July 9th, 2012
11:45 AM ET
[This post contains spoilers for the July 8 episode of HBO's "True Blood."]
On the latest "True Blood," Sookie and Alcide were about to finally seal the deal ... when she vomited. Whoops!
“Alcide, you sure know how to treat a lady,” Eric said. Unfortunately, he wasn’t there to steal her away from Alcide.
No, Eric and Bill had come to convince Sookie to help them search for Russell. As she exclaimed, “a 3,000-year-old vampire wants to suck my blood. Must be Thursday!”
The four of them went to the concrete parking lot where Russell was buried. Sookie looked inside a worker’s mind and saw the image of a woman digging him up, and the culprit was wearing a necklace with an Authority seal.
Because he’s annoying (and kind of dumb), Bill was convinced that the perpetrator was Nora. My money’s on Salome.
In Shreveport, Pam forced Tara to work the bar at Fangtasia, and then reprimanded her when she tried to feed on a customer.
Jessica recognized Tara’s anguish and sidled up to the bar for some girl talk. She told Tara that her feelings were normal, and that it would get better. And when Jessica mentioned the rush of feeding on a human, Tara’s eyes lit up, and she admitted to enjoying it. Finally!
Jessica did make being a vampire sound incredible: “We’re going to live forever. We’re going to be young forever. The world, it’s like, wide open to us.” It was great fun to watch these two angsty young ones bond over how misunderstood they are, and talk about their makers as if they were strict parents.
But before their friendship had a chance to blossom, they came to blows over Hoyt. LAME. I guess he’s hard to resist now that he looks like a wannabe member of Duran Duran who’s also under the false impression that they’re a hardcore punk band.
Lafayette was also preoccupied with a boy: Jesús. (Lafayette's boyfriend - remember him? He's the guy Lafayette killed last season after being possessed by a demon. If you don't recall, we can't really blame you - he's barely been mentioned all season!)
Anyway, poor Lala fought back at the demon. He yelled, “I’m tired of all this bulls***!” To which I said, "Me too, girl, me too." This demon drama is preventing Lala from being his sassy self, and I’m as over it as he is.
Later, Jesús’ head appeared to Lafayette in the middle of the night, and his mouth was stitched shut. Lafayette’s mother had the same apparition, and she seemed to understand Jesús’ message.
Another thing that happened in this episode was that we saw a lot of butts! So. Many. Man. Butts. Andy’s bare butt really should have its own IMDb character page by now.
Anyway, with Andy and Jason investigating the deaths of Sam's friends, Sam went to tell Luna about them. But when he left her house, he was shot. Luna ran out after him and was killed. No! Poor Sam!
Sookie, Eric, the dude from the parking garage (there are too many characters already, I can’t learn another name), and Alcide (I actually forgot he was there because he’s a walking mannequin) arrived at an abandoned hospital. Sookie took the lead and charged in.
Now this is the Sookie we’ve been missing. The no-nonsense independent lady, not the pathetic victim we’ve seen so far this season. The parking garage dude was frightened, and lamented that he wanted to live to see New York. Eric said, “New York City smells like pee and the people are rude.” As an NYC resident, I can confirm that statement. Especially the pee part.
They finally found Russell, weak and in bed. He challenged Eric to, as his "great love Talbot used to say when we were buck hunting," give it his best shot. And then boo! Ah! Wolf attack?
This was a fun episode! Again, the main focus was on the (interesting!) vampire storyline. I’m thrilled that Sookie has located her backbone, and that Lafayette is finally facing his demons (um, literally). And Russell is back, no longer looking like a raw, pink Voldemort (shudder).
What did you think of last night’s episode? Who do you think set Russell free?
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