Deleted Scene between Sandor, Sansa, and Tyrion
There are many who know that without you this city faced certain defeat. The King won’t give you any honors, the histories won’t mention you, but we will not forget.
“You’re a dwarf,” Young Griff said scornfully. “My secret is revealed,” Tyrion agreed. “Aye, I’m less than half of Haldon, and no one gives a mummer’s fart whether I live or die.” Least of all me. “You, though … you are everything.”
lalalalala, so the latest episode was terrible and I don’t want to engage with 98% of it but still, can we talk about the blocking of that bottom shot because damn. Obsessed with the way they frame Cersei and Tyrion around the corners of tables, literally turning them into the sharp opposing points of a triangle and the fact there’s always a body’s gap in between the two. Because correct, yes, this is precisely what they are - capable of functioning alongside one another but only as part of a wider triumvirate not along the binary dynamic they’re forced into in their brother’s absence. Particularly fixated with the shadowy presence of the member of the Kingsguard in the second cap as though Jaime’s courtly skeleton has literally been propped up between them - the Knight, the missing third in their soldier/sovereign/statesman triptych whom they both spend the season scrambling to try to find a substitute for (and failing). Cersei attempts it with Lancel, errant boy-child who can’t begin to fill the blood-stained greaves his cousin leaves behind and Tyrion with Bronn, self-serving, self-preserving sellsword extraordinaire who puts Jaime’s lack of loyalty into harsh perspective. Just, urgh, kids, kids dancing around the ragged edges their brother leaves in his wake and trying to operate within the negative spaces of their triangular relationship and not being able to because there’s no centre to hold them together, hits me in way too many soft spots. And hats off to HBO for getting that, if nothing else, and manifesting it beautifully in these two visuals.
#get #out #physically repulsed by both your performances #isolated from the rest of the world; spend the entire time clawing one another from the inside out #but backed into a corner and surrounded by a prison of bodies; you still seek each other out #he is not jaime and she is not someone who has ever scrupled to show you affection when she could show you malice #not the person you want but you’ll take what you need when you’re trapped on all sides #because anybody else is an enemy #because this is how the lannisters function#because you are terrible people who will do terrible things to one another #but those terrible things still belong to you and you alone #but those terrible things are yours to do and yours alone #because you are the architects of your own doom #this perfectly calibrated (mal)functioning family of fools #could’ve won the game if you’d just played it together could have had it a l l
