Rewatch S5: Dark Side of the Moon (5x16)

[hells_half_acre]

 Finally on the 5th disc! Woo!

Now, after the odd non-sequential Dead Men Don't Wear Plaid, we return to the story of Dean's complete loss of faith and hope in everything...

Comments

[mymuseandi]

I just have a thing for "sleeping" pretty boys, I think.

A lot of us do. They look so young and carefree when they were sleeping. :)

I adore the fireworks scene as well. I kinda teared up slightly when watching it.

I don't think John hit him. I think there was a lot of yelling though

I read a fic recently about this, and I was leaking water by the time I finished with it because in that fic John was blinded by his anger and fear that he struck Dean repeatedly, and Dean just let him. It's the letting part that is so tragic to me.

Personally, I did think that John hit Dean, but more like a one time back-handed thing or something like that, when Dean told him about Sam missing and that red mist of fear and rage took him over and clouded his judgment. And that he was remorseful about it afterwards but he didn't know how to apologize to Dean. And Dean, being Dean, that was like the cherry on top.

Hopefully Sera would insert some storyline about them meeting other hunters post Apocalypse. And the Campbells don't count; they are family.

Whew. Sorry for the word vomit!

[hells_half_acre]

It's the letting part that is so tragic to me.

And he would have too. That's completely IC. Much like Sam always let's Dean punch him.

Yeah, I could see John hitting Dean once...and then feeling bad. Or maybe throwing a duffle bag at him harder than he should...or something. Or maybe even just raising a fist and then lowering it without striking...but by raising it in the first place he would have done the damage.

I know brothers sometimes just hit each other, but as you may know, I've fic-theorized before that Dean could hit Sam because John would, in extreme anger, sometimes smack Dean. But, yeah, what little we got to see of John, I don't REALLY see it...

My mother has this story she tells about my grandmother. My grandmother and my uncle used to have verbal fights a lot. My uncle was very antagonistic (still is) and they would just go at it. One day they were having this yelling match, and my mother was standing just outside the room looking in. She noticed her mother's eyes cut away from my uncle briefly and look at a hammer that was lying on the shelf beside her. My mother casually walked through the room, ignoring their still ongoing fight, and picked up the hammer and left with it. Afterward, my grandmother thanked my mother for moving the hammer. I mean, as far as I know, my grandmother never struck her children (once they were past spanking age), but still...even she could get mad enough that that hammer was starting to look like a good idea. So, you never really know.