WARNING: In this review, THERE WILL BE BLOOD.
And not like "Daniel Day Lewis walking around like a rusty coathanger with a mustache buying up oil rights to weird background music". I mean that True Blood is an HBO show about blood, sex, and drugs, and even my random and unspoiling review must take the inborn depravity of the show into account.
True Blood is HBO's adaptation of the Sookie Stackhouse novels by Charlaine Harris, which are bloody good fun. It's basically vampires + rednecks + murder + sex + drugs + serial killers + bar + voodoo + there's actually a character named "Catfish". Can you imagine anything better?
First there's Sookie, pronounced with the same oo in "book", and when Vampire Bill says it, it makes your knees go a little weak, even though he's not all that attractive when he's not saying "Sookie".
Sookie's a telepathic southern girl who lives with her grandmother in Louisiana, and Vampire Bill is the kinda dirty, pale dude who shows up to gaze creepily at her window while drinking synthetic blood. He also occasionally visits the bar where she works with her boss, Sam, and her best friend, Tara, who is a bit of a walking, drawling stereotype.
Then there's Sookie's brother, Jason, who gets in a lot of trouble, including a raging case of eggplantish priapism. Go look that one up. There's a needle involved.
And then there's Eric. Like many of the characters, he's not quite what he was written to be. But still not horribly disappointing.
I don't want to spoil too much for you. There are several different plot lines, and it's really a very rich tapestry of southern vampire horror. I definitely recommend reading the books first, because they're delightful, and then watching the entire series at night when the kids are in bed. Even the title sequence is brilliant.
But it's very bloody. And it involves maggots, baptism, and an axolotl.
And there are all sorts of boobs and tight little bottoms and general face slurping.
There's even a sort of naughty vampire bar called Fangtasia. You can get a t-shirt!
How bloody and not-child-friendly is this show?
Even Dexter wants in on the fun.
Too bad, non-sucker!
So, if you like vampires, sex, blood, humor, murder mysteries, and laughing at southern accents, I wholeheartedly recommend True Blood. I've loved these books for 5 years, and I get all giddy when a new one comes out. It's like Twilight for adults who don't mind getting a bit dirty, and you can get it at Target for $35.
And if your husband won't watch it with you, let me give you 2 words: Rogue's boobs.
That's right. The chick who plays Sookie was Rogue in X-Men, and she lets the owls out to fly, if you get my drift.
Laissez les bon temps roulez, y'all!