Not having cable, much less HBO, I'm at a huge disadvantage when it comes to tv shows. Usually I discover a show about 3 years after it ends (Veronica Mars, The Wire), or a year before it ends (BSG), and then run around obssessed with it while friends and colleagues smile indulgently.
So the hype about the HBO Game of Thrones, based on George R. R. Martin's fabulous Age of Ice and Fire saga, was both fabulous and awful. Fabulous, because the books are amazing, and the trailer felt right. Awful, because fantasy epics are so rarely done well on screen--for every LOTR there are 10 painful, sophomoric special effects sequences masquerading as stories.
I adore the books, but given precious little free reading time (not for work) and the scope/complexity of the saga, I'm pretty much waiting until the series is ended (and I have a loong vacation). So I was coming in to the first episode with knowledge of the characters and their story arcs to come, but without having read the books in several years.
The cinematography is gorgeous, and I loved the opening sequences (of course, I also adore maps). This first episode, like the Lord of the Rings movies, hits exactly what epic fantasy should feel like--grand, sweeping, and epic. It's bigger than you can contain, stark terror and brutality besides honor and moments of beauty. We're barely into the series, but it gets the feel right--I want to make everyone who thinks fantasy is all pink and purple glitter unicorn sparkles watch this.