And there was, indeed, plenty of blood in Sunday’s season premiere of the closest thing to porn aired on Sunday nights.
Look, I enjoy True Blood a lot. But, man, do they love showin’ the sex. And now Sookie’s totally a fangbanger. I think she enjoyed the love bites more than the sex. Though, in her defense, she wouldn’t let just any vampire bit her. She’s a one-vamp woman.
But this is what I find interesting about the show: It’s become a metaphor for civil rights and is playing that card heavily.
The coming showdown between the vampires and their supporters and those who believe vampires are all that is evil should make for rather compelling television.
Jason Stackhouse is an idiot and easily swayed and has never liked hte vampires anyhow. He liked ingesting their blood, sure. But the actual vampires? His better nature threatened to rear its head more than once, but he always got sucked back into being an idiot.
I’m quite late in posting my review on Sunday’s ep, I know, so I’m not going to go on at length.
Suffice it to say that it’s returned strong as ever, with the love, the intrigue and the mystery – Ensign Ro is a witch? She had sex with Sookie’s boss back in the day?
The freakiest part is the dungeon Lafayette is stuck in. First, I just wanna say I’m SO glad he’s not dead. Unfortunately, I have a feeling he’s not gonna be the same Lafayette by the time he gets outta there. Obviously, these are vampires who are keeping food in the basement, but what the hell? They’re gonna get in so much trouble.
Honestly, I usually get a little tired of the shows where it seems little more than a veiled excuse to show relatively hardcore sex. But True Blood has such good acting and fun side plots that I’m sticking around for season 2. The premiere gave me no reason to change my mind.
