The pictures the Stackhouse's home, especially any of their grandmother spliced in with baby Sookie and Jason, are laughably bad. Whoever is in charge of photoshopping for the show needs to take a course on it. Yes, these are character-building moments, but with the wrong characters! (Except for LaFayette). The exchange between Reverend Daniels and Willa was sweet, but snooze! The same is true for all of the interactions with James. Stephen Moyer should not be shoot from below, apparently. Come on, y'all! I taste like sunshine and flowers, and I'm right fucking here!" - Sookie, losing her mind after about an hour, and going straight into cutting her arm. "I've lost my taste for oysters, Pam" - Eric, until he finds out Sarah Newlin is still alive. The surprise of Sarah Newlin in the cold open was all we needed of her character, thanks. There are real consequences, and humans and supernaturals are as far apart and as hostile towards each other as they ever have been. Having one of them kill Alcide also made sense within the narrative of the town terrors actually having an effect - they aren't just threatening to do something, they're actually doing it.
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The local idiots have all of the guns and none of the sense, and a lot of free time to sit on one road and jump out at whatever supernaturals decide to travel down it (all of them, apparently). On the positive side, the show has kept to its promise to stay in Bon Temps and keep things local.
Forget Alcide, forget anyone who might be good for her this show was created and sustained by Sookie and Bill's love, and plot be damned, the show will surely end with it, too. She might have given him a little bit of a hard time in the car, but it was weak - who did she run to when in danger? Who did she hatch a dangerous plan with? Who did she sit in the moonlight and talk about Six Flags with? William Compton, of course. )Īlcide's death opened even wider the already obvious door that is the reunion of Sookie and Bill as lovers. Oh wait! … He's killed off quickly and unceremoniously, without almost anything to do this year except run after Sookie and love her more than she loves him (par for the course). Pay attention instead to Alcide running with his shirt off, one of the most blessed images from the show. It seems the trick to enjoying, or at least getting through, this final season is to follow that last point closely. For everyone else, there's nowhere to go but forward, brushing aside anything that's inconvenient to think about. Some characters are bound by their pasts: Eric (and by proxy, Pam) and Bill got extended interludes regarding their past, and neither provided much in the way of interest (though Bill's was sweet, and more Pam is always a joy. And while the reappearance of Nan Flanagan and Sarah Newlin are nice little Easter eggs for fans to remember and reminisce over, turning Sarah into a full-blown plot point though seems unnecessary). The final season of True Blood doesn't seem to know whether it's coming or going.
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