Game of Cathartic Sanctioned Disappointment
I haven’t watched Game of Thrones since the show overtook the books. The nose dive of dialogue and plot quality was too much for me. I thought to myself, well, maybe I’ll read the books, if they ever come out. I simply felt no desire to keep up with it. I'm more of a practical, interpersonal, and less of an abstract, artistic, pervert.
I didn’t feel a desire to see how it all ends — until now. I spent maybe 5 hours yesterday just wallowing in the aftermath of what was a pretty obviously telegraphed plot development to anyone with half a brain. Now I'm into it again. I sort of want to watch. Just for the schadenfreude.
But I'm not going to. Who has the time? Everything is going to shit. I'm never going to own a house.
Game of Thrones has always been about disappointment. That’s what people like nowadays. “Subversion” is a false idol. No one cares about subversion. No one wants to, and no one tries to subvert your expectations. What men like George do, is try to disappoint you — because that’s what you truly want.
This is of course difficult, even in plain language, impossible, since as soon as if get what you want, you cannot simultaneously be truly dissatisfied, right? It’s a contradiction in terms.
Wrong. Getting what you want is always a disappointment. Because even when you know what you want, you are pathological…
