What's not to love about it?
I liked the fabulous play, the acting, the format of a story per season. I liked the directing, even the patches to the plots, and the few naiive loopholes here and there.
I liked both seasons, how the first came to a gradual end, and the second to a whirlwind unraveling and the sorrowful ending.
I particularly liked the ending. The triumphant barbaric cynicism over the mannerisms of the elitist civility. The battle of centuries, the battles of days.
I fucking love it!