Oh Eric, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
At least 30 - as in the last 30 seconds of True Blood last night. If I still had a PVR, I might have rewound that scene 100 times or more. All four of the key Bon Temps vamps, even Bill (*gasp*) looked so freaking bad ass - I loved it!
(But what the heck is going on with the Bon Temps women? Sookie should be smacked up the side of the head for breaking Eric's heart and uh, Debbie, you've got ALCIDE and you're looking to hook up with Marcus? Wrong on so many levels.)
I've been sitting on the fence about this season of True Blood, enjoying some of the sub plot lines, and hating the rest - but in terms of characterization (and sheer hotness), Eric Northman has been spot on. In last night's episode Alex Skarsgard showed vulnerability, love, and power. I believed Every. Word.
That's the kind of authenticity I need for my (many) projects this week. And though the cast of True Blood has monopolized Muse Avatar Monday as of late, I'm more than thrilled to welcome back this bad boy - on screen and off.
Need an Alex pic sans the other three vamps? Happy to oblige this Muse Avatar Monday morning:
The Book In My Bag Today: The Hypnotist, Lars Kepler