Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Mancandy Wednesday: Tyrion Lannister

There's one thing that bothers me about casting Peter Dinklage as Tyrion in the new Game of Thrones adaptation. I mean, yes, yes. He's an amazing actor. He makes every witty thing Tyrion says in the books come to unearthly life. He's both grave and teasing, serious and not. Everything is almost perfect about him, except for one thing.

The books describe Tyrion thusly:


"Head too large for his body, squashed-in face beneath a shelf of brow"


And then this is the gorgeous flawless handsome motherfucker they cast:

And it's even worse in the show! He looks even more handsome, despite the fact that shouldn't be earthly possible:

I mean, seriously. How is Jaime Lannister supposed to be "the handsome one" with this flawless God walking around the place, being his usual badass self? I don't even get why he's always having to pay for it, because if I was some warrior queen* shooting the shit out of everybody in George RR Martin's fantasy world, you can bet your ass I'd be all over him like white on rice. Or something more medieval-y, like skins on a potato.

And then I'd murder all the Lannisters and all the Starks and just fucking everybody, and rule the realm with him as my King.

Because you know he deserves to be. I've read all of book one and almost all of book two in a fever of reading-crack, and you have to know that Tyrion Lannister only gets even more badass and flawless as the story progresses. Never mind King of Westeros. He deserves to be King of Everything right here and now.

And then inbetween being King of Everything he can be a filthy little lecher all over me. Lech to your heart's content, my love. Lech until the cows come home. Let us lech in our feather bed of deviant iniquity, with all the delights of Medieval Land around us: suckling pig, mead, strange sexual devices the likes of which my own pristine world has never known.

Or failing that, I could just watch you slap the shit out of Joffrey forever and ever and ever:

*Status of self in George RR Martin's fantasy world may have been greatly exaggerated. In fact, it's far more likely that I'd just be some fat peasant wench and Tyrion Lannister wouldn't bother himself to fart in my general direction.


  1. i hate to say that but: get new glasses!!!

    he might be a great and insanely good actor but his face is..uhm..i dont wanna say something mean since he might googles himself and ends up on your page:-) but i think he just matchs the book discribtion very well...:-)

  2. Head on over to the Peter Dinklage board on the IMDB. I ain't the only one wearing these particularly accurate and totally flawless glasses.

  3. I think it is futile to argue with Charlotte on mancandy terms :)

  4. LOL no, Jo. I pretty much know I'm always wrong! My love goggles reach as far as Data from Star Trek to the depths of the guy from the Orange ads. I'm used to being challenged, long and often.

  5. Or something more medieval-y, like skins on a potato.

    How you offend me, Charlotte! NO POTATOES! They're a New World vegetable, not around in medieval (European) times - introducing them is one of the things Walter Raleigh is popularly remembered for.

    "Like green on a leek," maybe...

  6. Janine- you are amazeballs. Only you would comment on something like that in a post like the one above, only you. And maybe Justine. While I flounder in the realms of not knowing anything historical at all, and put bicycles and toilets in 1612, you know actual stuff about potatoes and the like. Am hopeless!