After watching this episode, I feel like the battle lines have been drawn, but the soldiers are still running all over the field. This was the producers moving their armies into position for the final episodes, which are going to a bigger visual assault than waking up in Lafayette’s living room with a hangover. Let’s start at the beginning…
After staking Talbot during foreplay, Eric flew back to Fangtasia, literally. Yes, Pam, you should panic because he’s so scared that he didn’t even take the time to button his shirt before he fled Russell’s Mississippi mansion. He told Pam they needed sanctuary. When she suggested Sookie’s home, he said that was out of the question. (Because Russell knew where it was? Because Eric didn’t want to endanger Sookie by giving Russell another reason to go after her? Or because he could feel that Sookie had just done the nasty with Bill and wasn’t ready to deal with him yet?) Ginger walked in, and they told her they needed to borrow her home, and she asked if it was because of the V-Feds, Nan Flanagan’s armed soldiers who, frankly, had less to do than the ones who backed up Beyoncé for her 2010 Grammy performance of ”If I Were a Boy.”
Eric, who changed into one of his black undershirts, and Pam, wearing a cropped fuchsia tracksuit that made me miss those pumps she ruined trying to track Maryann, went out to meet Ms. Flanagan, who was rockin’ a Trinity look from The Matrix. She was pissed that she was called in to clean up Eric’s mess in Louisiana when she should be kissing ass in Oregon to help the Vampire Rights Amendment, which is two states away from ratification. Eric looked visibly nervous, and Nan told her boys to silver Eric, which made Ginger scream. Please, someone kill her.
Russell returned home to find a pile of Talbot. The show isn’t the same without his quips or flair for home decorating, is it? Russell laid down next to his gooey bits and held some entrails. He looked up and saw the Viking crown was missing from his collection. That must have been a tough scene for Denis O’Hare. He ended it crying, in the kind of pain that runs so deep you stop making sounds but you’re mouth is still open because your body is still physically grieving.
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