Wednesday, June 23, 2010

My Postmortem (True Blood Season 3)

Do Bad Things.

For those of you vampires, werewolves, shapeshifters, and "simple" folk that watch True Blood, I can do nothing but assume that you've seen the first two episodes of the third season of True Blood. And if you're as hooked on the show as me (day one, season one) I'm sure you want to talk about it.

So let's talk about it.

WARNING: For those of you who don't watch True Blood and have been meaning to, or haven't caught up with the show thus far, you may want to stop reading. For this will get juicy and contain some spoilers that you will personally want to see for yourself.

First off:

Team Bill or Team Eric?

At heart, I know that I'm a Team Bill girl. He's everything that a woman could ever want. Sensitive, kind, sweet, thoughtful, and oh so tasty. However, part of me is quite Team Eric lusty. Especially when you see his six hour sex session with his dancer and swag filled sentence to Sookie on the porch in last week's episode where he tells her he will protect her and have primal sex with her. Alexander Skarsgard = heaven.

I'm starting to feel that at the end of this season, or maybe even throughout, there's going to be an epic war amongst Louisiana and Mississippi. Considering what's at stake, (no pun intended) things are definitely going to get bloody. It's True Blood.

As far as Jason goes, Jason's going to crack. Sookie can read minds, and even if he doesn't straight up say it, he's going to use that to his advantage to get some weight off of his conscience. What's going to happen to Jason or Andy? Well, Sookie will be first to find out. And you know she'll protect Jason at all costs. It's probably a bit too early in the season to quite see where all of that is going.

This coinciding of storylines is awesome, no doubt. I really appreciate getting to intimately know these characters outside of their interactions at Merlottes or with Sookie and Bill. However, with something pretty serious going on at the core, it seems like it's a little distracting from what's really going on. But again, maybe it's too early in the season, and as it all unfolds it will make sense.

I love the lust that has been building up in True Blood lately. The passion and the seat gripping ends that make you thirsty for Sundays. A show hasn't had me this on edge and excited to watch since Grey's Anatomy. (Yeah, yeah. Say I'm a sap or whatever. That show is visual crack.)

And now we're left with Sookie still searching for Bill, the corpse gone from Jessica and Bill's, and being on the verge of a Eric/werewolf showdown.

Dammit, it's only Wednesday.

So, the point is do bad things. Watch True Blood Sunday. I'm sure there will be a lot to talk about.

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