5.08
Oh, god. Okay. Episode 5.08 - Changing Channels
This isn’t going to be in depth or anything. ‘cause, yeah. No.
But.
Some random family sitcom! “Dr. Sexy, MD” [Sam‘s “when did you start menopause?” random actress: “you’re brilliant…a brilliant coward.” and Sam’s looks! Dean’s man crush on Dr. Sexy!]! Japanese game shows by way of “The Nutcracker!” Herpes commercials! Yes, Sam has herpes [“I’m…slightly lessening my chance of passing it on…”]. CSI: Miami [Dean hates cop procedurals! “I’m wearing sunglasses at night.” my captions read “gravelly voice” every time they imitated Horatio Caine. “Get this man…some tums.” ] OH MY GOD KNIGHT RIDER. SAM AS THE TALKING CAR! Dean digging around in the trunk. IN SAM’S ASS [“Dean…that feels - kind of uncomfortable.” “Should I honk?”]
Poor Cas gets kicked everywhere. Apparently, the trickster doesn’t like “pretty boy angels.” Dean’s face at that was so “I hope I don’t look guilty.” But he did. Oh, yes, he did. So, yeah, Cas got the stuffing whammied out of him, and his trench coat got slightly more blood stained as the episode wore on. For some reason, when I noticed this, I laughed.
Or, okay. I laughed pretty much through the entire thing, but I choked on my Diet Coke when I saw that.
ALSO THE TRICKSTER IS NOT A TRICKSTER. OH HAI GABRIEL! Sad moments are sad. Apparently apocalypses are something to sneeze at. Dean wants every one to know that he JUST SAYS NO to destiny. Sam kind of had on his “maybe you should kill me, Dean” face. But Dean just kind of rolled his eyes and ignored him. Yay!
Basically, we are no further into, well, anything new. But that’s okay. I’m going to download this episode, because, well. OH MY GOD.