Hard to believe we’re coming up on the tenth anniversary of Game of Thrones’ premiere on April 17, 2011. I can still remember when Thrones reigned over pop culture, and I used to spend my Sunday nights staying up until two in the morning trying to craft the perfect recap of each episode. I kind of agree with the many people who have said Game of Thrones was the last television show to dominate the conversation, before everything became fragmented into a hundred streaming services and countless niche options.
Like a few other pop-culture behemoths, Game of Thrones cast a huge shadow and spawned many would-be imitators. The Marvel Cinematic Universe led to a dozen copycat “cinematic universes”; Lost spawned a ton of TV shows that went down endless cryptic rabbit holes; The Dark Knight cursed us with a decade of “chaotic-evil dude who has magic blow-everything-up powers and gets caught on purpose” movies. The thing is, people always take the wrong lesson from these successes—they focus on the froth rather than the churn, the tip rather than the iceberg, and what a popular thing turned into over time, rather than what made it popular in the first place.
Here are seven of the wrong lessons that everyone learned from the phenomenal success of Game of Thrones—one for each of the Seven Kingdoms. (I miss writing listicles, can you tell?)
Warning: spoilers for Game of Thrones ahead. If you’re in the sliver in the Venn diagram of “care about Game of Thrones”/“haven’t watched Game of Thrones,” you might wanna stop reading now.
If you actually go back and watch the first episode of Thrones, you’ll be startled by how friendly and cheerful a lot of it is. People smile. Ned and Catelyn show affection toward their children, and Tyrion and Jaime seem to love each other and to be kind of joyful. Sure, Bran gets defenestrated by the incest twins, but there’s a lot of sweetness as well. Just watch this clip if you don’t believe me:
I don’t think this show would have been beloved if the first episode had been nonstop mutilation, sexual assault, scowling and growling.
Superficially, Tyrion Lannister might appear to fit in with the “smartest man in the room” archetype, as made famous by House, Sherlock and certain Doctors on Doctor Who. And I think that the widespread love of Peter Dinklage’s fantastic performance as Tyrion helped give this already-popular trope a new lease on life.
Except that when you scratch the surface, Tyrion is lovable because he’s frequently one step behind his enemies, and wrong more often than right. Season one of Thrones features Tyrion blundering from one bad situation to another, without much of a clue, and he survives by luck as much as cunning. His best moments in season one are ones in which he acts recklessly, slapping Prince Joffrey and joking about turtle soup in front of people who already want to execute him.
And when Tyrion sets his mind to playing politics, he’s never particularly good at it. As Hand of the King, he’s mostly a disaster—he doesn’t work well with the king he’s supposed to be serving, and he wastes all his energy feuding with Cersei and trying to figure out whether he can trust the Grand Maester or Varys or Littlefinger. (News flash: he can’t trust any of them.) His big brainwave, sending Myrcella away for her own safety, results in Myrcella’s utterly predictable death. When Tyrion becomes Daenerys’ Hand and starts giving her terrible advice, it’s a continuation of his previous track record. *
Nobody loved Tyrion because he was smarter than everybody else, but because he was funny and entertaining and obnoxious in a good way, and he wore his broken heart on his sleeve.
Call it the new virgin/whore dichotomy. Ladies can be an Arya or a Sansa—either a sword-wielding murder-vixen, or a naive, weak pawn who gets used and mistreated (until maybe she learns some realpolitik after seven or eight years.) You can also be a ruthless bloodthirsty schemer, like Cersei, which I’d put on the “badass” side of the badass/victim dichototmy—or you can start out as a victim and quickly become a badass, like Daenerys.
Thing is, people seem to forget about one of the best female characters in those early seasons: Catelyn Stark, who is a lot more complex than either of those options can contain. She’s capable of intense ruthlessness, but she also uses mercy strategically, like when she releases Jaime Lannister against Robb’s wishes. Also, I have a huge soft spot for Ros, the sex worker/spy who gets a lot of great moments despite having one of the worst and most exploitative deaths in the show.
Also, Cersei, Arya and Daenerys have a lot of nuance in those early seasons—my favorite scene in season one is where Cersei and King Robert process their relationship and they both seem sad about how things turned out. Daenerys has a complicated romance with Drogo. And Arya is at the mercy of baddies, almost as much as Sansa, after Ned Stark dies.
