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feliciakwBecause of the holiday and my attention being focused elsewhere, I'm going to try to keep this fairly short and just hit the highlights.
I do find it amusing that the episode before Thanksgiving centered around the "perfect storm of your top three edible birds." Because, no, we shouldn't play God like that.
Generator, bed with mattress (with sleeping bags on top), nightstands, bedside lamps, and remote control TV. In a tent. This is not camping. It reminds me of movies of rich people going on safari with posh fittings and proper tea.
Blood fiber fill. This must be an Edlund ep. (Though admittedly, the suicidal teddy bear's stuffing wasn't bloody.)
Sam and Dean playing electrician, while Bobby gets the important supplies--the beer chest. That beer chest is almost as iconic a prop as the Impala or Dean's jewelry and leather coat.
Dean, your fatalism is showing. Poor Dean has wanted to hang it up since S2. Remember back when Sam died, and Bobby told him something "end of the world big" was happening, Dean's response was, "Well then let it end!" Or even before that, when he was ready to die with Sam when they thought Sam had the Croatoa virus. He's said time and time again that he's tired, he's done, he wants out. Then when he finally was out, it was grief-filled, and just as he was adjusting, he got sucked back in. Something's gotta give, and it's going to be Dean--his sanity, his heart, his soul, something . . .
I'm kinda disappointed they didn't do an ep on the Jersey Devil. I liked when they took well-known urban legends and put their own spin on it.
Wilderness hunting. Bobby hasn't used his 30-30 in a while. Bobby's got a 30-30! \o/ Of course he does. I shot a 30-30 once. It about put me on my behind. It was fun!
So, glamping. *snerk* And I kinda love how Dean's the one to use the word, but he has Sam explain it.
George got a huge kick out of the "Pepperjack Turducken Slammer." Heh!
Actually, we kinda got a kick out of this whole scene. Brandon's designation of "Big Bird," "Ken doll," and "creepy uncle." (The reference to a Ken doll reminded me of when Sam referred to Dean as a male model type in "The Man Who Knew Too Much," and when Dean referred to Jensen and Jared gracing the cover of a magazine. I kinda get a kick out of how they poke good-natured fun and Jensen's days as a male model. Hee.)
We loved the enthusiasm with which Dean enjoyed his sandwich, and the whole "Don't look at me sideways" chicken geezer salad line. Just the whole thing made us laugh.
Best line of the ep: "Like the perfect storm of your top three edible birds." Ha!
Ah, the Vancouver woods. As seen in SG-1, The Sentinel, X-Files, and pretty much any other TV show shot in Vancouver, I'd think.
Backstory! \o/ Bobby used to take the boys hunting when John would drop them off to go on a hunt. They learned their outdoor tracking from Bobby. They wouldn't shoot deer! Love it.
I also love that Bobby canuse the Force target by sound and take out a target in the dark with his eyes closed (no, that's not redundant). Reason #29457 why Bobby Is Awesome.
Also? The thing he shot looks like a zombie of some sort. And very freakin' icky. That's some monster make-up they've got going there.
That? Is one of the grosses autopsies I've seen in a while. Since my CSI days, I think. Ick.
Meanwhile, Dean is acting very . . . weird.
"A glamper or two is one thing, but you gotta be damn hungry to eat a cat's head." Heh. I'm not sure what that says about their usual targets, but the non-chalance of the statement is amusing.
Poor Dean, so loopy, so confused at the confiscation of his sandwich.
George always gets a laugh out of how Biggerson's wraps their carryout.
The stoned Dean head-bob, "I think you pissed off my sandwich." They amuse me greatly.
Sam: Whatever turned Gary Browder into a pumpkinhead, and is currently turning Dean into an idiot--
Dean: I'm right here. Right here.
That? Dean's line, Jensen's delivery? George laughs every time. I can't say I disagree. Hee!
As Dean sleeps off the turducken, we get:
Heart-to-heart #1 of the Ep: Sam and Bobby . . . Sam is more than a little concerned that Dean is just going through the motions, that he's not the same Dean. Especially since Sam's head got broken, and losing Cas. "What if . . ." he asks Bobby. What if what? What if Dean has given up? What if Dean can't pull himself out of it? What if he has a death wish? What if Sam loses him? What? Bobby doesn't let Sam elaborate. He tries to ease Sam's mind and talk logic. Sam worries about Dean. All Dean does is worry about Sam. Who's left to live their own life? Bobby asks about Sam, and doesn't he have enough on his plate with his hallucinations. And actually? Sam is okay with the hallucinations. It's not fun, but he sees it as the best case scenario. At least he knows what he's dealing with and how to deal with it. (Although I would think his hand would be healed by now. Though maybe the rubbing is a habitual gesture now, like rubbing a worry stone or rosary or prayer beads. A reminder through the motion of what's real. Anyway . . . ) Some people have it worse, Sam says. Like Dean?
