He shakes his head * alone * or True Blood: Heterosexuality is like a spoonful of the Matrix. Does not exist. And if there is, it bends ... (pun intended) I leave the self-imposed hibernation and mangy to vomit in the world a delusion that I am sure, will change the lives of everyone.
Because I know and I know you: everyone has a skeleton in the closet. Little, dusty, rationalized, perhaps hidden, but there is.
I'm talking about those TV shows followed with the devotion of a religious extremist, but that does not admit to watching even under torture, a little 'how Novella2000 read in the waiting room of the doctor or the hairdresser. Each of us has a skeleton of entertainment hidden under the pile of jeans that are not going well, but we insist on keeping the same, because "you never know." Some looked
Kiss me Licia (and no, not the cartoon but the bullshit in the flesh, with the timeless Cristina d'Avena in the shoes of Lycia, you still think that at forty he has fourteen)
Some people had passionate chemistry from the CEPU McGyver, those who could not help but look at the A-team, who has not missed an episode of Beverly Hills, Brenda pins with all the intensity of a voodoo shaman. There are those who watch the Gilmore Girls, Judge Amy, the Lady in Yellow, Columbo, Magnum PI, Buffy, Tata, the Robinson, Arnold, I could go on forever. And do not do that innocent little face, because we all know so much that each of us there is a small television shame.
I've had little, have always been rather picky when it comes to the show, and I'm passionate about just ending the series in which players start with ten years and at the end of the story are grandparents.
But in perfect line with my teenage cyclical regression, I just found my new drug.
I have a kink for vampires, and this is nothing new. Twilight appeals to me as the idea of plunging into a swarm of mosquitoes, and this is nothing new. But Twilight is not the only dish on the menu, and a few days ago I made an enormous tactical error to open the folder where, months ago, I downloaded the first two series True Blood, Louisiana cajoun tragicomedy noir set in modern day, and I fucking with my hands.
only at the time of QAF was Sbrocca so much, and thank god, TB have made only two series, for now, otherwise my sleeping hours would be reduced to -2, but I digress. For those disgusted
vampires, for those who have not seen one episode, for those who do not have the tv and will probably live much better than me, a very quick summary: the protagonist of the series is Sookie, a telepathic waitress twenty-five, which is found surrounded by creatures of every kind and sort of in America today, alternate universe where vampires decide to show their existence in the world. Sookie is the perfect character: a little 'Mary Sue, a bit' Pollyanna, a little 'slut. It is also blonde. Draco would be proud of her ...
Another character is the gentleman vampire (and figherrimo) Bill Compton, a soldier in the Civil War and turned into a vampire in 1800. the OTP between Sookie and Bill is, of course, obvious and canonicissimo, since the first series wheel, among other things, about the birth of their relationship.
surround more or less messed up a troop of other characters (the brother of Sookie cool and stupid, her friend Tara messy, queer cousin Tara, his employer Sam, a series of more or less varied good & bad vampires and they all lived happy and fulfilled according to the manual of the TV series perfect), and a good dose of not-so-metaphorical themes, including the battle for civil rights of vampires, the law against mixed marriages and so on. Oh, and the blood of vampire is the drug of the century.
The setting, for those who are old enough, has a debt even generation with Twin Peaks. Not that has anything to do with the wild north of Washington state, but the representation of small town America is very sick and morbid, very much indebted to the delirious imagination of Mr. Lynch. At the bar in which he plays a good part of the events you expect to see come at any moment the agent Cooper. They have cherry pie, but I'm willing to forgive the same ...
If you add a ton of references to the mysteries of the South, the Creole culture, the legacy of heavy battles racial mix is stellar and made a workmanlike.
But I'm back digress.
short, begin to look at this blessed show. Avoidance there any delusions about textures, pairing and narrative developments, at the bottom of this post makes no claim of seriousness. The only purpose is to show that a) I am very grateful to those who carried out the casting for the characters and b) never as in this case, the faces and bodies reminded me with a certain insistence that heterosexuality is a rigid urban legend. How to tell that to go from Garibaldi to the Duomo, you have to divert
for strength ... And already the first episode shows a pretty black Venus to which comment was never more appropriate, given the theme of the show, I would gladly give a bite. Or even two. Tara, a friend of the protagonist Sookie, who spends his time making outrageous mistakes, and generally living a life a little 'shit. But how beautiful you can not say
I continue in the vision and I find this other character immensely. Jessica, neovampira seventeen, that should be put under the carriage of weapons because you can not have that look, that smile and red hair and expect me to remain indifferent
But the other half of the sky not a fucking joke. Two sequences after the start of the first episode, you see this remarkable specimen of a vampire. Here again, by Gary Stu manual fanfiction: vampire, a gentleman, ethical but not too much, with that hint of darkness that makes your head spin with the girls and pants for ladies. The good tragic and troubled, to say, a bit 'Severus, a little' Sirius. And cool. But that
fighezza , pass me the horror of language, yelling as "Prince Charming sui generis" from all sides. What's more, has a voice that could strappamutande listen for hours. When it blows "yes" in response to an order, in episode 4 (7:26 minute video linked below), I could die. Ladies and gentlemen interested in the article, Bill Compton:
After this lovely vision, I decide to go forward that is worth watching. And Bill always thrills me more, until you get episode 4. In the best tradition of fanfiction vampire in the background, Bill and Sookie in the landing area of the local vampires, Fangtasia (A di Non. ... Word XD), and there the order the universe is restored. Two by two, ball in the center. Because there
Fangtasia HIM. 194 cm of biondaggine Swedish vampire ancient and amoral, sarcastic and full of humor, a bit 'Lucius, a little' Jack Sparrow, egocentric, manipulative, cold and sensual, not really good and not bad at all. And a beauty EMBARRASSING. Sexy as your adolescent crush, man made, invites you to drink something from him. As compelling as all the bad guys. Perfect. Draco the hate with the intensity of a thousand suns, because it is even more blonde him. And it makes the streaks (episode 2 of the second set, look for yourself ...). And he has a girlfriend / minion is Pansy Parkinson Bite Me
Him He is the vampire Eric Northman. He is the actor Alexander Skarsgard, and I have a crush that I miss when I was 15.
Compatitemi is beautiful:
And because they are good, the movie youtube link also with the sequence of the episode enlightening
Endnote: I have not yet seen the second series (Give me a couple of days ...) so everyone had already seen it does not dare to spoilers, I've killed for less ...
