True Blood “I Don’t Wanna Know”
True Blood, HBO tv series, Sundays
Understandably, waking up with naked Sam at the foot of her bed scares the shit out of Sookie. After a demonstration and explanation of his shape-shiftiness, Sook aptly says, “Shut the fuck up.” Her look tells us she’d like a break from mystical-creatures-come-reality for a while.
We got some telling flashbacks about Sam this week. Apparently, he’s been repeatedly abandoned. Once by his shifter parents, and again by his adoptive parents when they realized he was…special. I have to say, his part was cast brilliantly. He totally seems like a guy who would shape shift into a collie.
Tara finally has that exorcism she’s been itching for, during which she drinks “snake juice” and is given Miss Jeannette’s spit to rub on her face (Icky). She spazzes out, throws up, cries, and stabs the emerging demon who manifests as a young Tara. The following morning, the exorcized mother and daughter ingest several celebratory buckets o’ crawfish. Tara’s excitement is flattened when she spots their exorcist in wig and uniform working at a drug store. Turns out the exorcism was a fake and the snake juice was ipecac and peyote. Cripes, that was a seriously pricey hallucination.
Amy discovers Jason has been feeding the imprisoned vampire and she’s one unhappy vegan. Eddie tells her Jason won’t forgive her if she kills him. Her plan: they keep the plump vamp as a pet and hope he develops Stockholm syndrome so he’ll want to be with them and they can use his blood to fund their travel expenses as they traipse through untamed villages and mountain passages searching for existential bliss. Solid.
At Arlene and Rene’s fish boil, a whole lotta shit goes down. Tara saunters in, sloppy and wearing her red spandex prom dress, eager to get busy with Sammie. Lafayette accosts Jason (who was guzzling beer & urinating simultaneously) for being responsible for the missing vampire. Of course, he has no idea just how responsible Jason really is. Sookie narrowly escapes an attacker inside the darkened, empty bar. She was privy to the mental replay of his last victim’s murder. They made a point of showing the vampire bites on the dead girl’s neck. I’ve read the books but I’m curious…who do you think the murderer is?
On the way home from the Cajun soirée, Tara swerves off the road to avoid hitting a very naked, very dirty woman with a hog companion. Another mystical creature, perhaps? Or maybe just a fruitcake escaped from the “clothing optional” retreat in Shreveport?
The most intriguing portion of the episode was the vampire tribunal. Held in a junk yard of sorts, the “Magister” sitting in the back of an old El Camino with his Blackberry in hand; it hardly seems a formal affair. The first guy’s punishment was to have his fangs plucked right out of his gums. Uh, ouch. And Bill, despite Eric’s backup, is told he’ll have to spend five years locked in a coffin cell. But the judge decides he’d rather have Bill “make” a lovely virginal teen into one of them. Oh, Bill. So valiant. He asks for the cell instead. Then he tries to glamour the girl so she won’t be afraid until the Mage forbids it. Even though he’s a vampire, he’s certainly still in touch with human sympathy and guilt.
Amy stakes Eddie when Jason tries to release him. Thus ending the “treat him like a pet” plan. Unless she’s in the habit of staking puppies.
I can’t believe there are only 2 episodes left. I hope they don’t make us wait an eternity for season two!
“I was trained in the Inquisition and I am the adjudicator for every vampire territory in North America. As the humans say-the humans who you love more than your own kind-back your shit down.”
–Magister, a little miffed about his authority being questioned
