I haven't been able to bring myself to write about the final season of True Blood until now because it was so disappointing! Disappointing that it was ending but also such a disappointing plot. This last season was only about tying up loose ends succinctly. They killed off main characters for drama, with no real connection to emotion. They oversimplified all the resolutions. And at times, dare I say, I was actually bored! And I'm sorry, even the sensuality was ruined during the sex scenes with Bill and Sookie because of the gross Hep-V infected veins everywhere. The only redeeming thing about the last season was that they did bring Sookie's character to a close that was harmonious with the books and Charlene Harris's vision of her: Sookie never did turn vampire and she was going to go on to live a happy human life.
I can see where the creativity had worn out, though--they had no place to go. They rushed through Eric and Sookie's romance, which could (and should) have taken them through at least one more season, and they had already killed off Queen Sophie Anne long ago. But I would have liked to see the vampire conference, a romance with Quinn the Weretiger, the brushed off drama with Debbie Pelt's family, and something with Mr. Cataliades! There was more that could have been explored, if not for what I suspect was a fear to keep Sookie and Bill--or the actors at least--apart too long. Charlaine Harris was able to keep their tension alive through many more books, even though they were no longer in a relationship. Sookie never got back with Bill and he never asked her to kill him--come on!--and she still moved on to a happy human life. A much better resolution in my opinion, than having her so weak as to have to erase Bill from existence in order to survive. Ah, well. Still a phenomenal job overall albeit a thud of an ending.
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