Sitting in my designated True Blood bar on Sunday night, it started to finally hit me that this is really the end. I’m sure I’ll prattle about that plenty in my next recap, but for now it’s enough to say that I don’t mind that True Blood went long on character and short on plot this episode. It’s the characters that have always endeared viewers to Bon Temps, and a long, sentimental goodbye is just fine by me.
We pick up right where we left off, with Bill refusing Sarah Newlin’s blood. Jessica and Sookie are aghast, while Pam breaks out a bucket of popcorn and watches this new twist amusedly.
Bill can neither explain nor defend his decision to “accept his fate,” which Sookie rightfully argues is not the appropriate term for this. She slaps him a few times (where is he gif of this) and then gives up. Jessica is equally hurt and expresses it by demanding that Bill release her as his progeny. This he does, leaving Jessica devastated and sobbing into Pam’s shoulder. Oh Pam, you are such a nurturer in your way.
Back in Bon Temps, another character bows out of the action. Sookie and Jessica arrive at Sam’s trailer to find it utterly empty (except for Sam’s hideous furniture, which Nicole wisely made him leave behind). The only other thing left is a letter to Sookie, which reads:
I would really be cool with this being our big Sam goodbye, but he’s in the preview for next week, so we’ll see him again. And honestly, even though he’s an easy target, I’ve never understood the huge contingent of people who HATE SAM. How can you hate a dog?
Over in the bar, Arlene is leading the surviving townsfolk in a party, because that is Bon Temp’s sole coping mechanism. Boyfriend dead? Hire a DJ! Zombie vampires on the loose? Good time for a potluck! Maenad taking over the town? ORGY. LET’S ALL ORGY. Sookie is a little burnt out on celebration so she sits this one out, but Jessica seizes the opportunity to make things right with James. He and Lafayette are doing great as a couple, which is very pleasing. Actually, James is the only new character in the past couple of seasons whose presence doesn’t annoy me, because more bisexual men on television is one of my pet causes.
After patching things up with one ex, Jessica decides to visit another. At the Fortenberry residence Hoyt insists that he never met Jessica before last night, but neglects to mention that it certainly felt like they were destined to spend a lifetime gazing in to one another’s eyes. Brigette is just starting to calm down when Jessica herself shows up. It’s funny to see Jess and Brigette squared off against each other like this, as they so closely resemble embodiments of fire and ice, respectively. It is even funnier when Bridgette is like “Do not go chasing after that girl so she can tell you the story of your love. DO NOT LET HER NOTEBOOK YOU” and Hoyt waits a whole five seconds before sprinting after the love of his life.
You know, I can find fault with a lot of this show’s pairings, but not with this one. I can relate to Jessica, for needing some time to grow up and make her own mistakes before settling down with her person. And I relate to Hoyt, for trusting the thing in his heart that says that this woman is the best and truest thing that has ever happened to him, and chasing her as fast as he can.
Understandably, Bridgette is not as charitable about this whole situation, so she calls Jason Stackhouse up for some beers and revenge sex. This plan is delayed because Jason pulls up right when Jessica gets to the part in The Notebook where Hoyt’s best friend screwed his girlfriend, and Hoyt reacts by punching Jason in the face (again). Bridgette rescues Jason and starts to drive him home in hopes of making Hoyt as jealous over her as he is over Jessica. But upon talking to Deputy Stackhouse, Bridgette realizes that he is much more than just a smile and a set of perfectly sculpted abs (I’m gay, not blind). And once Jason explains the sad circumstance of his rift with Hoyt, she sees that Jason is genuinely tormented by guilt and self-loathing. So she takes him to bed with the promise that they will not have sex, which is actually kind of adorable. I find Bridgette about as interesting as a bottle of Evian, but I’d love to see Jason with someone who sees him as more than a sex object.
While they build the foundations of a new relationship, Hoyt and Jessica finally come home to each other. Jessica promises that she is finally ready for him, and that she has exhausted the possibilities of her dark side. And then they have a sex scene that is incredibly tender despite being incredibly graphic. So, at least on that note, all is right with the world.
Unexpectedly, this is actually a great Eric episode. I love every time we get to see a new layer of Eric’s personality, and this week we see several. First he goes to Bill and begs him not to kill himself for Sookie’s sake. Bill is like “Don’t you see? Sookie can never be happy as long as I’m alive, for how could she love another when she could have all this.” Word to the wise, Bill: don’t paint yourself as the picture of irresistible masculinity when you’re standing in the same room as Alexander Skarsgård. Much as I long for Bill’s death, I hate his denial of Sookie’s agency with this “it’s not what she wants but it’s what she needs” bullshit. You don’t have to melt into a pile of goo for Sookie to get over you, Bill. That’s just a bonus.