OK, so, we quit recapping True Blood a few weeks back, as you might have noticed, because we were running out of ways to say "What the hell is going on with this show?" And yet, we still kept watching it, because we were a little wrapped up in the show already, and Nelsan Ellis is truly amazing in the very small role of Lafayette, and frankly we did kind of want to know who the killer was.
But now? Now that the first season is over, and the mystery is revealed, and every single character on the show (with the exception of -- surprise -- Lafayette) has wound up in a situation about which we could not give a shit if we snorted Metamucil and prunes... Well, now, we can safely say that we are never watching this misguided excuse for a chicken-fried Dark Shadows again, not even if our immortal souls depended on it. Fans of the show: maybe we'll hire someone who's into in time for Season Two -- but who knows. We might just have a special True Blood section of the job app from now on. "True Blood Season Finale: Fail or Epic Fail?"
So what was it about last night's episode that has so freed us from the curse set upon us by HBO and Alan Ball? Read on and find out.
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