While the seventh period of Game of Thrones was filled with legitimate and consistency issues, it was in its eighth and last season that the show totally self-destructed. The ruin of the show almost harmonized with it moving past George RR Martin's book arrangement, A Song of Ice and Fire — its source material.

The end is self-evident. The writers completed a marvelous show with scripting when they could utilize George's books, however when they came up short on them and needed to compose their own stuff, they appeared to shrivel and conveyed a hurried, gravely composed, half-cooked show.

Also, for a show this way, which was explicitly noted for its astounding composition in spite of the enormous cast and the expansiveness of its reality, this has been absolutely humiliating.

Additionally, it isn't as though the final episode, the ultimate result of the two noteworthy clashes in the show (the war against the Army of the Dead and the battle for the Iron Throne) was that unconvincing. It would have seemed well and good had it felt earned.

For instance, Ned Stark's demise, from where this entire thing and surprisingly executing off significant characters started, stunned a significant number of its fans

The show was additionally harmed by the contracting of the world. Game of Thrones' reality felt so vivid and convincing on the grounds that it was meticulously itemized. It had its own religions, societies, races (legendary or something else), many honorable houses with their own sigils and words, etc.

The showrunners wiped out characters as well as whole storylines that ought to have made a difference.

What's more, peculiarly, this made the show's plotting just increasingly tangled. You would figure they would most likely recount to a progressively engaged story with fewer characters.