Setting the Record Straight

I watch True Blood for its intricate plot twists, snappy dialog, art direction and wonderful acting. That is all!

I am totally immune

Now if you believe that, I have some real estate on Mars I’d like to sell to you.

True Blood: You’re killing me!

Eric begs Godric not to leave. Thanks, bluebear_74!

Last night’s True Blood has left me with a severe “fangover” (thanks, angelbaby). I hate when TV makes me cry. HATE IT. These people are not real. They are fictional characters, however three-dimensional their portrayal. All I want to be is entertained, not have my heart ripped out of my chest and fed back to me, piece by piece. To say I was gutted at the end of possibly the best episode of True Blood ever would be an understatement. Godric might not have been around on the show very long, but just the thought of 2000 years of existence extinguished in a matter of seconds – dead and gone without a shred of evidence that he was ever there – hurt so much that I could not sleep last night.

What I hate more than when TV makes me cry, is when it reminds me of really painful moments of my past that I have yet to get over. Watching Eric cry and beg his maker not to leave him was brutal, not just because Alexander Skarsgård was brilliant or that I could feel every bit of Godric’s weariness due to Allan Hyde’s amazing performance, but because I’ve experienced the loss of my own “maker” so to speak. That scene brought back all the memories of me begging my Dad not to go just yet but to keep fighting as I watched him slip away a few years ago. The time between his diagnosis and death was a matter of weeks, and I wasn’t ready to let him go. In some ways I’m still angry about it, but it was his time so I’ve accepted it.

I’d read the spoilers for the episode and Living Dead in Dallas, so I had some idea what was to come, but I was completely blindsided by my own emotions. I will be careful from now on. If True Blood could sneak up on me like this, who knows what other painful scabs it will pick at next?

From My DVD Collection: Coupling (UK Version)

Back when I lived in a tiny apartment in Austin, Texas, that provided me with free cable, I caught pneumonia and was stuck in my home for a period of 6 days. My illness coincided with the launch of BBC America (blessed channel of all channels) and their free preview weekend. Among the little gems that aired during the launch was Coupling. My opinion of situation comedies has never been the same since.

Network Upfronts

The major US networks are rolling out their fall line-ups and mid-season replacements this month, basically letting us know which of our favorite shows have been axed and which pieces of shit they decided to grant another season, and so far I am utterly unimpressed. Then again, I feel the same way almost every year. The networks never fail to make me angry – very angry. GRRRRRR!