Episode 11: Sunset
So
it’s that time, when True Blood ramps everything up. Or, at least that's what usually happens. The one
question on my mind is how they’re going to fit all of the crazy
shit they’ve packed into this season into one more episode. In this
installment we’ve got more faerie shenanigans, and a bit of
werewolf action, but this episode was all about the vampires. Those
silly, overacting vampires.
Oh,
and hey! We finally got confirmation: his name is spelled Warlow!
Today's chapter breaks are from Stevie Wonder, who provides the ending music.
Heaven Help us All
So,
it starts out with Bill hearing some ghostly beckoning. “WooOOOOooo,
Billllllll, come toooooo meeeee woooOOOOoooo.” It’s right out of
Scooby Doo. But then it soon turns into Pokemon when Bill has a
vision of Lilith and she says “I choose you!” He freaks out.
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| She also visits him in the bedroom. So very...sexy? |
Ain't that Asking for Trouble
Nora
wanders the halls, convinces Salome that she’s still with them,
gives her a little kiss, and then finds Eric and fucks him. They
decide to make a break for it. At least someone on this show is
demonstrating some actual sense.
The
council meets with General Cavanaugh, and he’s concerned that he
can’t get in touch with Roman (sigh...Roman). This guy shows no
fear. They have recorded evidence of Steve and Russell murdering all
those frat boys. If anyone touches the General, the video goes viral.
He also knows they’re behind the Tru Blood factory bombings. Oh,
and the military has weapons; they’ve been preparing for this. Eric
makes a calculated risk and kills the General. He and Nora offer to
hunt down the secretary of state, but it’s really just a ruse to
escape.
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| "God is a vampire." <snaps General's neck> Eric, I love you. |
Can
I just say, during this scene I had the realization of how stupid
this plot has been. Lilith, Sanguinistas, getting stoned on Lilith’s
blood, Lilith covered in afterbirth, Roman and Molly are dead. I
could go on, but I digress...
Eric
and Nora are en route with a pair of vampire rubes when Eric asks if
he can change the radio station. And then he stakes both of them. Oh,
the old “change the radio station from the backseat and then stake
you” trick. Classic.
Then
they escape by flying! How did I forget that Eric could do that?! It
must have been a talent of Godric’s, since Nora can fly as well. I
wonder what will happen when Eric finds out what’s become of Pam...
Be Cool, Be Calm (And Keep Yourself Together)
Jessica
wants permission to warn Jason and Sookie. But Bill don’t give a
fuck. She suggests turning Jason into a vampire, and Bill calls her
bluff. He sends her to Bon Temps with a security detail to ensure she
comes back with a baby vampire Jason.
She
finds Jason, and tries to get him to trust her, but in typical Jason
fashion, he’s not picking up on her subtle cues. “Trust me,”
she says as she bites him.
Jessica’s
security detail starts burying Jess and Jason, when Jason pops up and
shoots the Authority agents. Jess tells him that Russell and Steve
are gunning for Sookie. She also says that if she had to spend
eternity with someone, she’d want it to be Jason. Dawwwwww. Jason
leaves to find Sookie.
Jess
heads to Fangtasia looking for asylum. Pam and Tara are a tad busy
covering up Sheriff Elijah’s murder, but Jessica says the magic
word. No, not please. Eric. Pam agrees to hide Jess only if she fills
her in on what the fuck has been happening.
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| Don't take it out on Jess! It's all her maker's fault! Seriously, he blows. |
After
Jess spills the beans, Pam says Eric and Bill are showing nest
behavior; essentially when vamps nest they turn into bitches. And
drinking Lilith’s blood isn’t helping. Pam goes upstairs to get
away from the baby vamps and Jess asks Tara if she likes Pam.
Y’know...likes her? Tara is her usually bristly self, but
Jess says she just wants to be her BFF. (Tara totally does, by the
way.)
