My attempt at a book-canon Sandor c:
(you are more than welcome to delete my following ramblings if you want to reblog the pic!)
For me, the only mattering point of difference between Sandor in the books and Rory McCann’s portrayal of him comes down to “hate”. Rory plays a Sandor who’s got a secure lid on his… “issues”, shall we say. It’s a valid interpretation, because for all his volatility there’s no hard evidence that Sandor hasn’t got himself in check.
But in my head-canon, Sandor is constantly a heartbeat away from completely losing it. He drinks himself blind so that he won’t smash Gregor’s face in first chance he gets, or Joffrey’s face, or Tyrion’s. His scenes from Sansa’s perspective show him at the moments he comes closest to snapping (which I believe has everything to do with her effect on him) — until finally he does snap during the Battle of Blackwater. The fire flips his switch, and no amount of alcohol will un-flip it, and when he realises that, what does he do? He goes to Sansa. I assume with confidence it’s the closest he’s come to being romantic in the entirety of his bitter little life.
It would’ve been so very interesting if Gregor had been in King’s Landing during the Battle of Blackwater. Who would Sandor have picked, I wonder? Probably Gregor. But then… perhaps not?
GRRM placing Gregor elsewhere at that point delays the decision we’re all dying to see Sandor make. There’s no doubt in my mind that’s what it will come to…
Gregor or Sansa. He can’t have both.
… Well, that was a tangent. What was I supposed to be talking about? Yeah — “hate”! Rory McCann is glorious, and I wouldn’t have any other Hound, but, in my mind, Sandor’s eyes are more pits of hell than they are big and beautiful and brown, and that most of all was what I wanted to capture with this sketch :)
Either way, I’d be on him in a second.