Oh Positive and A Negative

HBO really is fabulous. Mr. Lipstick and I were desperately poor students at the beginning of Sex and the City mania so we missed all of that. Everyone raved about it though, especially those Golden Globe folks. We missed the beginning of Entourage and The Sopranos, but thanks to the wonderfully magical magic of DVR, we caught up on all of that.

Then along came True Blood and oh my goodness, I have never loved a show like this one. In what universe is it acceptable to wait over eight months between seasons? Hmmm...that would be Bon Temps, Louisiana. I have to admit that I am a sucker for most things vampire. I tried that Vampire Diaries show, but it is just a bit too...how shall I say, G-rated, after the juicy goodness of True Blood.

Despite my...sigh...love, I have to say though that the first episode seemed slow and oddly erratic as well. Maybe it's just the nature of the catch-up show. Sam was meandering around and so was Andy; Tara was stumbling around and so was Bill; Sookie was frantic and so was Jessica; Jason was a mess and so was Hoyt; and I don't yet get the werewolves. And Eric...oh, Eric. Let's pause for a picture.

Now where was I? Sorry I was distracted by my idle ogling. I think I was going to say something about how it's weird that the vampire queen (played by worst-actress-in-the-world Evan Rachel Wood) is manipulating him, but I suppose it doesn't really matter because I am just ecstatic that he will be in the show more. A lot more. Squeal! Notice also that despite the black wifebeater Eric (played by Alex Skaarsgard) looks delightfully dangerous, and downright sublime. Love him.

Thank goodness this show comes on next week. I am totally obsessed.