The rest is up to our directors and our audiences to hopefully like what we do.” I check in like a good worker, and then I check out. At first he was demure and diplomatic about it, telling us, “My read on what the public likes and doesn’t like is pretty horrible, to be honest. We recently had a chance to chat with Kwanten about shooting the scene, and how True Blood fans were going to flip for it. The love scene was just a sex dream-explaining a bit why it was so over the top, like an R-rated telenovela. That’s when, abruptly, the scene cut to Jason being jarred out of a deep sleep in a church. Their bodies started quivering as they started kissing deeper, as hands started to travel south, and finally Eric’s lips did, too.Īt home watching this play on your TV, our “oh my god, oh my god, oh my god,” refrain that soundtracked it all crescendoed as it looked like True Blood was about to actually go there. Jason kissed Eric’s neck as Eric turned his head and began making out with Jason. A few vampire acrobatics in faux protest later, and the two were stripping off their shirts and wrestling in bed. Then he began stripping off his leather jacket and undid Eric’s belt. I needed space to think.” Jason: “How’s it workin’ out fer ya?”Īfter more innuendo-laden, sex-soaked back-and-forths, Eric poured a martini.
“You didn’t make it easy,” Jason replied.Įric: “I know I didn’t. “You found me,” Eric said, sensing Jason behind him. It began with Jason stalking through a mansion looking for Eric, who was standing gazing all smoldering-like out a window, for no discernible reason. (Well, as it turns out, it actually was a dream.) The whole thing was like the beginning of a cheesy ’80s gay porno, and god bless it for that.