Tuesday, July 6, 2010
After the death of vampire leader Herrick at the end of season one, the supernatural friends are hoping to get on with their lives, but an even greater danger is lurking in the very human world that they so badly want to be a part of. Unbeknownst to the trio, the mysterious Professor Jaggat and her cold-hearted colleague Kemp (Donald Sumpter) - religious zealots who have discovered their existence - are determined to carry out brutal experiments and ultimately destroy them.
While Professor Jaggat and Kemp plot behind the scenes, werewolf George (Russell Tovey) is coming to terms with the fact that he has Herrick's blood on his hands, and a girlfriend who knows his horrific secret. Turning down the door of death has implications for ghost Annie (Lenora Crichlow), but her confidence is at a peak and she's determined to stand up and be counted in the real world. And, with Herrick gone, Mitchell (Aidan Turner) must appease an out of control vampire world - can he find a way to lead by example?
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One of them shows Tara and Jason in a hospital but it is unclear who they are visiting. The rest capture a pissed Vampire Queen of Louisiana, Jessica and Sam by Merlotte's
I've been wonderin' about my human family a lot lately. Not the pinin', missin' kind of wonderin', but the curious kind. I think it's 'cause my human birthday is coming up. I haven't told Bill or Sookie or anyone about it. Doesn't really matter anymore, I guess, it's not like I'm going to turn eighteen. But like, what's my mama wearin' today? That yellow cardigan she wears when there's a draft, or the blue turtleneck for when she's doin' housework, with a hole in the sleeve? And my daddy, is he watchin' the game? How many beers has he already had tonight? I guess I do start to feel, I don't know, something, when I think about Eden. She's stuck back there with those lame excuses for parents. Sure, she was a pain in the ass sometimes, what little sister ain't, but she didn't do nothin' wrong. She doesn't deserve the belt. It used to be daddy wouldn't beat her as much. He'd mostly just look at her like he wanted to, but then send her to her room without dinner instead. But now that I'm not there to take all the heat, I just hope she isn't getting it extra hard.
Parta me wants to go back there and kidnap her. I mean, I wouldn't turn her into a vampire, but maybe I could just show her there's a big world out there. Bigger than that house and that church and that idiotic little life. She could meet a boy, like I met Hoyt, and be happy. The real kinda happy. Not the passin' kind, but the solid kind. She deserves that, hell, all nine year olds do. She'll be ten next week, actually. Our birthdays were real close together. It's strange when you think about it, she'll be ten, then eleven, then twelve, pretty soon she'll be older than me. And I'll just be one of those memories to her, like dust particles floatin' through the room, gettin' caught in your throat or whatever. They're always there, but you can't see 'em all the time, only when they hit a shaft of light.
Jef does not take the week off!!!
Good sex always requires a refractory period, a cooling off while you restring your crossbow. We don't know if twisting a girl's head around in the middle of a hump session counts as good sex, but it definitely counts for a little time out. While, the crew in Bon Temps recovers, Gothtopia would like to talk to you about the most awesome theme song ever.
Believe it or not, Gothtopia was actually a little hesitant about watching True Blood. Like a lot of people our age, we sort of overdosed on Anne Rice in high school. Vampire fiction is like alcoholism. If you have a problem with it, you always have a problem with it. So we avoided the Sookie Stackhouse novels until we were told, in no uncertain terms, by our wife that Sunday night was going to be True Blood night. Any leftover uncertainty was blasted away the first time we heard Jace Everett's theme song, "Bad Things."
Hey there, "True Blood" fans. I know it's a holiday weekend, so you're probably out enjoying yourselves, but I also know there's no new "True Blood" on Sunday night, so you're not enjoying yourselves that heartily. You're maybe at a cookout, having a burger or a hot dog, maybe a few potato chips, and you're laughing and joking with family and friends, but underneath all of that, you're thinking, "Man, I wish 'True Blood' were on tonight. I need some fireworks after the fireworks, if you know what I mean." Well, that's why I'm here. And although this may not keep the sting of no new episode away, it will give you happy memories of a time when Bill was twisting Lorena's neck around in the midst of coitus. That oughtta spice up the patriotic parades!
Frequent commenter KarenJ dropped me an e-mail this week, talking about how many blog posts she'd read from fans of the book series the show is based on. Karen disagrees with their approach:
"Fans of the book series all seem to mention how 'easy' it is for them to follow the convoluted and multiple plots of the show - based on the books. And how they 'get-it' based on the books.
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