And the next morning while Sam is scouting the perimeter and doing recon work, we get . . .
Heart-to-heart #2: Dean and Bobby . . . Which, incidentally, gives us the 2nd best line of the ep when Dean says, "Between [the turducken wearing off] and the twenty cups of coffee, I'm nicely tense and alarmed." Bwah!
Bobby calls Dean out on his new attitude--the world is a mass suicide looking for a chance to happen. Bobby's heard a lot of hunters, and Dean is starting to talk like one of the dead ones. No, Dean says, he's talking like a person talks when they've had it. But Bobby's got his boxers in a twist and seems like he's going to start chewing Dean out. "You're not a person," Bobby tells him. Dean tried to hang it up and be a person with Lisa and Ben, and now he's sitting stake-out with mean old coot and a van full of guns. "That ain't person behavior, son." I had to look up who Ann Sexton was, and it was not cheery. Ann Sexton was a poet who killed herself. So now it would seem that both Sam and Bobby are worried that Dean, if he's not suicidal, might have a death wish. (Although even if he does, I imagine Dean would be concerned as to where he would go. He wouldn't want to revisit Hell, but it's hard telling what kind of shape Heaven is in, unless everyone's Heavens sort of run on auto-pilot. But I digress . . .) Bobby tells Dean in no uncertain terms that Dean better find a reason to get his head back in the game. "You die before me, and I'll kill ya," he says. (Which has already happened. I'm sure Bobby doesn't look forward to living through that again.) Hopefully this impresses upon Dean how important he is to Bobby.
Dean suggests they scrape some money together and get Bobby a condo or something. Obviously, living in close quarter and on the lamb is getting to him. Heh!
"The Rise of Dick." George laughed and laughed. He couldn't believe they got away with having that on screen for so long. I? Just rolled my eyes.
Kinda tired of conservatives always being made out to be the bad guys. I, too, am all for Second Amendment rights--with the understanding that with rights come responsibility. But there's another reason LeviaRoman supports gun rights. We'll get to that in a moment.
As one of the thirty-five most powerful men in America, do you suppose Dick Roman and Don Start have ever had business dealings? Hm . . .
"Remember when Crowley kept going on about hating dick? I thought he was just being general." Heh.
So, apparently part of the plan is to make the human race dumb, lethargic, and to fatten us up. This reminds me of the worm thing Eve created. Remember when he talked about treating humans like cattle, eating babies and calling it "veal"? This is what the experiment reminds me of. Though Dick seems to be a sporting man, so I would half expect some of the population to be kept for . . . hunting . . . ala the Benders.
I'm grossing myself out.
The leviathan golden rule is "There's no such thing as monsters." Hm . . . this makes the entire hunting (and conspiracy theory and psychic and those who've experienced monsters) community quite problematic for them. Interesting.
Ah, so that's what it means to get "bibbed." Yikes.
Okay, this is probably one of the most disturbing things about this ep. The fact that leviathans can eat themselves into non-existence. Basically, suck in and implode upon themselves, like a black hole. Yikes.
Also, a clue to their possible destruction?
Now, here's a point of interest. LeviaDick admires a well-made firearm. Guns are one of the human race's most inspired inventions, as a machine, a mechanism. Wouldn't it be ironic, then, if the Colt were the weapon that ultimately takes down a species that pre-dates all things human. Where is the Colt, anyway? I think I've lost track of the chain of custody on it.
Dick admires the human race, we've got spunk. We're an amusement. With a few of us having the potential to be downright dangerous to the leviathans. And here we harken back to early seasons: flawed, limited, imperfect humans going against and taking down evil beings more powerful than they.
And humans, being the clever, inventive beings we are, can do it with something as simple as cleaning solution. Heh!
Bobby has seen their plans, tried to escape with the maps and charts and info. But he is thwarted in his efforts.
Dick isn't too bothered by the Borax, though he doesn't know what it is or where the Winchesters came up with it. Leviathans can be outsmarted. Also? They can't toss the boys around with the flick of a wrist. They're stronger physically, but apparently they have to abide by the laws of physics, just like humans do.
Shootout in a race to the van, and I hear Dick's shot hit something soft and squooshy. But Bobby made it into the van, and they make their escape.
No response when Dean starts talking to him. Wait. It's not Bobby that made it to the van?
Sam finds Bobby's hat. With a bloody hole in it.
Wait.
That is Bobby? And he got shot in the head? Wait. No.
What?
Aaaahhh!!!
But I'm not worried. Bobby won't die. They wouldn't get rid of Jim Beaver. He's been tweeting recently about the show. Right? Hasn't he?
Ack!
Actually, I do expect him to be in a coma for a while.
