The Dee-annotated Supernatural: Phantom Traveller
I've been hideously crap at LJing, recently. I've scrambled vaguely through the flist once or twice, but I'm absolutely missing stuff. I'm not sure why. I'm flailingly busy at not much at all.
Important point: monkeycrackmary, hope your birthday was a bright spot, and that brightness lingers yet.
Anyway, we actually don't have too much on Phantom Traveller. Both the Male and I were too busy laughing and enjoying it. Pretty much solid gold, this ep. Yayness. (And they're showing us two episodes next week. Glee! Though I don't know why. I swear, I don't get what channel Ten's doing with this show.)
"What they witnesssed" sequence
Me: Oh, so this is the credits sequence?
The Male: Yeah, whatever happened to nu-metal?
Random guy: What are the odds of dying in a plane crash - 20,000 to 1?
The Male: That high? Fucking hell, I'm never getting on a plane again.
Black smokey ooze out the vent loitering about the guy's head
Me: This got very Japanese all of a sudden.
Dean: Seriously, you still having nightmares about Jess?
The Male: She caught fire on my ceiling. What the fuck do you think?
Dean's mobile phone rings.
Me: Damn telemarketers.
Jerry: Can we talk in person?
Me: I told you, it's over, don't call me at home!
Jerry: No, you can't see the wreckage, it's all secure and shit.
Dean: No problem.
Me: Why do I get nervous when he says that?
Dean: *looks at Sam, then away*
Me: Over to you, Good Cop.
Sam: It's OK. Just tell us what you thought you saw. Please.
The Male: See, I'd be even more freaked out now.
Dean: [proud] It's home-made!
Sam: [scornful] Yeah, I can see that.
Me: Well, if you're going to bust my gig, you can walk home, bitch.
They get busted.
The Male: How do they not have records as long as your arm?
Me: Plot reasons.
Possessed!Chuck forces the plane into a dive at the ground
Me: Aim for the cat, dude, aim for the cat!
Sam: [something about exorcising the demon]
Me: You have John Constantine on speeddial, right?
Dean: Amanda, you have to believe us.
The Male: We are two very terrified men.
Jerry: Nobody knows what you guys did, but I do.
The Male: So when I said nobody, actually, I meant... oh nevermind.
SQUEEEE! OMG was Dean not the great? I'm, just, *FLAILS!*
Everything, man. From the knife under the pillow, to his discomfit in his suit (which he then still doesn't take off when given the chance), to "This is Dr James Hetfield" (I thought the Male was going to choke on something, he was laughing so hard), to his fear-of-flying hissyfit, to his John-Constantine-asshole rendition. He owns me.
Also, Jerry was the sort of interesting, hooked bit-part character that I honestly don't expect to see in American TV. Not that American TV is bad, but it's usually too streamlined to allow a character to have points of interest that don't relate to the plot. He was great.
Alsoalso, the passing reference to Daddy being proud of Sam: Hee! I got distracted from Dean for a whole thirty seconds, I swear.
Yeah. Gold.
Important point: monkeycrackmary, hope your birthday was a bright spot, and that brightness lingers yet.
Anyway, we actually don't have too much on Phantom Traveller. Both the Male and I were too busy laughing and enjoying it. Pretty much solid gold, this ep. Yayness. (And they're showing us two episodes next week. Glee! Though I don't know why. I swear, I don't get what channel Ten's doing with this show.)
"What they witnesssed" sequence
Me: Oh, so this is the credits sequence?
The Male: Yeah, whatever happened to nu-metal?
Random guy: What are the odds of dying in a plane crash - 20,000 to 1?
The Male: That high? Fucking hell, I'm never getting on a plane again.
Black smokey ooze out the vent loitering about the guy's head
Me: This got very Japanese all of a sudden.
Dean: Seriously, you still having nightmares about Jess?
The Male: She caught fire on my ceiling. What the fuck do you think?
Dean's mobile phone rings.
Me: Damn telemarketers.
Jerry: Can we talk in person?
Me: I told you, it's over, don't call me at home!
Jerry: No, you can't see the wreckage, it's all secure and shit.
Dean: No problem.
Me: Why do I get nervous when he says that?
Dean: *looks at Sam, then away*
Me: Over to you, Good Cop.
Sam: It's OK. Just tell us what you thought you saw. Please.
The Male: See, I'd be even more freaked out now.
Dean: [proud] It's home-made!
Sam: [scornful] Yeah, I can see that.
Me: Well, if you're going to bust my gig, you can walk home, bitch.
They get busted.
The Male: How do they not have records as long as your arm?
Me: Plot reasons.
Possessed!Chuck forces the plane into a dive at the ground
Me: Aim for the cat, dude, aim for the cat!
Sam: [something about exorcising the demon]
Me: You have John Constantine on speeddial, right?
Dean: Amanda, you have to believe us.
The Male: We are two very terrified men.
Jerry: Nobody knows what you guys did, but I do.
The Male: So when I said nobody, actually, I meant... oh nevermind.
SQUEEEE! OMG was Dean not the great? I'm, just, *FLAILS!*
Everything, man. From the knife under the pillow, to his discomfit in his suit (which he then still doesn't take off when given the chance), to "This is Dr James Hetfield" (I thought the Male was going to choke on something, he was laughing so hard), to his fear-of-flying hissyfit, to his John-Constantine-asshole rendition. He owns me.
Also, Jerry was the sort of interesting, hooked bit-part character that I honestly don't expect to see in American TV. Not that American TV is bad, but it's usually too streamlined to allow a character to have points of interest that don't relate to the plot. He was great.
Alsoalso, the passing reference to Daddy being proud of Sam: Hee! I got distracted from Dean for a whole thirty seconds, I swear.
Yeah. Gold.