The show used the giant Wun-Wun to great effect this week, especially as for such a large part of it we didnt get a proper look at him. He was sat down in the corner of the hut as Jon and Tormund tried to work things out with the wildlings, occasionally heard, or seen in glimpses, but not enough to quite convey his true size. Then the wights attacked, Wun-Wun tossed them around like rag-dolls, before stepping on them like ants. After cleaning house like peak Kane in the Royal Rumble, off he strode into the sea, essentially waving his hands up and saying f**k this s**t, Im done!
NCTJ-qualified journalist. Most definitely not a racing driver. Drink too much tea; eat too much peanut butter; watch too much TV. Sadly only the latter paying off so far.
A mix of wise-old man in a young man's body with a child-like wonder about him and a great otherworldly sensibility.
