Warning: Full spoilers for the episode follow...
True Blood, at the outset, might not have been top-tier TV, but it was enjoyable for its lustful tawdriness. But after Sookie got with Bill (and then with Eric) and years passed -- turning this once fresh young thing into a house madame -- the naughtiness dried up. That is until tonight's episode, "At Last," made us feel like we'd somehow stumbled over into the something resembling the "dark side of the internet."
"Ooh, look how my breasts have grown." "My boobs are better than yours, tee hee." Last week, when I wrote that the rapid aging of Andy's daughters made sense now that Bill was targeting them and the actresses involved in whatever that storyline turned out to be would have to be older, little did I know that the series would play out the entire thing on such a grand, oogie scale; with the daughters becoming a (nameless!) gaggle of barely-teenage tramps getting lured into a van parked in a gas station parking lot. Oh, and the creepy van guy was Bill - filling in here as the friendly older pervert with a false smile and enslavement on his mind. Welcome to Bon Temps: SVU.
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