Not part of my super late awesome ladies you should love post.
But still relivent, sort of as I managed to watch the season finale of True Blood.
SPOILERS!
True Blood,
We're breaking up.
I'd never thought I say this about a show, having kept watching long after my beloved shows declined in quality, after beloved characters are killed off, put on a bus or stripped down to shells of their former glory. I watched the last two seasons of the X Files, Twin Peaks after they solved Laura's death, Charmed after shit got weird. Jumping the shark makes no difference in light of my obsessive love of tv.
But I have to leave you now, True Blood, you've done something unforgivable.
You killed my homegirl.
You killed my homegirl, True blood, after I defended your blood soaked-titty bearing- fern gully porno-inbred wearpanther-black eye orgy self. I sat through painful love triangles, apeshit sub plots, some rather appalling violence against women, rape as a plot device, terrible dialog and nonsensical character development.
You fucking killed my homegirl. This is unforgivable.
(Also, about half of the people of color on the cast and punched your tragic fag couple trope card. Not cool.)
And what do I get in return? The promise of more faeries? More wearpanthers? More airtime for Sookie who has goddam faeries powers but can't zap the women with the shotgun intending to shoot her?
Hell the fuck naw. There is only so much I can take. I'm giving you one last chance, True Blood.
You don't bring Tara as a vampire or heal her ass or have her regenerate or some insane asspull save, we are over.
But I'm keeping the dvd's.