The Witcher rewards lore-hardened viewers with Wiki-busting details and convoluted conspiracy-map plotting – even if Netflix’s adaptation is still strangely short on displays of magic or gore-hungry fell beasts. That's a whole bunch of plate-spinning, but all this can be taken as standard procedure for a fantasy show. For anyone who wants to survive and thrive in all this insanity, Ciri and her Elder Blood powers are the key. Power in the Continent – be it political or otherwise – is shifting. Over in Redania, we meet dopey Prince Radovid (Hugh Skinner), brother to the increasingly irksome King Vizimir (Ed Birch), who gives politics the old college try with the help of spymaster Dijkstra (Graham McTavish) and sorcerer Philippa Eilhart (Cassie Clare). Season 2 revealed that Ciri's once-hedgehog father, played by Bart Edwards, is not dead at all but is, in fact, this big-time Emperor Emhyr everyone keeps talking about. The elves of the Scoia'tael are on a tear through the North because of a brutal death in the family of Francesca Findabair (Mecia Simson). There's Aretuza, Yennefer's former magic school, where shifty-eyed sorcerers (and Triss Marigold, played by Anna Shaffer) hang out under the fog of a gnarly conspiracy. Here's what I mean - without spoilers, naturally: Life on the Continent hasn't gotten any less complicated since last we saw Geralt of Rivia (Cavill), Ciri (Freya Allan), and Yennefer of Vengerberg (Anya Chalortra), and the characters who populate this world sure do go on at length about it. Or, at least, they do during the first five episodes of season 3.
Here are my two orens (that’s like cents): People talk too much in The Witcher.
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