Alan Ball's sanguine soap is heating up for the big rumble in Bon Temps between Sookie and company and Maryann and her mysterious ways.
Oh Eric, you delicious Viking, speak more of that Norse please... Alexander Skarsgard - 2009 Entertainment Weekly and SyFy Comic Con Party - Arrivals - Hotel Solamar - San Diego, CA. USA © Albert L. Ortega / PR Photos
Three episodes left, and Jason, who has learned the grey matter in his head is more for just filling out his cranium, will get to blow things up real good.
Confession time. I spent Saturday night watching the first five episodes of FX's riveting season two of "Sons of Anarchy."
What has that got to do with "Blood" you say?
I was bathed in the genius of real drama, nail biting edge-of-the-seat action delivered by the brilliant cast and Kurt Sutter and his writing team. So excuse me if I am not impressed by the gravitas of "True Blood's" season wind-down. It's like handing a Navy SEAL a sparkler instead of C-4, these two vastly different smallscreen experiences.
Godric's self-imposed demise on “True Blood,” ended a flat character (please don't tell me about the books and "how it's suppose to go" anymore, I refuse to read them) and set up the snookering of Sookie by Eric, who will have his way regardless of Bill's southern gent fangblocking. THAT sexual capitulation I am looking forward to.
Sookie delivers the line of the night, her “suck the silver shrapnel” which was followed up by Eric’s deadpanned funny, “she was superb” to Bill was hilarious.
Hoyt's big mama was another source of humor, and I found myself agreeing with her that most red shoes (white ones too) look cheap, and I concur that people who do not take care of their gardens are contemptible. Jessica and Hoyt make a cute couple, but the more I watch this show, the more I think the Newlins and Hoyt's mama have a point: Living with Vampires is tantamount to playing with loaded guns; those fangs come out a little too easy for my taste and integrating Vamps into "normal" society is a folly; PC people be damned.
Jason and Sookie have a sweet moment, it's just the two of them now, and the moment they shared was emotional. All I kept thinking during their scene was, "Who is paying the hotel bill for all these luxe rooms?"
Maryann is stepping up her chaos plan, and her hunt for the wily Sam who shapeshifts in to a fly (hope he knows they have a 24 hour life span) as she lectures poor Tara, “Control is just a cage this stupid culture uses to block who we really are."
Well, Lafayette sees through Maryann's BS, and his character has once again sprung to life with Tara's sobered-up mama as they attempt to extract Tara from the White Devil's clutches.
The next three episodes will make or break season three of this series, here's hoping Ball has some well-scripted twists that will keep it bubbling instead of petering out in a Louisiana swamp.
Are you happy with the demise of Godric? Eric's calculating seduction of Sookie? Hoyt's mama's dislike of red shoes? Jason's new-found respect for grey matter? Lafayette's manly actions? Talk Back.
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