True Blood: The Complete Season Three (HBO)
The werewolf nation joins the supernatural ecosystem in the third season of Alan Ball’s sexy southern gothic melodrama of vampires in the bayou, adapted (and expanded) from the novels of Charlaine Harris. But that, of course, is just one of the complications in the rocky love affair between telepathic roadhouse waitress Sookie Stackhouse (Anna Paquin) and soulful vampire Bill Compton (Stephen Moyer) and the small town travails of love and family and lots and lots of buried secrets in Bon Temps churned up in the supernatural conspiracies around them.
The vampire kings and queens are going to war (and their subjects are forced to choose sides), the werewolves (think feral motorcycle gang bruisers next to the aristocratic arrogance of the vampire kingdom) are getting more daring and Sookie’s true heritage (and why the vamps are so interested in her) is starting to get revealed. Meanwhile, the easy-going Sam Merlot, local tavernkeeper and orphan shapeshifter, finds his kin and isn’t too impressed with them.
The mix of gothic pulp, supernatural soap opera, overheated melodrama and steamy R-rated sex and skin is hopelessly addictive, never as smart as its HBO cousins but far more shameless fun.