The thing about Lisa...
And I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately. The thing is I actually don’t hate her at all. Quite the contrary. I like her, or...rather, I like what she could have become, and what we were given glimpses of...But we weren’t given the chance to know her. And we weren’t supposed to know her. Which is the mistake the show made by dragging her back in and trying to make her more important that she was ever meant to be.
She’s a forced plot-device that’s more useless and irritating than any other character on this show (and that's including Madison), and as a result I confuse my hatred for the mistake that she is, and think that I actually hate her character, and, by proximity, her son (which, granted, both are rather dull, but still that shouldn’t be held against them).
I like Lisa...but I like the Lisa in my head. The one that’s tough and fearless and doesn’t take shit from Dean or anyone else. Especially Dean. A single mom who protects her son above all else, and refuses to just step aside and let someone walk in and all over her life. This is what Lisa should have been, but the show turned her into a boring, weak, and convictionless, common-sense-lacking broad.
There is the Lisa in my head. The one that’s awesome and deep and maybe worthy of Dean’s irrational idolization, but the one that would have had enough sense to protect her son first, and then maybe Dean second.
The one that wouldn’t immediately welcome into her home, and in close proximity to her child, the man who helped end the almost-apocalypse, who was almost beaten to death by Lucifer himself, and who watched his two brothers fall into the pit of Hell, all in a day’s work. Who was probably fucked up six ways from Sunday, and who God-only-knows what he might have been capable or thinking of doing to himself or those around him. Granted, we don’t know what happened during those first few months with Lisa, but even over the course of a year a seemingly homey, albeit a little secretive, but mostly loving and cozy romantic relationship would NOT have been established--let alone a somewhat “normal”, apple pie life.
A smart woman would have reacted differently when Dean showed up on her doorstep that night.
The Lisa in my head would have reacted differently.
Alas, you all didn’t get to meet the Lisa in my head. You were given...that. That ridiculous excuse for a plot-device that almost single-handedly ruined the entire show.
But what I present to you now, is Lisa’s song. Her song to Dean, specifically. Because Dean, regardless of the “smart” decision, would have made a huge impact on her life, starting from the moment she opened that door and let him in after Sammy fell.
This is for you, awesome!Lisa. May people remember you instead of the atrocity that is that other thing you were forced to become.
And may someone fic it.
Amen.
She’s a forced plot-device that’s more useless and irritating than any other character on this show (and that's including Madison), and as a result I confuse my hatred for the mistake that she is, and think that I actually hate her character, and, by proximity, her son (which, granted, both are rather dull, but still that shouldn’t be held against them).
I like Lisa...but I like the Lisa in my head. The one that’s tough and fearless and doesn’t take shit from Dean or anyone else. Especially Dean. A single mom who protects her son above all else, and refuses to just step aside and let someone walk in and all over her life. This is what Lisa should have been, but the show turned her into a boring, weak, and convictionless, common-sense-lacking broad.
There is the Lisa in my head. The one that’s awesome and deep and maybe worthy of Dean’s irrational idolization, but the one that would have had enough sense to protect her son first, and then maybe Dean second.
The one that wouldn’t immediately welcome into her home, and in close proximity to her child, the man who helped end the almost-apocalypse, who was almost beaten to death by Lucifer himself, and who watched his two brothers fall into the pit of Hell, all in a day’s work. Who was probably fucked up six ways from Sunday, and who God-only-knows what he might have been capable or thinking of doing to himself or those around him. Granted, we don’t know what happened during those first few months with Lisa, but even over the course of a year a seemingly homey, albeit a little secretive, but mostly loving and cozy romantic relationship would NOT have been established--let alone a somewhat “normal”, apple pie life.
A smart woman would have reacted differently when Dean showed up on her doorstep that night.
The Lisa in my head would have reacted differently.
Alas, you all didn’t get to meet the Lisa in my head. You were given...that. That ridiculous excuse for a plot-device that almost single-handedly ruined the entire show.
But what I present to you now, is Lisa’s song. Her song to Dean, specifically. Because Dean, regardless of the “smart” decision, would have made a huge impact on her life, starting from the moment she opened that door and let him in after Sammy fell.
This is for you, awesome!Lisa. May people remember you instead of the atrocity that is that other thing you were forced to become.
And may someone fic it.
Amen.