I've also seen the publicity stills from the next episode. I wish I hadn't, though, because it looks like there's going to be some interesting stuff.
One more ep before hiatus.
I do find it amusing that the episode before Thanksgiving centered around the "perfect storm of your top three edible birds." Because, no, we shouldn't play God like that.
Generator, bed with mattress (with sleeping bags on top), nightstands, bedside lamps, and remote control TV. In a tent. This is not camping. It reminds me of movies of rich people going on safari with posh fittings and proper tea.
Blood fiber fill. This must be an Edlund ep. (Though admittedly, the suicidal teddy bear's stuffing wasn't bloody.)
Sam and Dean playing electrician, while Bobby gets the important supplies--the beer chest. That beer chest is almost as iconic a prop as the Impala or Dean's jewelry and leather coat.
Dean, your fatalism is showing. Poor Dean has wanted to hang it up since S2. Remember back when Sam died, and Bobby told him something "end of the world big" was happening, Dean's response was, "Well then let it end!" Or even before that, when he was ready to die with Sam when they thought Sam had the Croatoa virus. He's said time and time again that he's tired, he's done, he wants out. Then when he finally was out, it was grief-filled, and just as he was adjusting, he got sucked back in. Something's gotta give, and it's going to be Dean--his sanity, his heart, his soul, something . . .
I'm kinda disappointed they didn't do an ep on the Jersey Devil. I liked when they took well-known urban legends and put their own spin on it.
Wilderness hunting. Bobby hasn't used his 30-30 in a while. Bobby's got a 30-30! \o/ Of course he does. I shot a 30-30 once. It about put me on my behind. It was fun!
So, glamping. *snerk* And I kinda love how Dean's the one to use the word, but he has Sam explain it.
George got a huge kick out of the "Pepperjack Turducken Slammer." Heh!
Actually, we kinda got a kick out of this whole scene. Brandon's designation of "Big Bird," "Ken doll," and "creepy uncle." (The reference to a Ken doll reminded me of when Sam referred to Dean as a male model type in "The Man Who Knew Too Much," and when Dean referred to Jensen and Jared gracing the cover of a magazine. I kinda get a kick out of how they poke good-natured fun and Jensen's days as a male model. Hee.)
We loved the enthusiasm with which Dean enjoyed his sandwich, and the whole "Don't look at me sideways" chicken geezer salad line. Just the whole thing made us laugh.
Best line of the ep: "Like the perfect storm of your top three edible birds." Ha!
Ah, the Vancouver woods. As seen in SG-1, The Sentinel, X-Files, and pretty much any other TV show shot in Vancouver, I'd think.
Backstory! \o/ Bobby used to take the boys hunting when John would drop them off to go on a hunt. They learned their outdoor tracking from Bobby. They wouldn't shoot deer! Love it.
I also love that Bobby can
Also? The thing he shot looks like a zombie of some sort. And very freakin' icky. That's some monster make-up they've got going there.
That? Is one of the grosses autopsies I've seen in a while. Since my CSI days, I think. Ick.
Meanwhile, Dean is acting very . . . weird.
"A glamper or two is one thing, but you gotta be damn hungry to eat a cat's head." Heh. I'm not sure what that says about their usual targets, but the non-chalance of the statement is amusing.
Poor Dean, so loopy, so confused at the confiscation of his sandwich.
George always gets a laugh out of how Biggerson's wraps their carryout.
The stoned Dean head-bob, "I think you pissed off my sandwich." They amuse me greatly.
Sam: Whatever turned Gary Browder into a pumpkinhead, and is currently turning Dean into an idiot--
Dean: I'm right here. Right here.
That? Dean's line, Jensen's delivery? George laughs every time. I can't say I disagree. Hee!
As Dean sleeps off the turducken, we get:
Heart-to-heart #1 of the Ep: Sam and Bobby . . . Sam is more than a little concerned that Dean is just going through the motions, that he's not the same Dean. Especially since Sam's head got broken, and losing Cas. "What if . . ." he asks Bobby. What if what? What if Dean has given up? What if Dean can't pull himself out of it? What if he has a death wish? What if Sam loses him? What? Bobby doesn't let Sam elaborate. He tries to ease Sam's mind and talk logic. Sam worries about Dean. All Dean does is worry about Sam. Who's left to live their own life? Bobby asks about Sam, and doesn't he have enough on his plate with his hallucinations. And actually? Sam is okay with the hallucinations. It's not fun, but he sees it as the best case scenario. At least he knows what he's dealing with and how to deal with it. (Although I would think his hand would be healed by now. Though maybe the rubbing is a habitual gesture now, like rubbing a worry stone or rosary or prayer beads. A reminder through the motion of what's real. Anyway . . . ) Some people have it worse, Sam says. Like Dean?
