So long, Sookie Stackhouse
The final volume of Charlaine Harris' Southern Vampire Mysteries series does right by a beloved character
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Of all the ordeals Sookie Stackhouse, small-town waitress extraordinaire, has suffered over the course of Charlaine Harris’ Southern Vampire Mysteries series, none quite compares to being conflated with the fairly bad HBO series “True Blood.” Yes, Sookie has been tortured by evil fairies, suspected of a half-dozen crimes, had her heart broken and lost people she loved. But she has always kept her dignity, which is more than anyone involved in the creation of “True Blood” can say. Thank god Sookie’s Gran didn’t live to see the day!
The Southern Vampire Mysteries — which began in 2001 with “Dead Until Dark,” and continued through 13 novels with hard-to-keep-straight titles and a dozen or so short stories and novellas — is comfort reading of superior quality, made even more endearing by the series’ longtime audiobook narrator Johanna Parker. As the series title suggests, these books, while typically shelved in the romance section, are actually whodunits. In each volume some annoying minor character gets killed, and by the end the culprit has been nabbed: serviceable plots, these, but certainly not the source of the series’ charm.
I know the SVM books entirely through Parker’s wry, companionable narrations, which may explain why, for this reader, the books, told in the first person, are all about Sookie. They’re the story of a girl — you could even say a Southern, working-class version of Lena Dunham’s Hannah Horvath, only much more likable and with an even weirder circle of friends. Sookie has worked her way through a string of boyfriends and suitors, friends, frenemies, roommates, co-workers, relations and neighbors, but three things have remained constant: her job, her house and her town. That hasn’t much changed in “Dead Ever After,” the series’ concluding novel — but then again it has, because Sookie has changed. Pop culture may have no better exemplar of T.S. Eliot’s dictum, “the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.”
“Dead Ever After” wraps up Sookie’s journey in a highly satisfying fashion, all the more to be savored in advance of another season of the dispiriting trash that “True Blood” has become. “True Blood” creator Alan Ball’s fatal mistake lies in his leering, metrosexual contempt for his characters and their milieu. In contrast to Ball’s flippant gore-and-camp extravaganza, Harris’ tender, humorous treatment of rural working-class life in northwestern Louisiana is the superior stereotype-buster.
Laura Miller is a senior writer for Salon. She is the author of "The Magician's Book: A Skeptic's Adventures in Narnia" and has a Web site, magiciansbook.com. More Laura Miller.





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