So everyone seems to be obsessing over Game of Thrones because of its taboo exploitative nature. The problem with most of the other medieval drama series’ (Borgias, Tudors etc.) is that they don’t say contemporary dirty words like the “F” word, or expressions like “who is your daddy now slave woman?” (not actually spoken to my knowledge), and the sex, even if forced and somewhat psychological, doesn’t have that really twisted sleazy vibe that makes it 2011.

Game of Thrones also combines modern horror audio/visual production techniques in its series opening scene which introduces it as a type of tantalizing B movie flick. As we learned with True Blood, I guess if you want to make television that my loose network of friends and acquaintances will actually watch and talk about you need to include some extra steamy sound effects with your graphic imagery.

I may be late in the game, but I just recently got into the show ‘the Tudors’ on Showtime. Jonathan Rys Meyers stars as the brutish, arrogant and forceful young King Henry, and the semi-historically accurate [with some passionate fiction thrown in] show is now taking over all my damn free time, of which there is precious little already.
The show centers around King Henry’s court, unhappy marriage to the beloved Queen Katherine, and subsequent obsession with the young and cunning Anne Boleyn, as well as the corruption of the church run by his entrusted Cardinal, Wollsey. The opulence of the show addicts a fashion demon such as myself, as well as the successful tension building up to climactic scenes.