Jun 16, 2011 23:42
Bleak. That's the word Mo Ryan used to sum up the end of Season 6. Yep. The Winchesters and Bobby have no one left. There is no hope and no all-American gumption will work to get them out of the pit of Noir that Sera Gamble seems enamored with sinking them into.
I think, if I still had the energy and focus on this show that I once did, I should be as angry and frustrated as I was after Season 3. Vile Bela was awful, but in the end she advanced the plot. What was the point of the Campbells again? Where was Grandpa Campbell before he was resurrected - Heaven or Hell? Who cared by the end of the season? Lisa's boyfriend, the monster chow, was that color-blind casting or Sera Gamble being cutesy in a Sarah-Palin-smirky kind of way about the fact that African-American men have 100% mortality on Supernatural? That's not even a little funny - it's disturbing.
Where was the balancing out of accounts after Sam got his soul back? Wasn't there anything Sam could sacrifice to balance out his soulless betrayal of Deam to the vampire? It started to feel like I was watching Smallville - drink the retcon, reset the continuity, no emotional carry-over, wash, rinse, kidnap Lana, repeat.
But no, I'm not even angry. This season just drained me dry and the last few episodes couldn't reverse it. I'll watch Season 7, but only because it's programmed into the DVR, so it will be OK filler. Jensen and Jared are still pretty to look at, and I would watch Jim Beaver read the phone book.
Annoying, just annoying.