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[Warning: At some point in this review, there’s a good chance that I’m going to confuse Rhaenyra and Rhaena and possibly even Rhaenys (RIP). I’m going to goof and mention Aegon when I mean Aemond, or possibly Alyn when I’m taking about Alys. If you’re the sort of person who’s going to get sanctimonious about this, please stop reading and come back when I next write about a show with between five or 10 characters, each with names like “Bob” and “Kim.”]
The problem with the third season of HBO‘s House of the Dragon, premiering on June 21, is Andor, or rather Andor Syndrome. It’s a condition wherein people like a thing until a subset of the thing proves to be so exceptional that some people decide that the subset of the thing should simply be the thing. Get it? The Mandalorian was fun and good and Star Wars-y, but then Andor came along and it was like, “Holy CRAP, this is what Star Wars can be?” That sentiment became so pervasive that when something like Skeleton Crew came along and it was merely fun and good and Star Wars-y, many people responded with, “Why can’t this be Andor?”
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