True Blood finale tonight!

Apologies for not writing about the last episode. I did enjoy it. It was suitably trashy for my tastes :)

Finale tonight! And yes, I am excited. Do you know why? Because I have discovered watching the second season, that you really can't take this show seriously. It's cheesy, it's campy, it's trashy, but most importantly, it's fun! I had such a problem with the first season, because I kept looking at all it's flaws and going "No! Look! The writing on this show is so clunky! Why does everyone keep fawning over it?!" But you just have to let that all go when you watch this show. Drool over Eric, laugh at Jason, flail around at the gore, make fun of Bill's accent...just don't think you're going to get anything too profound out of it.

Mo Ryan from the Chicago Tribune pretty much said the exact same thing I was thinking in her review of the second season. Especially this:

"True Blood" works best a suspenseful beach read come to vivid, southern Gothic life. It's not about vampires as metaphors, it's about calling your friends and exclaiming, "Oh man, how are they going to top that scene where the possessed minions of the Maryann the Maenad ate the human heart that had been chopped up and put inside a souffle?"

"True Blood" is a show that mostly defies analysis, intellectual probing and the search for subtext. As Jason Stackhouse (Ryan Kwanten) put it, "The time for thinking is over." Exactly.

Every Sunday night, it's a chance to turn off your brain and enjoy a show that jams four or five episodes' worth of incident, plot and jaw-dropping moments into 50 minutes.

Yes. Just...yes. That. (LOL at the comments on that article though. No, I'm sorry, there is nothing about True Blood that could be described as "subtle writing").

So, True Blood. Tonight. 9 o'clock. HBO. Get excited.