I watched the first season of True Blood and liked it a lot. But time and ADD made it fall off my radar screen and I lost track until this week. All the hype surrounding the 2012 premiere found me watching the last four episodes of last season in anticipation of last night’s big event.
What a mess the last part of last season seemed to be. You won’t find that many people with that many different magical powers anywhere outside of the schizophrenia ward at your local mental institution. The only thing nobody can do is fly, or did I miss that somewhere?
And the kicker is Sooki, the sweet mortal girl with a vampire fetish who suddenly can get just pissed enough to shoot blinding light from her hands and nullify anyone’s powers within range. And then there’s Marnie/Antonia, the wiccan villain who I think died and came back to life twice in one episode. She’s like a walking hemorrhoid that won’t go away and won’t stop using cheesy accents and wearing bad skirts.
The show’s brainchild is, of course, Alan Ball, the creator of Six Feet Under, another show that was great at first — but at the end loaded on the fantastical plot twists. It got tedious and exhausting trying to keep track of who was doing what to whom.
So I sat out the True Blood premiere, afraid that the next season will be more of the same. I may try again. But the reviews according to Mashable’s measures of social media interest in the episode show that this interest dropped off, only to spike when apparently Alexander Skarsgard & Ryan Kwanten went shirtless, causing a maelstrom in the Twitterverse and elsewhere.