Last night, the second season of “True Blood” premiered and I could not have been more excited. I find it to be one of the sexiest shows on television, a true guilty pleasure, and the over-the-top acting and ridiculous plot lines make it even more sinfully delicious. And the center of the show are the characters of Sookie Stackhouse and vampire Bill Compton, portrayed by real life couple Anna Paquin and Stephen Moyer. The two met and fell in love on the set, a fact which has injected a real, tangible heat to many of their scenes. For some this is not entirely enjoyable. In Sunday’s New York Post, Maxine Shen writes:
“Watching Moyer (as Bill) stare hungrily at Paquin’s (as Sookie’s) half-naked and prone body before he shucks her skirt and underwear off in one swift movement feels uncomfortably wrong. Ditto for the scene when the two of them are joined at the groin. It’s hard to ignore the feeling that you’re watching the duo at home, in their personal bedroom, instead of in Bill’s dilapidated Bon Temps mansion. Ick.”
Perhaps I’m more of a voyeur than Shen, but I was positively gleeful when I found out that Paquin and Moyer were together in real life — Paquin may be an Oscar winning actress (for 1993′s “The Piano”), but the lustiness Sookie directs Bill’s way always seemed too real to be acting. Maybe I’m just hard up for lovin’ right now, but watching Moyer and Paquin get it on, knowing that they’re not faking anything in either of their groins, makes my living room feel about as balmy as Bon Temps. The first episode of this second season did not disappoint, as Sookie and BIll had hot, bloody makeup set. (Is Paquin, btw, trying to beat Kate Winslet’s record for onscreen tit-baring?) Bring on more of that vampire porn!