And the next morning while Sam is scouting the perimeter and doing recon work, we get . . .
Heart-to-heart #2: Dean and Bobby . . . Which, incidentally, gives us the 2nd best line of the ep when Dean says, "Between [the turducken wearing off] and the twenty cups of coffee, I'm nicely tense and alarmed." Bwah!
Bobby calls Dean out on his new attitude--the world is a mass suicide looking for a chance to happen. Bobby's heard a lot of hunters, and Dean is starting to talk like one of the dead ones. No, Dean says, he's talking like a person talks when they've had it. But Bobby's got his boxers in a twist and seems like he's going to start chewing Dean out. "You're not a person," Bobby tells him. Dean tried to hang it up and be a person with Lisa and Ben, and now he's sitting stake-out with mean old coot and a van full of guns. "That ain't person behavior, son." I had to look up who Ann Sexton was, and it was not cheery. Ann Sexton was a poet who killed herself. So now it would seem that both Sam and Bobby are worried that Dean, if he's not suicidal, might have a death wish. (Although even if he does, I imagine Dean would be concerned as to where he would go. He wouldn't want to revisit Hell, but it's hard telling what kind of shape Heaven is in, unless everyone's Heavens sort of run on auto-pilot. But I digress . . .) Bobby tells Dean in no uncertain terms that Dean better find a reason to get his head back in the game. "You die before me, and I'll kill ya," he says. (Which has already happened. I'm sure Bobby doesn't look forward to living through that again.) Hopefully this impresses upon Dean how important he is to Bobby.
Dean suggests they scrape some money together and get Bobby a condo or something. Obviously, living in close quarter and on the lamb is getting to him. Heh!
"The Rise of Dick." George laughed and laughed. He couldn't believe they got away with having that on screen for so long. I? Just rolled my eyes.
Kinda tired of conservatives always being made out to be the bad guys. I, too, am all for Second Amendment rights--with the understanding that with rights come responsibility. But there's another reason LeviaRoman supports gun rights. We'll get to that in a moment.
As one of the thirty-five most powerful men in America, do you suppose Dick Roman and Don Start have ever had business dealings? Hm . . .
"Remember when Crowley kept going on about hating dick? I thought he was just being general." Heh.
So, apparently part of the plan is to make the human race dumb, lethargic, and to fatten us up. This reminds me of the worm thing Eve created. Remember when he talked about treating humans like cattle, eating babies and calling it "veal"? This is what the experiment reminds me of. Though Dick seems to be a sporting man, so I would half expect some of the population to be kept for . . . hunting . . . ala the Benders.
I'm grossing myself out.
The leviathan golden rule is "There's no such thing as monsters." Hm . . . this makes the entire hunting (and conspiracy theory and psychic and those who've experienced monsters) community quite problematic for them. Interesting.
Ah, so that's what it means to get "bibbed." Yikes.
Okay, this is probably one of the most disturbing things about this ep. The fact that leviathans can eat themselves into non-existence. Basically, suck in and implode upon themselves, like a black hole. Yikes.
Also, a clue to their possible destruction?
Now, here's a point of interest. LeviaDick admires a well-made firearm. Guns are one of the human race's most inspired inventions, as a machine, a mechanism. Wouldn't it be ironic, then, if the Colt were the weapon that ultimately takes down a species that pre-dates all things human. Where is the Colt, anyway? I think I've lost track of the chain of custody on it.
Dick admires the human race, we've got spunk. We're an amusement. With a few of us having the potential to be downright dangerous to the leviathans. And here we harken back to early seasons: flawed, limited, imperfect humans going against and taking down evil beings more powerful than they.
And humans, being the clever, inventive beings we are, can do it with something as simple as cleaning solution. Heh!
Bobby has seen their plans, tried to escape with the maps and charts and info. But he is thwarted in his efforts.
Dick isn't too bothered by the Borax, though he doesn't know what it is or where the Winchesters came up with it. Leviathans can be outsmarted. Also? They can't toss the boys around with the flick of a wrist. They're stronger physically, but apparently they have to abide by the laws of physics, just like humans do.
Shootout in a race to the van, and I hear Dick's shot hit something soft and squooshy. But Bobby made it into the van, and they make their escape.
No response when Dean starts talking to him. Wait. It's not Bobby that made it to the van?
Sam finds Bobby's hat. With a bloody hole in it.
Wait.
That is Bobby? And he got shot in the head? Wait. No.
What?
Aaaahhh!!!
But I'm not worried. Bobby won't die. They wouldn't get rid of Jim Beaver. He's been tweeting recently about the show. Right? Hasn't he?
Ack!
Actually, I do expect him to be in a coma for a while.
I've also seen the publicity stills from the next episode. I wish I hadn't, though, because it looks like there's going to be some interesting stuff.
One more ep before hiatus.
