. The seeds for the conflict between Arya and Sansa are definitely there, but the frantic pace of the season didn’t give them the time and narrative fertilizer to properly sprout. The sister’s one-on-one last week was on the right track, reigniting the old differences and mistrust between the sisters in a way that had an internal logic to it, but it was too sudden and total to feel organic. Having Arya flat-out threatening to cut her only sister’s face off was probably always going to be a bridge too far. But even one more scene of Sansa being interrogated about her dependence on Littlefinger could have gone a long way, and maybe pushed her to a place where she could plausibly find herself defending him.  Because while all the Stark kids have suffered greatly on their journeys, those trials have left the other two weird in a way that Sansa isn't.  They nodded at this with the discovery of Arya’s faces, but she and Bran's magical nature could have been more grounds for estrangement from Sansa and her earthbound struggles.  Imagine, if you will, the three of them back in the godswood, picking over all the sketchiest parts of Baelish’s plans, only for her to snap at them: “How dare you judge how I survived?  You think you had it so hard, but you were both free, and had wizards and wolves and Hounds and killers who change faces to protect you.  I was trapped in the lion’s den, and all I had was him.”

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There is admittedly a problem with even that (eminently excellent) fanwank, though:  Bran.  His apparent omnipotence can render so much conflict moot that the show is compelled to just ignore him  90% of the time.  Even if there is a bit of a logical limitation to his power implied in that he has to know what he is looking for in the past in order to find it, his powers kind of put lie to Tyrion’s assertion that “there is no conversation that will erase the last 50 years.”  If Bran is part of that conversation, a whole lot of controversy can be put to bed.  In the books, I believe his seer powers are more specifically tied to weirwood trees, so even just establishing that he has to touch one to look back in time would be something.  It would mean that at least his infinite and instantaneous search engine doesn’t have a wireless connection, and so he can’t just be solving every potential dispute instantly and infallibly as they arise.  As it is, it comes off like the only reason he doesn’t resolve his sisters nearly-murderous spat earlier is general disinterest.  And while I understand he’s kind of obsessed with the whole White Walker issue, there's been no indication he's been doing anything proactive on that front this whole time.

But the Night King is done sitting on his heels, now preferring to sit on a zombie dragon. So Bran is not going to be able to kick back in his sativa haze much longer.  We, however, are going to be waiting quite awhile, possibly even until 2019 if recent scuttlebutt is to be believed.  That is way longer than I want to wait, but given how much of this season seemed like it had been undercooked at the script stage, I’d rather they hold it back as long as is needed to make sure the final finale is baked to perfection.  All five of them.

So, is it 2019 yet?

  • Winter falling on King’s Landing was just beautiful. 
  • Zombie dragon looks awfully imposing, and I like how they seemed to animate him flying faster than the living dragons ever have but…shouldn't he just fall apart at the first prick of dragonglass, like all the other wights and Walkers?
  • The effects work on the dragons gets a lot of praise, but the wight they dismember in broad daylight, with no dark or snow to hide it, is as good as any of the zombie effects have ever been. 
  • Speaking of that wight, it made for a dramatic moment, but come on, Mountain.  You really just let that snarling beast get within inches of Cersei?  Queensguard my zombiebutt.
  • My one gripe is, designwise, is how pretty much everyone in King’s Landing (Jorah, Brienne, Euron, the Hound, Bronn, Cersei, Missandei, Varys, the Mountain, Tyrion, Qyburn, Jon) is wearing deep blacks.  Only Jaime has any color, and it’s the darker crimson armor he’s been wearing the last year.  Having them visually distinguished would have both looked more interesting, but also emphasized what a hodgepodge of motives and allegiances have been brought together.  
  • Little bit I love:  Headey’s performance-within-a-performance when she is “agreeing” to the alliance.  She laces just enough real bitterness in when she says she expects them to forget her magnaminity the moment the dead are defeated that even I bought for a second that she was being sincere.
  • Littler bit I love: Yohn Royce hasn’t gotten much to do this…ever, but the actor makes the most of the three words of dialogue he gets. 
  • Littlest bit I love:  “It appears Tyrion’s assessment was correct:  we’re fucked.”  (Dany smiles) (20 minutes later, they be fuckin’)
  • Oh right, Dany and Jon knock boots after it is definitively confirmed that he is her nephew and technically in front of her in line for the Iron Throne.  For whatever reason, I can’t muster up the enthusiasm that other fans have for this whole deal.  First Jon’s parentage, then their hook up, and now his legitimacy have been fait accompli among fans for long enough that by the time the show gets to it, I just kind of shrug.  With the romance, I like Dany and especially Jon fine enough on their own, but I don’t get enough spark out of them as a pairing to get worked up about the implications either way.  And in terms of the line of succession, they have established that dragons and armies trump bloodlines so thoroughly that it seems like something I expect to become important because the show says it is, not because it feels like it has be.   I’m much more intrigued by who the Mountain has coming for him.
  • Speaking of that, I am preparing myself for the possibility that he just means something more abstract, like fire (to pay back Sandor’s disfigurement in kind) or “the Stranger” (being the sort of Grim Reaper of the Westerosi pantheon), because I can’t think of anyone besides himself that is still alive and could resurface at such a late hour to be a more satisfying deliverer of comeuppance.  Arya maybe, but The Mountain certainly hasn’t “always known” she was coming. 
  • Solid episode construction:  Having the scene follow Littlefinger’s execution lends subtle credence to Cersei’s threat to have Jaime killed when he is abandoning her, as it subtly suggests an even bigger climax to come than the season’s “biggest” death. 

Season Morghulis:  House Frey, Obara Sand, Nymeria Sand, Tyene Sand, Ellaria San, Olenna Tyrell, Randyll Tarly, Dickon Tarly, Thoros Of Myr, Viserion, Benjen Stark, Littlefinger