There are people who only liked it when it was this tastefully 'crazy' pro-tolerance allegory.
I am not one of them. I'm the guy who, grinned when Sooki became a super- fairy from fairy-land, when white trash werepanthers, showed up, when the vampire Queen just wanted to play Yahtzee (!), when cursed Pam embarked on the holy grail of finding the right foundation—Smashbox? MAC? Maybelline?—to cover a rotting face, when the batty-beyond-belief Russell Edgington (Denis O'Hare), Vampire King of Mississippi, fist-fucked/stabbed someone's chest on live TV, when we got a cannibalistic Burning Man run by a Mad Maenad.
Never does classiness, good taste or the boring ghost of making sense ruin the sticky fun.
Anyway! I got the gig of recap/commentating on the show every week for the otherwise serious magazine, Indie Wire, which is fun right there.
This won't be the usual cute fanboy shit. I *mean, this first entry must establish my core love, but after that, there is much to explore, as TRUE BLOOD is stranger, deeper, more accidentally deeply interesting than it ever intends to be which is why you cant trust all the deep things it's totally not trying to say.
http://blogs.indiewire.com/pressplay...m_medium=feed#
I'd love to be able to drop be here and see how it's working with you as well!
True Blood season 5!
