Before the last week of May, I was one of the rare people on the planet who had not seen a single episode of Game of Thrones. Not one. I was aware of the show, obviously. I could name every character and actor, due to the show’s juggernaut success and impact on pop culture.
That was about to change.
One morning while sick I noticed that Sky Boxsets had every single season available on demand, and said “Screw it. Let’s do this.”. I armed myself with copious amounts of tea and chocolate, and decided that I would watch this whole show within four days. Yup. Eight seasons. Four Days.
Season One was a whole new world for me. I discovered my favourite characters pretty early on in the first few episodes (Arya, Robb, and Daenerys ftw) and devoured this fantastical fictional world that I had somehow entirely missed out on.
As the seasons progressed I found myself becoming more and more immersed within the stories. I had my heart ripped out at the red wedding. I cried for Dany’s dragons. I got way too attached to the adorableness of Sam and Gilly. Basically, I did a LOT of crying over those four days of binge watching. I also found my list of favourite characters evolving to include Jon, Tyrion, and Sansa. And I mean hey, only two of my favourite characters were dead by the end of the series. That’s pretty decent by Game of Thrones standards, right?
Even the characters that I wasn’t as fond of, I enjoyed watching them evolve as complex people. Cersei in particular. I also found myself screaming at the tv multiple times, and I’m sure my neighbours heard a loud cry of “WHY WON’T HE DIE ALREADY?!” every time Joffrey appeared on the screen. It’s safe to say that I became a bit too invested during my watch, which was probably not helped by the fact that I only slept for a few hours over those whole four days.
It was a lot to take in in four days, and by the time I finished the final episode, I felt as though I had just stepped off of the world’s longest rollercoaster. I’m planning on rewatching the entire series much more slowly in the winter, just to grasp anything I may have missed.
As cheesy as it is to say about the world’s most popular tv show, that long weekend of binge-watching Game of Thrones changed my life. It gave me a new obsession (I’m currently reading the books. I’m on A Clash of Kings as I write this.) which has served as a distraction from the hard times I’ve gone through within the last month or so. In fact, it has been a month today since I lost my dog Dunstan, and even writing this post and reflecting on those four days has been a nice distraction from my sadness today.
If you would like to read my exact thoughts in real time as I was watching Game of Thrones, you can find a thread of live tweets HERE.
Are you a Game of Thrones fan? Tell me why down in the comments!