True Blood

I just wanted to say that I love, love, love True Blood! It’s just soooo good. Just like Twilight it is based on a series of novels, The Southern Vampire Mysteries by Charlaine Harris to be precise, but whereas Twilight is romantic, innocent and the perfect fodder for every girl’s (and woman’s for that matter) naïve inner teenager; True Blood is sexy, shocking, mature and oh so gory.

Pining, brooding and purity, it’s all so last season. This year’s hardcore, meaning great characters, a phenomenal script and lots of intrigue resulting in exciting adult entertainment. Trust me, TV has hardly ever been this good. I guess producer Alan Ball (Six Feet Under, American Beauty) had something to do with this.

True Blood revolves around the co-existence of vampires and humans in Bon Temps, a fictional small Louisiana town. The main character is on Sookie Stackhouse (Anna Paquin), a telepathic waitress, who falls in love with vampire Bill Compton (Stephen Moyer). But their romance is just the beginning and not the focal point as in other series.

There are also some shape shifters, religious fanatics, Gods, blood addicts, transvestites and werewolves on the loose to keep things interesting, not to mention a couple of orgies, some very kinky sex and an abundance of dead bodies. Now don’t go thinking this is just a cheesy, sexist supernatural show because; despite its adult content, it’s definitely not. It’s stylish, tasteful and very stimulating due to its daring and eclectic mix of characters and situations, guarantying you a sensational and satisfying show.

I even bought a boxed set of the first 8 novels in the series because I simply couldn’t wait to see what happens next. Too bad I have a job now, which I love by the way.