Monday, September 13, 2010

Finally, a reason to live.

A Game of Thrones by George R. R. Martin is being made into a TV series. I love this book series, and so do you. So like go read it, I'll wait...done? Great, as you are certainly now aware, the book is a gritty soap opera set in a ren-faire fantasy world of palace intrigue, murder, revenge, murder and intriguingly murderous revenge. It's sort of like the War of the Roses with ice zombies.

This War of the Roses...
...not this one.
I say this is potentially good news because in the weird alchemy of geekdom, the transition from one medium to another can be a shaky prospect. Par example:

This excellent comic book became-
-the death of joy.
 Of course, sometimes they surprise us and make good use of or even surpass the source material:

This plodding piece of self-indulgent pop spirituality
was  salvaged by...

...the addition of Dame Judi Dench and
and a murderous army
of Necromongers.

Find a comfy chair.

Anyway, here's hoping. Oh, and a warning about the Martin's book series. A Game of Thrones and its (so far) three sequels are long. I mean, way long.

yup, any minute now...

Also, don't expect book 5 anytime soon, it's going to be a bit of a wait. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining. I respect G. R. R. Martin and I understand that the book will be out when it's ready, but I am starting to understand how these guys feel:

1 comment:

  1. I still haven't read A feast for crows. I started to and deduced that I needed to brush up on the first three, which was pretty much the most depressing realization ever.