All Fanged Out
As a non-HBO subscriber the vampires of True Blood never bit me, but I just rented season one through Netflix and I'm hooked. I spent the Thanksgiving weekend wallowing in a television orgy of sex, blood, more sex, drugs, vampires, shapeshifters, interracial sex, more drugs, backswamp voodoo exorcisms, and wacky black drug dealing website hosting short order cooks. Fun.
I was somewhat disappointed the way the series resolved the central murder mystery that arced its way through the season: the payoff was unearned and therefore somewhat unsatisfactory. The subversive queer text works - I loved the way the proprietress of the vampire bar called Miss Sookie "that little blonde breather." And how oh how was the grandmother so open to letting the gentleman vampire call on her? Whatever. Willing suspension of disbelief. Yadda Yadda. It is, after all, a friggin' vampire show!
And what I really, really enjoy about the show is the way the creator (or was it the original novelist) pays credence to, well, established protocols of vampire mythology before dealing away with them. Done intelligently, not glibly. I do so hate when people mis-use established symbols, myths, tropes, don't you?
Can't wait for season two to come out!