Supernatural 3.03

[crazydiamondsue]

YES! YES! JESUS H. TAP-DANCING CHRIST...I HAVE SEEN THE LIGHT!
Gordon!!! How good to see that you're alive and still juicing your hard-on for Sammy during your unfortunate incarceration. You give cold-dead-eye stare like nobody's business, my friend. Zealot: such a non-guttural, non-Anglo Saxon word. Still, you rock for standing in solidarity with the Winchester boys in bucking that "To be a hunter you must be this tall and bearded in flannel" thing.

The Weakness in Me
Dear Kripke & Co - I don't have issue with Wincest. Some of my best friends are Wincesters. But I think you're outdoing yourselves when even my husband is making fan-girly snickers at lines like, "She knows what your weakness is. It's me." Yes, Dean, you're his Kryptonite. But if he goes crazy, will you still call him Superman? Oh, wait...after that third act I think you can start your own Justice League. Can I be Gleek? (No, I'm not stoned. Just...monkeys! Blue ones!)

Your anagrams are showing, doctor
Sorry, I can't see self-storage units without going all Jodie Foster. Edlund, wasn't that the elevator from Season One "Angel"? Although this one seemed to be powered by other than lethargic squirrels. But I digress. Wow. John's clubhouse is kind of scary. John's keeping Dean's 'My First Sawed-Off With A Compass in the Stock and This Thing Which Tells Time' and Sam's soccer trophy was all kinds of "Aw, Papa!" goodness, but was it just me that thought Sam's trophy was kind of wee for a Division Championship? I thought it was a bowling trophy at first. This could be because my 1988 cheerleading trophy for participation is 2 1/2 feet tall (counting the pom poms on top) but maybe that's an Oklahoma (and 80s) thing. Since it lead to Dean's "Probably the closest you ever came to being a boy," I'll smile in emasculation joy and go on.

In fact it was a little bit frightening, but they fought with expert timing
I had to resort to puppy eyes (despite my eye-rolly eyes that accompany that phrase) to get elcazavampiros to watch this ep with me. (He can DVR and let it sit for a few days, whereas I'm all "It's Thursday! It's Thursday! Hi-ni-niney and a ha-cha-cha!") But during that 'You stole my Daddy's rabbit's foot - prepare to die' fight, even Caza had to admit all kinds of awesome was ensuing.

Nice tension with Thief-and-Scumbag Guy #1 and ego tripping over the beer bottle at the sink bit. And Ha, Sunnydale Police - I think sometimes you're seeing vampires where there are just barbecue forks. Also - ewww.

No One Can Save Us From Bela the Waitress
You know what my favorite restaurant is? Furr's Cafeteria. Why? A buffet is always yes, I love pie, and I'm also always the youngest customer by a good three decades. I love that Dean shares that with me. Caza did comment on the fact that Biggerson's web master was johnny-on-the-spot in getting that pic of Sam and Dean on their site, but c'mon, the faster they get the pic uploaded, the sooner they can get their sweet Sam'n'Dean manips going.

The second the camera zoomed in on Bela's 'I Know What Boys Like' ass, I immediately thought of Bill Murray's line from Scrooged: "Did our people do that? We're gonna get letters." But as adis723 remarked, it was a POV shot, not femsploitation. Sam and Dean were definitely pointed and viewing on that ass. I mean, it's not like they freeze framed their DVR on Dean's crotch and then fumbled the remote around for 15 minutes trying to figure out how to work the zoom function. In other words, let she with a free hand cast the first stone.

I may have rewound Sam's pratfall three times. Obviously, ending up on all fours is not a shared Winchester trait. Ouch. "I lost my shoe!" *dies* I have nothing clever here, other than, shouldn't Dean have made Sam walk in front of him? Why does Sam always have to bring up the rear? Discuss.

Ciao, Bela
That apartment was *sweet* Nice set dec, team. (Whereas the ubiquitous motel felt like same room, different filter.) Dean's little "Turn Around" note was hot. (I love that he always has a Sharpie - one never knows when James Hetfield will be signing body parts.) Also, thank you, production staff, for alerting me when Dean arrived in Queens. I had no idea from the previous dialogue and the establishing shot. I liked Bela. Not with the fangirl fervor I'd hoped to (she's brunette and British, I have simple tastes) but her boots were regulation and she didn't hold her gun like a sissy-girl.

Oh and random - thank you, Dean, for working in a casual reveal of Ruby's name so that I don't have to keep typing Blonde-Girl to stay spoiler-free.

People say I'm strange, does it make me a stranger - That my best friend was born in a manger
That was the cutest nose scratch in the history of nose scratches. Not just because I made a random 'staples are itchy' comment regarding Jared Padalecki's Alleged Nose Job, or J-PANJ for short. I freaked when Sam attempted to smother the air conditioner fire with the bedspread, because as the victim of one too many drunken college nights in cheap motels combining cigarettes and highly flammable southwestern print polyester, I can tell you that it is NOT a good combination.

I know I will see a million "I'm Batman" Dean icons. I'm not at all saddened by that fact.

The DC-Talk Hunter was cracking me up. As a (twice-baptized, don't you know) Bapti-Costal, I've seen many a frightening Velvet Jesus in my day, but that one was the PASSION and the FURY. Nice. And he even overzealoused Gordon! Super sweet!

But the moment Ben Edlund absolutely won my heart (well, he did that with Smile Time, but c'mon - puppets) was the "Oh, Dean!"-ness of Dean's initial "I can read people," speech to Thief-and-Scumbag #2 and then spinning that into shtick for Bela. That was truly Jossian and breathtaking in its taking of the piss.

Only one nit to pick: 'Sup with the music? Where's my Sabbath, Bad Company, Aerosmith, ELO? (Oh, ELO would rock!) Was there a delegation and the Old Satin Trousers Brigade ran up the licensing fee once they realized that there was a market for "Black Betty"? C'mon, music editor, we need to keep fourteen year-olds in their Kansas ringtones so that their parents can feel freakin' old!

Random: Could anyone tell what kind of car Bela was driving? I still want to write my Ruby/Bela fic - portmanteau: Rubella - (despite last week's Ruby reveal Kripke-ing that all to hell) and it involves car-sex. So...yeah.

I, um, might like this show.

Comments

[crazydiamondsue.livejournal.com]

This show is just...it's what QaF used to be for me. My crack show. With sadly less sex and no Brian Kinney. Whatsoever.

Oh! You finished the Brian/Lex!!! *bookmarks*

[brandil.livejournal.com]

I did! I really, really did. And I personally think the ending is fucking hilarious and crack myself up every time I read it.