Oh Eric…sigh…

I’m still reserving judgment on True Blood, Season Three.

Hubby has already announced that he’s done. This last episode turned him off the series.

Why is it that a series like True Blood often begins with an orgasmic first season and then the doldrums set in? Why? Maybe it was a good thing Firefly and the original Star Trek series were short lived.

A definition: The Doldrums: A part of the ocean near the equator, abounding in calms, squalls, and light, baffling winds, which sometimes prevent all progress for weeks; — so called by sailors; the state of boredom, malaise, apathy or lack of interest; a state of listlessness ennui, or tedium.

A definition: Ennui: Listlessness and dissatisfaction resulting from lack of interest; boredom.

Well, that’s me right about now. Stuck in the doldrums. Never, in a million years, could I have imagined that Eric, a fictional character I fantasize about in a big way - sorry honey - would cause me to be in a state of ennui. Actually, I was kind of there last season with the never-ending, non-Eric related, Maryanne/Eggs/Tara/Sam quadrangle. OMG, I nearly smashed my television!

A few people are talking about it - there was a discussion over at fangswandsandfairydust just yesterday. http://fangswandsandfairydust.blogspot.com/

My no-count opinion? Too many secondary characters and too many secondary stories have shifted the focus away from the main characters and their challenges. As a viewer, I can only attend to and/or care about so much at one time. As it happens, I love Jessica and Hoyt - a story, and one character, who are not even in the Sookie Stackhouse series, but so far this season, they are mere window dressing, or in Jessica’s case, comic relief. I love Pam. She too is relegated to the occasional quip. Eric, a very sexy, conflicted, complex character, seems tame this season, ripping out a were’s jugular struck me as a bit ho-hum, especially watching Sookie’s lack of a reaction. Sookie? Right now, she’s bordering on TSTL and she’s lost her shine - the innocent heart that, in the books, changes only gradually. I miss the Sookie who loved nothing more than to lie in the sun in her bikini, scenting her skin with summer. Bill? He’s a bloody idiot. I find him less and less appealing as time goes on.

Okay, so here’s what I don’t want - characters and plot devices thrown at me in rapid fire succession. That’s how the once brilliant Weeds lost me. Here’s what I do want - quality over quantity. Characters and stories I can become emotionally invested in. Interactions I care about. Interludes of peace mixed with the violence of vamps, shifters and sex - not jack-hammer vampire sex - good sensual vampire sex. Said it!

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7 Responses to Oh Eric…sigh…

  1. amber skyze says:

    I’ve never watched, so I have no opinion! ;)

  2. Mia Watts says:

    OMG! I think I love you even more!!!! I LOVED the first two seasons of Weeds, Firefly, and the first season of True Blood. I can’t wait to see what else we have in common.

  3. Amber - after the first season, I would have said - Girl, you don’t know what you’re missing!

    Mia - oh yeah, babe! My goal is to hook you on raw oysters without having to do the Heimlich Maneuver!

  4. Mia Watts says:

    Hooking and raw oysters in the same sentence. I think I just threw up a little in my mouth. ;) Actually, I’ll try anything once. In this case, several times. I’ve never been a huge fan of large slimy snot consistency items, but I trust you.

  5. Stephanie says:

    You nailed the problem with Weeds. Raw oysters are great - but enough cocktail sauce makes almost anything taste good!
    THank you for the plug. Tomorrow, I am doing a participatory Eric piece.

    Bill was a bit of a stick in the books too. But I do like Stephen Moyer although did you see the bit on him and Margaret Thatcher? It explains alot about his moves in the boudoir. (http://www.everythingy.com/blog/true-blood-star-stephen-moyer-thinks-of-margaret-thatcher-naked-playing-ping-pong) :
    “True Blood star Stephen Moyer said an image of “Margaret Thatcher naked, playing ping-pong” stops anything embarrassing happening while filming the saucy show. The 40-year-old actor plays the role of vampire Bill Compton in the HBO series and revealed his techniques for filming the raunchy sex scenes.”

    Fangs, Wands and Fairy Dust
    steph@fangswandsandfairydust.com

  6. I have to agree, Bill tends to be a bit of a cipher in the books - he actually has a darker past in True Blood - which interests me a little more. I do like Stephen Moyer. Hmmm - a naked Margaret Thatcher…that would just about do it for me!
    I take umbrage at the vision of super-speed pounding vampire sex True Blood seems to push on the viewers. I always imagined super vamp sex was, well, you know, the ability to give pleasure over and over again, a wealth of sexual experience brought to the table, so to speak, no down time like in human males…that sort of psychic vamp mind-meld…
    Oooh, participatory Eric piece! Yum! Count me in!

  7. anny cook says:

    I’ve not seen the series. Did read all the books. Could never imagine what in the world would happen in a series. So much of the books is internal. Totally uninterested in finding out how that was translated…

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