Alan Ball's ode to the Sookie Stackhouse novels of Charlaine Harris have veered hard right into "Dark Shadows" land.
Alexander Skarsgard -Last night's episode of "True Blood" for me was the weakest episode so far, in its resolution of the Jesus camp drama, Godric's intorduction and the continued mayhem of Maryann, who is more fearsome than any of the vamps in her plans. © Rick Stephens Rick Stephens / PR Photos
Last night's episode of "True Blood" for me was the weakest episode so far, in its resolution of the Jesus camp drama, Godric's introduction and the continued mayhem of Maryann, who is more fearsome than any of the local vamps with her mysterious plans.
The comedy came from the pitch-perfect dumb blond act honed by actor Ryan Kwanten, whose bemused one-liners (all delivered prostrate, after thanking Jesus for not dying after a Sarah Newlin paint ball attack) were delivered one on top of the other, "Judas, what'd HE do to you?" to an exasperated Newlin, cutting him off from her holy conjugal privileges.
Well, at the risk of angering True Blood fans, the character of Godric (Allan Hyde) has left me cold.
What a let down! Godric's a total puss! How can Eric be subservient to this vamp laydown? All this vampiric peace, love and understanding has no place in my bloody potboiler of bodice ripping and jugular vein sizing up.
Lorena pulled a great party-pooper move and had self-righteous Godric toss her out on her fang, and Sookie got fired up and irate southern-y woman-like (think Sherilyn Fenn, Two Moon Junction). I love Tara, and am starting to hate Sookie.
Okay so blah, blah Bill, the other milquetoast vamp, is rising to protect Sookie's honor and breaks (we think) with a teary-eyed Lorena (nice makeup effects)
Then there is Jessica, who hands down has the best head of hair on the show,
Then the Maenad Maryann has cleverly set up Sam, her intended victim, to be hung for the death and de-hearting of Daphne, whose body is staged at Merlotte's.
Sam is having a hell of a time trying to explain all the supernatural crap that he is dealing with to the best comedy team on HBO: Sheriff Bud and Deputy Kenya, who together think the whole town of Bon Temps are on the goofballs.
Julia Childs to Satan, Maryann sautes a delicious Mirepoix of carrots, celery and onions, deglazes with an exquisite wine and adds Daphne's chopped up heart to the puff pastry topped Sweeney Todd-like pie.
Tara and Eggs devour it and become aggro, beating each other up as their eyes have the tell-tale under the influence of Maryann effect.
Jesus Camp Luke winds up showing up to the vamp party uninvited in the most OBVIOUS bulky suicide bomber get up ever, and no one picks up on it until its too late, until next week...
Alright, did last night's show make your eyes roll or were you totally buying where all this is heading?
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