Vampiric Resurgence
Remember back in like 2010 when we all decided we were kind of done with vampires? Or maybe that was just me. Well after a hiatus of a handful of years, I have returned to them.
Amazon recently started offering HBO shows for free to Prime members, as long as the episodes being offered were at least three years old. Seeing as I have never in my life been classy enough to pay for HBO, this was a very exciting development.
So my husband and I started watching True Blood a couple weeks ago. And now we're on season 5.
What just happened??
It's gotten ridiculous - both the show and my need to continue absorbing it through my eyeballs. I can't even watch some of it without laughing, and let's not forget it's a drama. It has a become a paranormal parody of itself, and I've heard it just gets weirder. And yet I still can't stop watching. My husband and I will watch seven episodes, then he'll go to bed, and I'll still be up, needing another fix. So I turn on Vampire Diaries, which also jumps the shark a little bit more each season, and I can NOT figure out why I care again.
What is it about vampires that, excuse the pun, sucks you in even when your rational brain wants nothing to do with them?
My friends and I were having a related discussion last night about who really started our fascination with vampires. Was it Anne Rice? Was it Brad Pitt? Was it all just a tame interest until Stephenie Meyer made it megapop? This would make a really interesting research paper if I still did things like that. But there you go, free essay idea.
Meanwhile, I'll be journeying again to Bon Temps, Louisiana tonight...
Amazon recently started offering HBO shows for free to Prime members, as long as the episodes being offered were at least three years old. Seeing as I have never in my life been classy enough to pay for HBO, this was a very exciting development.
So my husband and I started watching True Blood a couple weeks ago. And now we're on season 5.
What just happened??
It's gotten ridiculous - both the show and my need to continue absorbing it through my eyeballs. I can't even watch some of it without laughing, and let's not forget it's a drama. It has a become a paranormal parody of itself, and I've heard it just gets weirder. And yet I still can't stop watching. My husband and I will watch seven episodes, then he'll go to bed, and I'll still be up, needing another fix. So I turn on Vampire Diaries, which also jumps the shark a little bit more each season, and I can NOT figure out why I care again.
What is it about vampires that, excuse the pun, sucks you in even when your rational brain wants nothing to do with them?
My friends and I were having a related discussion last night about who really started our fascination with vampires. Was it Anne Rice? Was it Brad Pitt? Was it all just a tame interest until Stephenie Meyer made it megapop? This would make a really interesting research paper if I still did things like that. But there you go, free essay idea.
Meanwhile, I'll be journeying again to Bon Temps, Louisiana tonight...
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