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25 / 05 / 2015

This month we welcome Amal Awad to the Sheila’s stable. Amal is a Sydney-based writer, ask journalist, cialis author and public speaker. In 2010 she published her debut novel Courting Samira – a tale of Muslim courtship and coming of age in the modern era. Amal recently contributed to the anthology Coming of Age: Growing up Muslim in Australia, unhealthy and she is currently working her second novel, This Is How You Get Better. In her spare time, she tunes into same blockbuster series as the rest of us; increasingly disturbed by what she finds there.

I grew up in a household where we changed the channel when a “bad scene” came on. This applied across the board – things could get awkward, fast, if there was a heartfelt sex talk on a sitcom or – heaven forbid – an actual screen kiss. This was when SBS was the high priest of sex, gloom and violence, and TV still had a whiff of ‘AO-after-9pm’ innocence.

Now we have HBO. And Netflix. The internet. And the ability to take well-loved volumes of fictional books to a visual medium and really go crazy with the storylines because in a world where porn is a pop-up ad, the boundaries of decency have not only been stretched, they have been redefined.

Since its premiere, Game of Thrones has been at the receiving end of both praise and censure. Nary an episode has gone by that, astounding production values aside, we were left to swallow our late night snacks uncomfortably while another character was subjected to torture, sexual violence or they got their head chopped off.

Light fun, really. While the violence doesn’t discriminate against women alone, they certainly get the pointier end of the bloodied sword.

The truth is, I’m not a reader of George RR Martin’s tomes, though I have no doubt he is a wildly imaginative storyteller. But I wanted to love Game of Thrones, the TV series, because it looks amazing. Yet, by the time I got, with increasing reluctance, to a scene where a young royal, Joffrey, forces a prostitute to beat another prostitute for his amusement, I just felt literally and utterly sick.

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These days, scene after scene, I am left wondering about this absence of meaning. And without needing to be prompted, I just change the channel.