Still sucky times here. For those of you who don't know what the academic job market is, it's basically a month and a half of sending in application materials that force you to assess how very inadequate you are as a researcher and instructor, followed by another month and a half of the most dispiriting, empty silence as you wait for the bare hope of a phone call setting up the first of what you hope will be two interviews. I'm in the dispiriting, empty silence stage, which is characterized by the complete undermining of your confidence in yourself and the increasing conviction that, next year at this time, you'll be shuffling part-time jobs and cursing yourself for not sucking it up and going into something that might actually make you money.
It doesn't help with the writing. I failed at NaNo and am trying hard not to fail at the dissertation. But when every other thought my brain produces is something along the lines of "YOU WILL NEVER FIND WORK IN YOUR FIELD EVER YOU LOSER," it's hard.
Uff. Sorry for the late update tonight. I was forced to be sociable.
NO NO NO NO NO CROWLEY NO WHAT THE FUCK
I knew I shouldn't get confident! I spent all last year worrying about Cas and he was okay, and I stop worrying about Crowley, because hey, he's Crowley you guys, and his expansion project into Purgatory seemed promisingly epic... and now this happens. What the shit, SPN, what the
SHIIIIIIIT.
Now I'm going to have to start worrying about Cas again. CANNOT GET OVERCONFIDENT.
The nerd part of me is excessively, cruelly disappointed at the very real possibility we're not going to get to learn more about Purgatory, or maybe where monsters come from. I mean, what are the Alphas, other than the first member of their species? Where did they come from? Come on, SPN, cut me some goddamn slack here! I WANT TO KNOW. And since you had to go and fucking kill Crowley, I kind of feel like I'm owed some answers.
SO, yeah, I don't like those parts very much. Oh, and I also didn't really like the "rape shower" joke near the beginning. Like, I really hope I keep mishearing it, because come on. I get that it's Dean, and Dean's got one of the most tasteless senses of humor ever, but that's no excuse. Come ON writers quit with the random and meaningless fuckups! WHY IS IT SO HARD FOR YOU.
People who needed to be punched in the face: Grandpa Skinner.
Moments that needed to not happen: Cas watching porn. I don't know why, but it's different in real life. I may or may not have suffered a brief, excruciating spasm of contact embarrassment, made a shrill noise, and averted my gaze.
Now, on to the things I did like:
CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAS. I will return to him in a minute.
YES, ANNOYING DEMON!CAMPBELL BOUGHT IT! The Campells are like the fictional version of the sort of person you take an instant dislike to in real life. The dislike seems irrational at first, because the person hasn't actually done anything yet to make you disike them, but inevitably, a short time later, they pull some colossally douchey move--talk shit about one of your friends, make a racist/classist/sexist joke and then laugh at it, chew with their mouth open--and you realize that what you thought was irrational was, in fact, instinct. Part of you knew this person was intolerable, and was trying to tell you all along, but you had to wait for the evidence. That's how I feel about the Campbells. Now, I get that maybe Demon!Campbell (whose name I've forgotten) was a perfectly nice guy when not possessed, but I have a hard time believing that's the case. No perfect crystalline tears for you, Demon!Campbell.
For the first time this season, I liked Sam. I'm not entirely sure why... I think possibly there was an edge of sarcasm distinctly reminiscent of soulful!Sam when he was being snotty, but also his just-there sense of loss when Crowley and Cas both agree that Sam getting his soul back could potentially be a very bad thing.
What I loved? Dean finally finally FUCKING FINALLY cutting Cas a break and not demanding more and more shit from him at the end of the episode. Dean's usually all "No, now I need you to do something else for me NOW" and then gets testy when Cas suggests that he has a life outside of catering to Dean's whims. (That Cas still does it, though <3333333333333 forever.) But tonight, though, Dean came right out with it: Cas is their friend, and it's cool that he can't work miracles.
Speaking of Cas, oh poor Cas... he just wants to be on Earth and not trying to patch Heaven back together. CAAAAAAAS. Heaven does not deserve him. And yeah, I hate and LOATHE that Crowley died, especially because I feel--once again--that the writers missed out on a hilarious opportunity for the two of them to commiserate (in a hostile sort of way) over relatives and associates being recalcitrant assholes. But all the same, how badass was Cas, anyway? VERY BADASS.
Cas falling for Sam's prayer, if only because of the possibility that, beyond the Ark of the Covenant being real (which I guess it is), the Ark being the way it's described in Raiders of the Lost Ark, with the face-melting and everything, would be totally awesome. I'm surprised there wasn't some kind of follow-up conversation about it with Dean, because that would be straight up Dean's alley. Also, all three of them could go and look for it! Cas gets to wear Indy's hat. Dean gets the whip.
Because I had to DL this ep (thanks, parents' boring and inescapable friends), I couldn't see what, if any, previews came up for the next part of the season. And because I've had my head buried in the excrement pile that is my research while I slowly lose every shred of my self-confidence, I haven't really spoiled myself for anything. It's a weird sensation, given that last year I was spoiled up to the hilt.
I hope I'll have actual fannish content soon. I'm finishing up a long-overdue Merlin comic, and having it done before Christmas would really redeem December for me.