True Blood
I’ve now got people coming at me from all sides with new TV that I should incorporate into my rotation. (And this is why I’ve not been posting as regularly; more watching = less writing)
Last week I watched the first 8 episodes of season one of True Blood. I’ve been a bit iffy about vampire related media in the last few months since I read the Twilight books and watched the movie (Twice. Guh), but this isn’t too bad. Okay, so it’s not great, but there’s definitely enough good for me to keep watching.
The basic concept behind True Blood is that a scientist has developed a synthetic blood drink that has allowed vampires to come forward into the open because they no longer need to feed on humans to survive. The show is set in Bon Temps, Louisiana and centres around a telepathic waitress called Sookie Stackhouse (Anna Paquin) who falls in love with a vampire named Bill Compton (Stephen Moyer). It’s based around a series of books, the Sookie Stackhouse or Southern Vampire Mysteries series by Charlaine Harris, but I didn’t know this until I was asked to review two of the books a couple of days after I had watched the first eight episodes!
The above synopsis once again turned me off the series because once again it’s about a (fairly) ordinary girl falling in love with a vampire and the same sorts of conflicts come into play. It seems like such a cop out to me, I was a child of the Buffy generation and at the time I loved the idea of being Buffy and falling in love with Angel. But these days, every girl meets vampire story is such a fantasy about love really enduring forever because the vampire has the capacity to change the girl and keep her with him forever. Some day, I swear I’m going to write the anti-vampire romance story.
But I digress. Despite a fairly varying quality (that ranges from really good and clever and witty to downright terrible), there’s enough in it to keep me watching. Once you get past the awful faux-Southern accents and the terrible sex scenes (and they’re terrible because it looks so fake), there are some intriguing plotlines, enough mystery to keep you hooked and boy, do they ever do a good cliff hanger. It’s because of the cliff hangers that this show is best watched in a few short sittings. I don’t know about you, but I hate being kept in suspense for months. And speaking of being in suspense, I cannot wait for my friend to bring me the last few episodes of the season.
Last week I watched the first 8 episodes of season one of True Blood. I’ve been a bit iffy about vampire related media in the last few months since I read the Twilight books and watched the movie (Twice. Guh), but this isn’t too bad. Okay, so it’s not great, but there’s definitely enough good for me to keep watching.
The basic concept behind True Blood is that a scientist has developed a synthetic blood drink that has allowed vampires to come forward into the open because they no longer need to feed on humans to survive. The show is set in Bon Temps, Louisiana and centres around a telepathic waitress called Sookie Stackhouse (Anna Paquin) who falls in love with a vampire named Bill Compton (Stephen Moyer). It’s based around a series of books, the Sookie Stackhouse or Southern Vampire Mysteries series by Charlaine Harris, but I didn’t know this until I was asked to review two of the books a couple of days after I had watched the first eight episodes!
The above synopsis once again turned me off the series because once again it’s about a (fairly) ordinary girl falling in love with a vampire and the same sorts of conflicts come into play. It seems like such a cop out to me, I was a child of the Buffy generation and at the time I loved the idea of being Buffy and falling in love with Angel. But these days, every girl meets vampire story is such a fantasy about love really enduring forever because the vampire has the capacity to change the girl and keep her with him forever. Some day, I swear I’m going to write the anti-vampire romance story.
But I digress. Despite a fairly varying quality (that ranges from really good and clever and witty to downright terrible), there’s enough in it to keep me watching. Once you get past the awful faux-Southern accents and the terrible sex scenes (and they’re terrible because it looks so fake), there are some intriguing plotlines, enough mystery to keep you hooked and boy, do they ever do a good cliff hanger. It’s because of the cliff hangers that this show is best watched in a few short sittings. I don’t know about you, but I hate being kept in suspense for months. And speaking of being in suspense, I cannot wait for my friend to bring me the last few episodes of the season.
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I really need to give Dexter a chance, you're about the fifth person in as many days to recommend it to me. I was in the US when it premiered and didn't love the pilot. Bad move I think considering so many excellent shows have terrible pilots.