Supernatural Review

Are You There God? It's Me, Dean Winchester

Ok, let me say off top I am not at all feeling the vibe they are throwing this episode. Yes, I understand its necessary to lead the plot in the direction they want to go, but... I don't know. Maybe it will grow on me.

As you can tell from the title, this episode does a lot of talking about whether or not God (and angels) exist.

Now, I am not going to go into a full on scene by scene breakdown. For one thing, it's an hour long. On top of that, I told ya'll I'm not liking this 9 o'clock time slot. I was tired and cranky, so I don't exactly remember everything.

This episode had ghost of the people various hunters couldn't save attack them. Those who were unlucky enough to be killed by the ghost had their hearts ripped out through their rib cage. They did two close ups of two different bodies, and it was gruesome. Good job on not watering it done.

Bobby and his personal vengeful demons

Anyway, Dean ends up being confronted by Meg Masters. Only she doesn't look like the Meg we remember. Her vengeful ghost tells us this is the way she looked before the demon ambushed her and forced her to dress like a hooker.

Meg is pissed because she was inside her body the whole time, willing Dean to hear her, but of course he couldn't. After they expelled the demon using her body, and her family saw her in the morgue broken and dead, her baby sister who idolized her committed suicide. So now Meg is back to even the score. As Meg is spilling her guts, and coincidentally kicking Dean in his, Dean is truly and visibly remorseful he couldn't do more to save her. It was very touching and moving. Good job.

Anyway, we find out Bobby has a ghost proof panic room. It's 100% iron, and the walls are coated in salt. There is an opening in the ceiling and the light hitting the fan projects a Devil's Trap on the ground. Good job Bobby.

Blah blah blah, we find out all these ghosts are back because it's one of the seals of the Apocalypse, The Rising Of The Witnesses. Apparently, a very powerful demon has broken one of the seals to start the Apocalypse. And once all 66 seals are broken, Lucifer walks free.

We also find out, thanks to the vengeful spirit of Agent Hendrickson, when Lilith took out the police station after the Winchester's escaped, it wasn't in a blaze of white light, in the blink of an eye. Lilith took her sweet time, playing with them, for 45 minutes. Hendrickson was the last to die, so he got to watch the virgin get her skin peeled from her piece by piece. I'd be vengeful, too, if I had to watch that.

So, they free the spirits, yay for them. Of course, Sam doesn't use his freaky powers, which I was waiting for. Boo for you, Sam.

Then the angel visits Dean while Sam was sleeping. Of course he goes into this long rant about where were you and why doesn't God care and help, blah blah blah. Very irritating. But, we do learn it's Lilith opening the seals. Dun dun dun.

Sooooo..... I give this episode a B. There were moments I enjoyed, but for the most part it didn't captivate me. I hope next week's is better. And I'll probably be recording that and watching it Friday. Later, heffas!

Supernatural Season Premiere

Ok, so Mr. D turned me on to Supernatural and I love it. We've spent the last 2 months catching up on season 1- 3 and finished just in time to watch the premiere last night. I am a Charmed fanatic, and this show isn't on the same level, but it is a nice replacement. And no, I am still not over Charmed ending. Anyway, the premiere last night was pretty good. And I am so proud of myself; I didn't spoil it for myself by looking it up on Wikipedia first.

First and foremost, I'm not feeling the new Supernatural sign. It might grow on me, though. Anyway, here we go.

So, at the end of Season 3, Lilith let the hell hounds loose on Dean and he was sent to hell. She tried to kill Sam, but for whatever reason, she couldn't. Last night, Dean awakens in his coffin, and climbs his way out. We have no idea how he got out, but he decides to go find Sam and Bobby.

Immediately I have an issue. Hunters don't bury their dead, they salt and burn them. The boys did this with their dad; the black chick with the English accent did this with her husband. So now I got the crooked eye going on.

(After watching 3 seasons on DVD, it was hard to go back to commercial breaks. But, we solved that by pressing pause on the DVR, fixing a plate of food, and from that point on we fast forwarded through commercials. Yay for technology!)

Fast forward a few scenes. Dean and Bobby track Sam down. A girl answers the door in her draws. Sammy comes into the room. Sammy is finally getting him some cooch! It's about damn time! And when the girl is leaving, he calls her by the wrong name, and she corrects him, and Sam is like, yeah, that's what I meant. Since when did Sam turn into Dean? Guess his habits finally rubbed off on Sam.