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| It's hard out here for a baby vamp. |
Later,
Southern vamp lady shows up looking for her progeny, Elijah. She
knows he’s dead and confronts Tara about it. But Pam takes the fall
for his murder and gets taken away by the Authority. Southern vamp
also finds Jessica. Way to stay hidden!
Pam
is taken to the holding cells, while Jessica is taken to the council
chambers. Bill has just killed Spartacus vamp for having the audacity
to say that Lilith has also chosen him as the one. That spooky ghost
voice is for him! (Lilith also appears to Salome, but who cares.)
Bill
is not pleased with Jessica. He knocks her across the room and says
“I am the chosen one!” not at all like a crazy person.
Don't You Worry 'bout a Thing
These
two aren’t in this episode all that much. They run around the
Authority as mice, and finally find where Emma’s been held captive.
She’s in the holding cells with all the...food. Authority agents
find Sam and Luna (in human form) and put them in the cells. Sam
offer himself up to be Bill’s next meal, leaving Luna to figure out
how to get Emma the fuck out of there. If I were Luna, I’d turn
into a rhino or an elephant or something.
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| Sam: Pam, help Luna! |
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| Pam: Who the fuck is Luna? |
Nothing's too Good for My Baby
Sheriff
Andy checks in on Holly at Merlotte’s, gets an apology from her
kids (for posting his ass on the faceybook), and later asks Arlene
and Terry for relationship advice. Oh, and Mirella shows up to inform
him that she’s pregnant with his baby. And if he reneges on child
support, he’s declaring war on the faeries.
I Don't Know Why
Alcide
hangs out with his dad, where we find out that Alcide’s dad stole
money from his former pack. And then they fight some baby vamps. As
to why they feel the need to show us this is beyond me. What more do
they have to tell about these two that can’t wait for next season?
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| But hey, at least he was shirtless for a bit. |
Sunshine in Their Eyes
So
Sookie hangs out with the faeries, and talks to the Elder Faerie, a
dancing, crazy woman with a predilection for asking about music.
Sookie asks her about Warlow, and after rambling about how Sookie
sluts herself out to anything with fangs, she starts to say something
about Warlow, but is interrupted by Jason.
Tangent
time: the whole faerie burlesque concept is terrible. When I think of
faeries, I think of impossibly beautiful creatures with a shread of
fashion sense. All these fae look like they dressed themselves in
cast off Peter Pan costumes and dresses from the clearance prom
section at Sears. And this Elder? Give me a fucking break! I’m fine
with her being crazy, but my god everything else was so lame.
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| The faerie Elder is gonna live forever! (Poorly planned Fame joke.) |
Anyhoo,
Jason’s just returned from his encounter with Jessica, and he has
bad news: Russell is alive! The Elder is concerned. All the faeries
are scared, but Sookie wants to fight. The Elder agrees. They
formulate a plan, and Jason acts as bait for Russell and Steve.
Russell
finds Jason at the Stackhouse homestead, and glamours him into taking
he and Steve to Sookie.
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| Hey! Stop reading my slash fiction, True Blood writers! |
Jason takes them to the field where the
faerie club resides. Steve and Russell run around sniffing the air
for a bit, then Russell threatens to kill Jason if Sookie doesn’t
show herself. She’s ready to fight, but the Elder stops her and
decides to fight them herself.
She
zaps Steve and—accidentally—Jason, but Russell gets the drop on
her and drinks her dry. Consuming all that elder blood lets him see
the hidden faerie club, and decides to pay them a visit.
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| Do come in, Russell. We've been expecting you. |
Favorite Moment: I feel like I'm actually more excited for the finale than I was about anything that happened this episode.
Least Favorite Moment: So many things...
OMG Moment: I was just thinking of how awesome the Elder faerie could have been. What if it had been Rupaul?
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| What would she say about this? Perhaps... |
Or Divine (RIP)?
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| In fact, just make John Waters the showrunner next season. |
WHY DO I HAVE ALL THE GOOD IDEAS
See you bitches next week for the season finale!
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