People watch "Game of Thrones" for different reasons. If you're a fifteen-year-old boy, you probably watch for the gratuitous nudity. But if you ask me, the real stars of the show aren't Khaleesi's breasts, they're the exotic weapons that we meet in every episode.
Though this week's "Game Of Thrones" certainly served up plenty of doom and gloom, it also gave the optimists among us new reason to hope, as Tyrion, Sam and even Ser Davos notched some unlikely victories over the generally ascendant forces of destruction.
I am probably oversimplifying, but Dany just wants to win back her kingdom at any cost, Catelyn's actions were all motivated by family, Cersei wants the crown, many of Sansa's earlier decisions are based on infatuation, Arya is just plain wild.
Of all the things, Theon's tormentor says, the only thing I genuinely believe is this: "If you think this has a happy ending, you haven't been paying attention." Honestly, I think the same could be said for this whole series.
"Game of Thrones" is above all a show about underdogs: the giant female knight; the ridiculed and underestimated dwarf; the princess sold to a savage tribe; the bastard son of a warrior decapitated and denounced as a traitor; his overweight buddy; etc., etc.
It will end up being a woman who saves the world from destruction in Game of Thrones. And if I were a betting man, I'd say that it will be a woman, or women, who too will save our world from destruction.