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Feb 12
2010
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Vampire Diaries: Fool Me OncePosted by April in vampires , vampire diaries , tv , sexism , obvious , badassery |
Damon gets to utter last night's The Vampire Diaries episode title, "Fool Me Once," and, since he went for an over the top sotto voce delivery to the tail end of that aphorism, I'm down with that. Actually, I'm down with pretty much everything Damon does in this episode. Elena's a Little Miss Me-ffet for some of it, Bonnie and Grams team up to use super-witchy powers, and Stefan once again proves that he's the most dangerous vampire on the show. See for yourself!
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Damon informs Stefan in no uncertain terms that he won't be helping Stefan track Elena down, telling him first that he hopes Elena dies and, if she still has Damon's blood in her system when she does, at least Stefan knows he'll see her again. Man, is Damon hurting. Anna tries to get Damon to work with her, which backfires because Stefan frees Elena and Bonnie (more on that in a minute) without Damon's help. Newly freed Elena convinces Damon that they all need to work together, and Damon heads down to the tomb with a blood bag for his beloved Katherine (adorable). All his searching is for naught, however, when it turns out that Katerine isn't even in there. He confronts Anna and newly-freed Pearl, who tells him that Katherine compelled a guard into letting her escape and never looked back. To add insult to injury, Anna ran into Katherine in Chicago in 1983, who knew where Damon was and didn't even care. Ouch. By episode's close, Damon's staring numbly in the fire at the Salvatore mansion with Stefan taking up quiet residence next to him.


It's a truth universally acknowledged that there an Academy member in possession of a ballot is in want of taste. Combine that truth with the fact that this has been a crap year for movies, yet the best picture category has been expanded to 10 nominations, and you're set for disappointment. You can view the complete list of nominations
There's this thing on True Blood about how vampires, no matter how decently they might behave and no matter how much TruBlood they might drink, are essentially predators and being in a room with one is like being in a room with a loaded gun. It's only a matter of time before it goes off. Even Bill, our erstwhile "hero" of vampiredom, feeds on humans on the regular.
For half a second there, I wasn't sure that anything was opening this weekend. Fortunately for you, I am wrong.
On Monday night, I finally gave up the ghost and started watching the third season of Mad Men online. I caught the first two seasons on CTV, which mysteriously hasn't scheduled an airing of the third season. Sister network Bravo seems to have the show on a continuous loop, interrupted only by Dexter (another show I started watching on CTV only to have it cruelly taken away), but I haven't figured out exactly when to break in or if the third season is even part of that loop. Bell, my satellite provider, decided to pick up AMC after the season had finished airing. Thanks, Bell. Hence: the internet.
Obviously, no one in their right mind. But dear Serena never had a right mind to begin with, so naturally she told Trip they needed to stay away from each other, made out with him in a elevator, apologized to his wife for causing trouble, managed to get the upper hand on her mom, and eventually ran off with Trip in a limo while wearing a cat suit with black lace down the middle so that her ample cleavage got enough air. Because if there's one thing Serena does at Thanksgiving, it's fuck everything up.