“True Blood” recap (6.9): Soak up the sun


Back at Vamp Camp, Sarah Newlin pops out of a pile of dead bodies like an adorably evil jack-in-the-box, and walks up to the roof of the compound (watch those heels, sweetie) reciting Psalm 23. She opens the skylight onto the vampires below with the conviction of someone who thinks she is WWJDing the fuck out of this situation. But out-Messiahing her is Bill, who is letting all the vampires feed off him, gaining enough of Warlow’s blood to survive the sunlight. I mean, another option would have been just walking out of the room, but vampires do have a flair for the dramatic. Steve Newlin bobs around the outside of the group, like a scrawny puppy who can’t get to a teat, and I actually feel bad for the little traitor. Eric does not share my sympathy, and thrusts him into the sun, where he dies with the beloved name of “Jason Stackhouse” on his lips.



After feeding on the heady combination of Warlow and Bilith blood, the vampires traipse around the dead bodies, high as fuck, like it’s Woodstock in hell (Woodstock ’99). Pam waltzes with the corpse of her therapist, whom she killed with glee, and Jessica makes out with Abercrombie James. Sarah Newlin tries to escape in the hubbub, but Jason chases her down, and holds a gun to her head. He has plenty of reasons to want to kill her,  not least of which is her belief that she is uniquely privy to the will of god (which totally reminded me of the Monet conversation in The L Word). Cut together with this scene is the usually silent Big John singing “Life Matters,” begging us to reconsider this act of violence.  And he does, thank God, leaving us Anna Camp for another season.

If you like True Blood, you have to be pretty comfortable with gore being gleefully splashed onto your screen.  The tools of this show are violence and sex.  But its heart is tolerance and unity. Killing a killer doesn’t make you righteous, and revenge won’t heal your heart. Eric realizes this only when there is no one left to kill. He leads the vampires in one last act of destruction, smashing the Tru Blood bottles, and then flies away to do some soul-searching. Before he does, he and Pam reconcile at last. This season has been largely about their relationship, and I’m glad it’s resolved, hopefully clearing the way for Pam to focus on her love life.

This episode felt an awful lot like a finale, but there’s one more next week, which I’m sure will leave us with a big cliffhanger. For now, though, I’m happy with this sense of resolution. How about you?

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