“Game of Thrones”: Backbones All Around

A couple of lamentable things happened on last night’s “Game of Thrones”—the neck-stabbing trend continued, for example, in one of the necks we liked—but it was otherwise an almost worryingly thrilling hour in Westeros. Nobody whacked Arya with a stick or trained her in any way; nobody got torn apart by dogs. There were glorious reunions, satisfyingly dirty looks, rousing pep talks, people resolving to take action. And all this joy and possibility happened in the present: we didn’t have to warg anywhere. Even if it all goes to hell next week, we owe the gods, old, new, and many-faced, our gratitude.