Although it doesn't feel like it, it's supposed to be Spring soon. Really, it is. Any day now.
While we're all waiting for the warm weather we were promised by the groundhog, I'm going to be holed up in my house trying to finish A Storm of Swords, the third installment in George R.R. Martin's A Song of Ice and Fire series of fantasy epics, before Sunday evening.
Why Sunday evening? Well, Sunday evening is the moment we've all been waiting for - when the popular HBO adaptation of these books, Game of Thrones, returns to our screens/devices at long last.
Being somewhat of a fantasy geek myself, maybe my opinion is skewed, but it seems to me that Game of Thrones is insanely popular for what is, essentially, a fantasy/sci fi show. I suppose this is because it doesn't resemble Star Trek so much as it resembles what would happen if Lord of the Rings and The Sopranos had a baby.
Much has been said about Peter Dinklage's turn as the dwarf Tyrion, scion of a powerful family. Wonderful though his performance is, he is but one member of an impressively talented cast, many of whom are well-known dramatic actors from the other side of the pond.
Iain Glen and Rose Leslie are both veterans of Downton Abbey, while Emilia Clarke is currently starring in Breakfast at Tiffany's on Broadway. Charles Dance also has a prominent role as the head of the richest clan in the kingdom.
Less is said about the acting prowess of the younger generation, although they are also quite impressive. Especially Sophie Turner as Sansa Stark, who is learning to navigate the shark-infested (metaphorically speaking) waters of court, and Maisie Williams as Arya Stark, Sansa's wild little sister who would rather cut off someone's head than play mind games.
And of course Jack Gleeson's young King Joffrey Baratheon. The epitome of a spoiled brat with too much power, Gleeson's performance inspires the desire to slap the impotent little king every time he's on screen. Which of course is exactly how the character should be played.
I've been trying to re-read the series for a year now, but I'm really trying to kick my reading speed into high gear so that I can stay ahead of the show. My husband has not read the books, which makes our conversations while watching the show oh so much fun.
During one of the last episodes of season 2:
JF: "Please tell me Theon Greyjoy dies a horrible death."
Me: "Umm...well...I guarantee you'll be satisfied, but...you'll change your mind."
Me: "Just watch the show."
I have about 400 pages to go. While this isn't an impossible task - I read the final 4 Harry Potter books each in one sitting once upon a time - I might find it more difficult than usual. It is Easter weekend after all, and although it feels like we've suddenly been transported north of the Wall, holidays and family obligations wait for no one.