Where the hell has this good writing been all season? Seriously, if all of True Blood’s sixth season had been as consistently beautiful as “Life Matters”, I may have had better things to say about the my gorram favorite TV show.
From the arresting juxtaposition of the freed vampers with Terry’s farewell, to the gruesome and long-needed revenge scenes (who AM I?), every bit of dialogue was not only exceptionally well-scripted but the delivery was nearly immaculate. I cannot say enough good things about the cast’s performance in this penultimate episode.
I can only sing praises for the scenes in which Terry learned to become a member of the Merlotte’s family and become reacquainted with the life of an American citizen, rather than that of an overseas soldier. Todd Lowe’s farewell as the traumatized war veteran was a true testament as an actor to his understanding of what that looks like on a real human being (I’ve seen this done a lot with trauma victims… none pull it off quite like Lowe). I’ve known some traumatized people in my life, and Todd Lowe’s glazed-over, heated glare of an abandoned soul was chilling to say the least. Furthermore, what I’ve always loved about Terry is his ability to be a consistently good person and do what is right (except for that whole mess while in the service). We saw that Terry—the last truly good man of Renard Parish—for the very last time… and we were left with the miserable and terrible inhabitants of Bon Temps.
First Hoyt and now Terry… I don’t know what I’m going to do with myself. The only remotely good people left in Renard Parish are Andy Bellefleur and Lafayette Reynolds. The way things are headed right now, I’m not sure these two will survive the end of the series, because True Blood hates the morally white area.
My heart is singing for so many other reasons… Pam and Eric came back together again (and damnit, they almost stayed together), in a hilarious sequence Sarah Newlin ran up a flight of stairs while questionably quoting Psalm 23:4, Sookie actually spent some time with characters who are not Warlow, Overlark died in the most horrific and gruesome way, Jason got some good zingers in, Ginger screamed a lot, Eric saved the day (only to have Bill steal his thunder), and Bill almost died. Almost.
Honestly, this would have been a perfect ten for the episode if Bill had just freaking died and not taken Eric’s credit as the savior of the encamped vamps. Seriously, Bill had the power to get everyone out at the beginning of the season, and knew about the camp approximately six episodes ago. Why did it take a Viking doing what he does best—pillaging—for Bill to try and be a big damn hero? Why did I figure out at least one if not two episodes ago that Bill’s blood could help his friends but he was somehow able to overlook this fact? Bill knew about the camp, the room that lead to the sun, and that JESSICA—HIS PROGENY—may very well die there. But nope, he just sat in his house and got all grumbly and passive aggressive for most of the season. Until Eric, the true vampire hero of True Blood, went on to save the day… again.
I’m seeing a pattern, because Eric has saved the day for at least three seasons in a row now… Yet Bill still survives? And continues to be billed as a protagonist?
I simply don’t get it.
A few other thoughts…
- What is this situation at the funeral that both Nicole and Alcide have been invited? Does Nicole even know that she’s pregnant? Why isn’t she running in fear when Alcide sits in front of her, after he took part in the murder of her friends? Why is she laughing at these stories about Terry, a man she never meant?
- The dialogue between Jason and Sarah Newlin is just fantastic. Juxtaposed with that song for Terry, the whole scene just had me weeping. While I respect Jason’s inability to kill a human being, I am sad that Sarah will be free to surely make a mess of everything in the season finale.
- I really hope that Sookie isn’t keeping her promise to Warlow, because this dead plot has been beaten too many times for comfort.
- Lala looked absolutely fabulous, and I appreciate that he became friends with Terry by teaching him how to simultaneously dance and cook.
- Steve Newlin’s finale line “I love you, Jason Stackhouse!” was the perfect way for that character to go.
- It takes Jessica way too long to check on Bill, her dying maker.
- Carrie Preston did a great job with her performance as the grieving Arlene. I’m very impressed.
- Damnit, Bill really didn’t die, did he?