The Forrester narrative so far feels like what would have happened if George R.R.
The only answer Telltale gives to Sir Royland’s pertinent question about why the gods choose to repeatedly spew diarrhea all over House Forrester is this: because they’re the Starks, only without power, intrigue, or well-grounded characterization. I find myself agreeing with Ramsay Fucking Snow If you try to honorably sacrifice yourself as Rodrik to save a friend from torture, for example, Ramsay mutters, “Why bother? You’re nearly a corpse already.” It’s a comment that both negates your dialogue choice and Rodrik’s significance in the story in one fell swoop. This is only one of the several times the game feels the need to remind you how little you matter in the grand scheme of things. He’s got better things to do, and for the first time I find myself agreeing with Ramsay Fucking Snow. After declaring the Forresters and Whitehills too insignificant for even his arguably useless presence, he tells the feuding houses to sort it out themselves. In the opening scene, Ramsay is unceremoniously escorted out of the narrative like a Grey’s Anatomy actor asked to co-star in an upcoming Garry Marshall movie. I mean, even the comicbook supervillain of this story agrees that the constant deluge of meaningless torture has gotten pretty boring. Like the past few episodes, most of the fifth takes the worst parts of the past season-gruesome violence and violation for the sake of gruesome violence and violation-while ignoring its best parts-like choices that matter both for the character’s interpersonal relationships and the story as a whole.
A threat of rape here, a quick flaying there.
The fifth and penultimate episode of Telltale’s Game of Thrones, “A Nest of Vipers” (the most irrelevant title for an episode to date), begins where the last one left off: with Ramsay Snow getting up to his usual comicbook villain antics of making people he doesn’t care about miserable for funsies. It’s a question I’ve asked myself again and again throughout this series, and one Telltale has avoided answering far too many times. “Why do the gods continue to shit on this house?” asks Sir Royland, shaking his fist up at the sky and its oily, vague shades of blue.
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