With True Blood wrapping up its third season on Sunday, you might already be dreading the effects of a withdrawal worse than going cold turkey after a V-binge. No shirtless Alexander Skarsgard for a whole year?! Say it ain't so! But before you get too distraught, there's some good news: you can catch the second season premiere of another Southern vampire show this very night, on the slightly less hallowed CW network.
Yes, I'm talking about The Vampire Diaries. After a summer of watching what often feels like blood-drenched soft-core porn (not that I'm complaining), it's time for the softer side of vampire-human love triangles. We're not in HBO-land anymore. The show is set in the South, yes, but in manicured northern Virginia (in the cheekily-named fictional town of Mystic Falls), not the deep South of True Blood's Bon Temps, Louisiana. In fact, everything about The Vampire Diaries is cleaner and more groomed: the high school setting, the lack of visible bloodshed, the readily-bared but overly-chiseled-and-hairless man chests.
Again, not that I'm complaining.
For all that it may seem to be a True Blood-lite, The Vampire Diaries is very much its own, highly enjoyable experience. The show took some time to find its footing in the first season, starting out with a bit too much attractive brooding on the part of both the "good" vampire brother, Stefan Salvatore (Paul Wesley) and his human love interest, the recently-orphaned but still glossy-haired Elena Gilbert (Nina Dobrev). Soon, however, the smirking "bad" vampire brother, Damon Salvatore (Ian Somerhalder) made his presence known, and the show got a bit more comfortable in its own immortal skin.