SOTB on True Blood

In 2010, after graduating from the University of Maryland, I was at a bit of a crossroads. That summer, I ended up (sorta) couch-surfing while working at UMD, saving up money for an apartment for my expanding family. But there was one couch I ended up on more than most, probably because of the fact the guy was like a brother to me. In doing this, I had a lot of drunken memories and random shenanigans I'll probably never divulge. I also got turned on to True Blood. I came in around mid-season three, right around the time Russell was raising hell.

I know what you're asking me. It's probably along the lines of "Speed, what the [expletive] are you watching that [expletive] for? It's just a bunch of fairy-tale gobbledygook(er) with gratuitous nudity, potential homoerotic overtones, relatively wooden acting and a severe damsel-in-distress complex. It isn't Hamlet. It's barely Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead." 

Well, at first, I didn't get it. I hated the wave of vampire chic that came in the wake of Twilight. Everything was so...glittery. There were no real teeth to the vampire battles. But, after watching a few episodes with Drizzle Sez and a couple other people and seeing staked vampires explode into puddles of mudd bloody goo, I got into it. I started watching the series from its beginning. I even, to patch up a giant hole in a wall (don't ask) put up a poster from the first few seasons. It's schmaltzy sometimes, and overacted, and the nudity could be a bit much. But overall? The show grabbed me as something I could get into and something I couldn't escape. That was also due to its tongue-in-cheek approach, as to say "we all know this is friggin' ridiculous. Shut yer trap, turn your brain off, and indulge."

So indulge, I did. Aside from The Wire, True Blood is one of the only HBO series that I've seen every episode of. I couldn't get into SITC until Raquel forced me to watchI saw the first movie on a date (Raquel was a pretty big fan). I always caught the edited version of The Sopranos (and feel that if I start watching now, I'm just playing catch-up to a series that's been over). And don't get me started on Game of Thrones, which I'll probably visit once True Blood is finally over.

Fast forward to 2014 and we're at the final season, which has already killed off a main character (spoiler alert) and is geared up to leave everyone royally screwed (up) by the end of the summer. While my fandom isn't as heavy as it once was, I'm still pretty invested in the show. Part of that's out of practice (I mean, I've invested about four years of my life to the payoff) and part of it's out of the fact that, even when the show's at its worst, it still shines.

Plus Anna Paquin.

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