Season Three of True Blood is almost halfway up (Episode 5 of 12 just aired), and I’m really loving it, maybe more so than the first two, which sometimes lacked an overall weight to the way the different plot lines added up.
Eric and Sookie and The Vampire King and Jessica and Sam are all going in interesting directions. I like the werewolves. I’m very curious about what Bill’s research into Sookie’s past is all about, and what the “payoff” is, but overall I’m not finding anything in his character’s actions or emotions that I can sink my teeth into. He’s being an asshole, and he’s being remorseful, but he’s not really giving us any of the WHY - obviously I don’t want to know all the answers, but I want to get a sense from the acting that Bill knows what he’s doing and why. Which I don’t.
Sam’s dad is definitely up to some ill shit, right? like, REAL ill. Like, molest-his-own-son ill, or truck-with-the-devil ill.
Jason Stackhouse’s storyline is really stupid and I’m done with it. BUT I am a little excited about this freaky chick he’s meeting up with. I’m wondering what new element of supernatural creature she’s going to bring.
It’s upsetting to me that every one of Tara’s plotlines seems to involve her getting manipulated/kidnapped/controlled by someone else. Last season it was Maryann, this season it’s Franklin. There’s a little glimmer of hope that she’ll fuck his shit up, but there’s also a lot of evidence that they’ll do like they did last year - have Sookie or some other gallant friend intervene to save her.
I really love Pam, and I wish the show realized what a great thing she is, how much potential she has to play a real role in the story. The first few episodes held out hope for her having more to do and say, and maybe the resolution to her current situation will put her front and center and give her more of a heavy narrative lift, but it could also go SOME TERRIBLE HORRIBLE OTHER WAY that would be one more dreadful character error, on a par with Godric’s badly-dropped narrative arc in Season Two.
It’s nice to see Lafayette losing his cool! And I’m wondering when the other shoe will drop with that fine fine man who is all over him, and the dark shit he no doubt has in store for us…
Pam: “I don’t know why people feel they can confide in me. Maybe I smile too much. Maybe I wear too much pink. But please remember I can rip your throat out if I need too”
Moving through Grand Central last weekend and there’s a sudden crush of people on the steps leading up to the Vanderbilt Entrance, and I’m stuck in the stalled mob of folks gawking to get a look at whatever’s being shot in the big bright banks of lights… and it’s Law and Order: Special Victims Unit, and there’s Christopher Meloni, who is fine as f*ck, and I’m turned to stone along with everyone else, and there are sixty production assistants telling us to “keep it moving,” and there’s dozens of cops, and it’s impossible to tell who is a real cop and who is a TV cop, and I snap this photo on the fly, I’m moving and so is he, so I know it looks like he’s some kind of melting witch or angry old man… but, for real, that’s who that is.