Did anyone else feel like Marlon Brando's spirit was just off-camera, his eyes fixed in silence on Vicerys, during every moment Paddy Considine graced the screen? I certainly haven't seen anything quite like it since Brando breathed both life and death into Don Corleone in The Godfather. It really is one of the best barometers available for anyone's skill at acting, to portray a character first with their vitality intact, and then again as it's slipping away. It cuts against the grain of that which each of us struggles so hard to deny and forestall: time's inexorable march towards our diminishment and eventual death.

It was a rare privilege to see Paddy Considine bring Vicerys full circle in this episode. He's shown us that even strong kings are deeply flawed, and also that it is in overcoming those flaws from time to time, when it matters most, that was the source of their strength all along. Bravo, Mr. Considine, you did Brando proud and will be sorely missed.

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