REVIEW:
Here are my two orens (that’s like cents): People talk too much in The Witcher. Or, at least, they do during the first five episodes of season 3. 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. Here’s what I mean – without spoilers, naturally:
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. 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). 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. 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). Power in the Continent – be it political or otherwise – is shifting. For anyone who wants to survive and thrive in all this insanity, Ciri and her Elder Blood powers are the key.