This kind of goes with the stuff about nastiness and the smartest dude in the room, but it’s worth discussing separately. People who only remember the last few seasons of GoT are probably left with the impression that the show’s characters are either hopelessly naive, or somewhere on the spectrum between rotten and awful. But the slogan about “winter is coming” was always a warning that at a certain point, harsh conditions will force people to make horrifying choices—even without a zombie army and a despotic incest-loving queen.
When winter hasn’t arrived yet, you can still be kind, forgiving and generous.
And a lot of the appeal of the early seasons of Thrones is watching decent people try hard to make things better, and in some cases succeed. I bad-mouthed Tyrion, but he does succeed in rooting out some of the corruption in King’s Landing. Daenerys does accomplish some good things, in between her lapses into white savior-hood. And Ned Stark’s death hits so hard because he’s a genuinely good man, who’s shrewd except when he’s placed in a context where he doesn’t fully understand the rules.
If good people never succeeded in doing justice, Game of Thrones wouldn’t have been nearly as addictive (or as good) as it was for most of its run.
One of the things that I love about George R.R. Martin’s books is how profoundly anti-war they are, and how many ways they drive home the notion that battles over power, even with the best intentions, are almost never worth shedding the blood of ordinary people. I’m sad the TV show never found time for great moments like the Barefoot Septon speech, but it still dramatized the utter garbage-ness of war in many ways.
The show eventually became famous for its elaborate, brilliantly-staged battle scenes, whose sheer hugeness made war seem thrilling. But I’m partial to the first couple of seasons, in which budgetary restrictions meant that battles were shot with a narrower focus that conveyed just how bewildering and upsetting it is to be in the middle of a melee. Think Tyrion cowering while swords and arrows whoosh all around him.
Remember how the first episode of Game of Thrones starts with a long text crawl that explains all about the Seven Kingdoms and Robert’s Rebellion and the difference between King Aegon the Usurper, King Aegon the Unworthy, and King Aegon the Unlikely? Me neither.
Game of Thrones hooked us with its characters, who largely belonged to a few families and (apart from Daenerys) all started out gathered in one place. Then slowly, carefully, it started unspooling all of the excessively fancy world that Martin had created. Plus, all of that backstory was interesting because it mattered—it informed the current events in a way that was compelling, rather than just being pointless ornamentation. Nobody wants to be forced to cram a thick syllabus of twenty different kings and their food preferences, just for its own sake.
There used to be a thing called a water-cooler, around which people would gather and talk about last night’s television. I’m not sure what it was—I think maybe if you were gambling with water, the water-cooler would show up and try to kill your lucky streak?
Anyway, Thrones was very good at getting us all to obsess about the various colors of wedding, and all the other decapitations and things. It was also very good, especially in its prime, at making us care about people before they got beheaded or caught up in the Teal Wedding or whatnot. And for a long time, the shocks were unexpected because they weren’t a regular occurrence.
* In the books, Tyrion gives a lot more attention to the defense of King’s Landing and comes up with this whole “chain” strategem, but it’s Cersei who gets all the extra nightfire made. On TV, IIRC, this business is mostly skipped over.
I’m finally reading The Stars and the Blackness Between Them by Junauda Petrus, and it’s even better than I’d heard. Which is saying a lot. The Stars and the Blackness Between Them is a sweet romance between two Black girls, Mabel and Audre, but it’s also a powerful, healing story about discovering your power in the midst of loss. The “stars” in the title sort of led me to expect science fiction, but this book leans more toward magical realism, with some gorgeously written passages about astrology and spiritual practices and even a form of time travel via dreams. There are so many beautiful moments in this book, and it’s an unforgettable tribute to Black queer love. Highly recommended.
Some Sake in Osaka! by Sananda Maitreya is a new concert album. I guess it was recorded in 1995, when Maitreya was on tour for his last major-label album, but he only released it recently. It’s a great survey of the first half of Maitreya’s career, including most of the hits from Introducing The Hardline According to Terence Trent D’Arby, but also songs from the three albums that followed. I’ve been rediscovering Maitreya’s gorgeous voice, and his goofy sense of humor, lately, and this live album is a fantastic survey of his music. You can buy it directly from the man himself.
ICYMI we launched a pre-order campaign for my upcoming young-adult novel Victories Greater Than Death, which comes out April 13. If you buy it and submit a receipt, you can get a limited-edition enamel pin that says “THE GALAXY BELONGS TO US.” And if you buy it from an indie bookstore, you can also receive four limited-edition art prints of the main characters—for free. I don’t have a Patreon, and I’m not charging any money for this Substack, but if you want to support me and keep my cat in Fancy Feast, pre-ordering this book is the most important thing you can do.