OH, SISTER, I JUST WANT TO BE YOUR FRIEND: I'm not the person to give Game of Thrones the full recap treatment; thank goodness for Sepinwall. I'm not a fan of the fantasy genre, not even of the Rings movies, but on the recommendation of The Critics We Like and Mr. Spaceman I did sample the HBO premiere last night and I'm going to try to stick with it for a bit. If you're a fan of Boobies and Beheadings, oh boy is this your show, and if you're a fan of Lots and Lots of Exposition even more so.
I'm still in the "now who was that again?" mode, so the HBO guide helps me not refer to Jaime as "the guy who looks like Aaron Eckhart" who's responsible for this post's title. (Less helpful: the Salon guide, which I didn't realize just how much it was spoiling until the end of this episode fell.) But there's enough plot and intrigue to have me interested in more, if not quite craving more the way I was right away with The Sopranos or Rome. My track record of sticking with HBO shows is not the best, so we'll see if I'll be speaking Dothraki in due course or not.
[As Alan suggests, our spoiler policy is this: don't talk about plots from later in the books.]
