Posted by Ben on
November 13, 2008
…I’m loving HBO’s newest television export, True Blood, or as it is commonly refered to in our household - ‘True Boobs.’

HBO’s new project written, created, and in the case of the first episode, directed by Alan Ball; writer of American Beauty and writer/creater of Six Feet Under, another HBO franchise. I remember thinking not to long ago, oh my god - HBO need to start some new projects, they seemed to be cancelling their original programming and it looked very likely they were not going to be left with almost nothing.

I watched True Blood having unwiitingly avoided the ads, the promos and the web banter, i watched the first episode expecting a gangster replacement for The Sopranos with a title like True Blood few could have criticised my expectations, a couple of minutes in to episode one and all was made clear. Am i glad i didn’t see or an italian waving a gun at a lap dancer, you can only see that shit so many times. You know its HBO when two seconds in and some guys being jerked off, to the all out brutality at the end, you know it’s HBO when a shows wrapped up with several angles of face kicking, i was sold, hook line and sinker.

In the World of True Blood, vampires exist and hope to live alongside humans, humans are still sceptical and scared of what they don’t know, the first couple of episodes very much focus on the lead character’s, Sookie, infatuation with a handsome 173 year-old vamp called Bill, yes, Bill!

True Blood’s episodes are the longest I’ve seen in recent years, clocking in at 56 minutes which equals around 10-15 more minutes of great story telling than most other shows. this being an HBO production, there are also plenty of highly graphical sex scenes, but it’s not until episodes six and seven that the lovely lead, everyone’s favourite Rogue (if you catch the geeky referance) bares her money-makers.