Almost forgot. Bobby explained why Dean was buried. Sam wanted him to have a body when he brought him back. Only problem was, Sam didn't bring him back. And Dean has a hand print burned into his shoulder. Ooooh, dun dun dun!

Omg, that was so funny when they got into the Impala and Sam had an IPod in there. The look on Dean's face was classic. And when that music started playing, and he was like "Really?" lmao

The scene where the physic's eyes burned out. That was nasty as hell. Enough said there.

When Sam walked into the diner and the guy was dead, Mr. D said it reminded him of the last diner when yellow eyes abducted Sam. Nope, yellow eyes is dead! Oh, Mr. D, when will you learn to leave the predictions to me?

I absolutely DO NOT like this new actress they have playing Ruby. I want the blond chick back!

New Ruby: I don't even like this heffa's VOICE

Bring back the old Ruby!

Now, I totally called it on this last scene. The bunker or whatever the hell it was, was completely covered in Devil's traps from every faith. When dude walked right over them, I knew right then and there he was an angel. And him being invincible to the silver knife clinched it way before he told Dean he was an angel and God decreed he be pulled from the pit cuz he had work to do.

Oh, and did ya'll peep Sam using his psychic powers to pull the demon out of that one girl? Sam has been playing with his powers! And lying to Dean all willy nilly. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Seriously, though, I wonder what else he's learned to do in the 4 months Dean was dead?

Overall, I was very satisfied with this episode. And the rumors are this season will clear up how their mother knew ol' yellow eyes. I can't wait for next week, but I hope they give it an earlier time slot. A bitch has got to get her beauty sleep!

Season 4 Episode 1, you get an A for a job well done. Later, heffas.

Just Listen

So last night, me and Mr. D were finishing season 3 of Supernatural so we would be all caught up for the season 4 premiere tonight. **If you don't know what happens at the end of season 3 and don't wanna know yet, STOP READING!**

Anyway, at the end, I'm sitting on the couch silently crying. He looks over at me, and he's like "Why are you crying?" He starts hugging me and keeps asking me that. So, I finally tell him cuz Dean died. Then he's all like you were just watching TV, it's just a TV show, wth? So I'm like, dude, I just spent 3 seasons watching Dean and Sam get closer as brothers, and now I just watched Sam watch his brother get killed, on the 17th AND it's the first day of my period! You better back up! I mean, come on now. Let's think about what we already know about me. I am, for lack of a better word, a crybaby. I cry at the sappy stuff. I cried when Mufasa died, and if I watched it again today, I'd probably STILL cry. I'm an over emotional Pisces. And when I realized my period was going to come on the 17th, I warned him I would be weepy.

I know men and women grieve in different ways. Yesterday was a very weepy day for me. I was crying as I posted that poem, which, by the way, is the poem I wrote for my mother's obituary. I cried when I watched the Mama video. And I cried when I forced myself to take my mother's picture off my computer's desktop background. It's only been 2 months, but damnit, I am doing my best to cope. So what if I cry every now and then? And I was silently crying; it's not like I threw myself on you and started bawling.

I'm not writing this just to vent. I wanna give people a little insight. Learning to deal with the death of a loved one is a difficult process. Everyone handles it differently. Mr. D and my mother weren't that close, but he was in the hospital room with me while I held her hand until she passed. It was hard for him to watch, but it was even harder to watch me. And I know he's having a hard time, and has no idea how to help me cope. So, I very rarely speak on it. But if you really wanna help someone who is grieving, listen. Just listen. Let them talk about whatever they wanna talk about. 20 times a day, I find myself remembering some small detail about my mother that makes me smile, and sharing it with someone really helps. It's not me trying to keep myself depressed; it's my way of keeping her memory alive. If that person needs to cry, offer them a tissue and your shoulder. Sometimes people, women especially, just need to cry.

Blogging helps me cope. I have been going back and forth; one minute I can accept her passing, the next I'm in denial. But with these posts I keep doing on my mother, I think I'm accepting it. It took me a month to tell people who didn't already know that she was gone. And even still, I found it hard to associate her with death, passing, etc. But it's getting a little easier with every word I write about her. And you know what? I haven't cried once while writing this post. I call that progress, don't you?