This week my friend Jamie Adair discussed How Much Violence is Too Much on Game of Thrones. I was amused to hear that Emilia Clarke, who plays Daenerys, was covered with so much fake gore after shooting one scene that, during a break, she got stuck to the toilet seat. But I really don’t find Game of Thrones that violent. Too much sex, yes. But the level of violence in Game of Thrones is not enough to make me cover my eyes, I might have cringed once or twice, but it’s not like watching a Tarantino film. I lost count of how many times I covered my eyes when I was watching Inglorious Basterds in the cinema. Django Unchained wasn’t actually quite as bad (although I might have covered my eyes once or twice). It was the scalping in Inglorious Basterds that got me. That is what I consider really violent. In fact, looking at the inspiration behind A Song of Ice and Fire, which is largely French and English medieval history, the show is quite tame. It could, in fact, be far more violent. And it seems fans expect violence.
It’s been a bit of a mad week with the announcement of Peter Capaldi as the 12th Doctor on Monday morning. We stayed up until 4 a.m to watch the reveal live on ABC. Capaldi had been announced as the favourite days before the official announcement which I, as usual, completely ignored. I had also ignored the rumours that John Hurt was playing an incarnation of the Doctor in the 50th Anniversary special, so at least I get to surprise myself. We have a slew of articles over on Nerdalicious this week, including Craig’s theory on the next Doctor being the last Doctor, my rant on Doctor Who being accused of being sexist, the new official trailer for the 12th Doctor and some fun anecdotes about previous Doctors.
This is my first set of of the Song of Ice and Fire series. The first four books are my first edition trade paperbacks. I bought A Dance with Dragons in hardcover when it was released, but when I went to buy the paperback, they had stopped making trades. Resulting in this
And if you are a mega-nerd like me and need matching covers and same-size books, then this is what happens
The Sydney Opera House have made my mortal enemy list. I registered for pre-sale tickets for the Game of Thrones event in November the minute it was announced, and then waited for my email. Considering I can forget about things within minutes I rely on those emails. When I got into Facebook the day the tickets went on sale and saw it promoted I still had no email with a pre-sale link. By the time someone from the Opera House answered my angry message all of the standard tickets were sold. $500 for a ticket? No thanks. I then found out they released another batch of standard tickets the next day which sold out immediately. Funnily enough, no email again. I have had a formal response and an apology, but that is not going to get me tickets.
I actually managed to knock over a whole lot of my reading list this year, at least two or three books a month, including re-reads. I am, quite frankly, surprised at myself (and insufferably pleased with myself I might add) that I not only managed to get through a large quantity, I branched out a lot and read a good variety. It is no mean feat that I get through a book that (if not an Enid Blyton) does not grace me with the presence of a dragon.