I liked
Oberyn well enough when he first showed up on Game of Thrones last year, but he really stood out to me on my
pre-season-5 rewatch. He’s a little bit
Inigo Montoya, a little bit Captain Jack Harkness, and pretty much all
awesome. While his role isn’t huge, his
impact is.
Oberyn
is our first look at Dorne, the southernmost of the Seven Kingdoms. It’s distinct from the rest of Westeros in
many ways – it largely governs itself, having its own royal family, and its
climate, customs, and culture are all different. In general, it keeps to itself, and Oberyn’s
arrival in King’s Landing aptly demonstrates why: he doesn’t care for other Westerosi any more
than they care for Dornishmen.
Not that
Oberyn takes any offense to heart. The
second son of House Martell, and a prince, Oberyn approaches most things with a
shrewd, sardonic eye. He has a cheeky
rejoinder for everything, he has no patience for the pomp and ceremony of King’s
Landing, and he makes no apologies for anything he does. He knows that he’s regarded rather as a joke
of a prince, more concerned with good wine and good company than any matters of
state, but he doesn’t care.
It’s
true that he places a premium on good wine and good company. When he first comes to King’s Landing, he
skips the official welcome and heads straight for the local brothel, where he
and his paramour Ellaria have their pick of the prostitutes. Both of them are very bi and very
disinterested in monogamy, but not in an unfaithful way. Rather, they cherry-pick a handful of paid
companions, male and female, at each visit to join them in a big ol’ love
pile. The way they do it, it doesn’t
lessen their love and attraction for one another. Oberyn in particular is inclusively sexual, proclaiming that he doesn’t “choose sides” when
it comes to love. The combo of
bisexuality and non-monogamy is a bit typical Hollywood – of course the bi couple are into five-ways –
but I like the way Oberyn presents his orientation as a complete non-issue.
Smart-mouth
remarks and copious lovemaking aren’t all we get from Oberyn, however. He does nothing by degrees, throwing himself
just as ardently into more serious matters.
Westerosi vs. Dornish ethnocentric jeers aside, there’s a much larger
reason Dorne doesn’t get along well with the rest of the Seven Kingdoms – when the
last dynasty was overthrown, Oberyn’s sister, the queen by marriage, was brutally
murdered, along with her children. Much
of Oberyn’s life has been preoccupied with a desire for vengeance, to hurt
anyone who had a hand in hurting his family, and he doesn’t keep mum about his
ambitions. In service of this goal, he’s
become an incredible warrior, and he fights with a self-assured fearlessness
spurred on by his loss.
At the
same time, while he’s greatly concerned with vengeance, he’s not indiscriminate
about it. He never lets Cersei forget that
her only daughter is currently living in Dorne as part of a politically-motivated
betrothal, but his hunger for Lannister blood doesn’t extend to the child. His words to Cersei, “We don’t hurt little
girls in Dorne,” aren’t a threat but an accusation, a condemnation of the
atrocity committed against his sister’s children. He won’t harm the innocent, and even with his
strong hatred of the Lannisters, he grows to regard Tyrion more fairly,
according to his merits. Really, I think
Oberyn is just all heart, not in an empathetic way but a passionate one. He approaches the bedroom, the battlefield,
and his private missions with everything he is – not always rationally, but always unreservedly.
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