HBO / 720 Minutes / 2012 / Unrated / Street Date: May 21, 2013
As a culture, we continue to be in the midst of a bona fide vampire craze, and the sparkly goth kids of Twilight aren't the only ones to blame: True Blood is the kind of show that will make a full-blown addict out of even the most marginally interested - it's a series that hooks you and keeps you coming back for more, even if its story arcs grow more and more insanely ludicrous.
Longtime viewers already know that True Blood definitely has Stephenie Meyer's blood-suckers beat in the boner department - not since those four nice New York gals gabbed and gabbed about doin' it has HBO had a show this potently sexy, and this eros suits its subject matter just fine. In Alan Ball's world, vampires aren't latently sexualized (think Anne Rice) nor are they sweetly mushy (Twilight). These cats are totally game for sins of the flesh in whatever capacity they might be, and this collective hedonistic aim runs rampant over the course of this Complete Fifth Season collection.
I hate to even hint at divulging plot points on this edition – if you have yet to venture into True Blood’s latest season, the surprises of discovery will likely be part of the fun – but a Cliff’s Notes discussion of it would cite The Complete Fifth Season as being fun, but perhaps more disposable than other runs of the show. TV is a great forgiver as a medium (if you’ve invested four seasons’ worth into True Blood, you’re not going to stop now), but even if it’s occasionally thrilling to watch these beasts of the night do their thing, one hopes that in its next go-round, the show really sinks its fangs into it.