Supernatural 3.06 episode review
A few thoughts, finally!
3.06 Red Sky at Morning
My main problem with this episode is it didn't seem able to make up its mind what it was. The back and forth between humour/parody and serious/scary was quite confusing. The worst moment was right at the end of the episode. Sam has read Dean the riot act and Dean practices some serious avoidance. It's a heart rending moment, yet the sound track has a beat there that suggests a lightheartedness that completely kills the moment. Gurrrrrrrr!
Great special effects in this one. From the images of the clipper to the brothers smishing together, it was all beautifully painterly.
So all the important brother on brother conversations seem to be happening in (or near) the Impala this season. It certainly gives them a claustrophobic, inevitably emotionally fraught feeling.
I love how Dean spots the missing bullet and works out what Sam has done. He's a smart cookie that boy. Of course, put him near Bela and the downstairs brain starts interfering with the upstairs brain.
Dean: And you shot her.
Sam: She was a smart ass. *snicker*
Sam: I shouldn't have done it? You're my brother Dean and no matter what you do I'm going to try and save you. And I sure as hell am not going to apologise for it, alright? You go, Sammy!!!!
I found the whole Sam/Ms. Case thing toe curlingly embarrassing. The whole coming on to someone when you can see that it makes them uncomfortable is really creepy behaviour. I wouldn't tolerate it from a guy so why should I be more tolerant of a woman doing it? However, I must say Sam and Ms. Case had serious sexual chemistry going on which gets a huge, oh yeah! Conflicted much?
Sam: Bite me.
Dean: Not if she bites you first. Dean, you naughty boy!
Dean's panic attack over the missing Impala had me grinning like a loon. bwahahahahahahaha!
Sam: How do you sleep at night?
Bela: On silk sheets, rolling naked in money. Dean might comment, 'money isn't love,' a la Tiny.
Dean: Can I shoot her?
Sam: Not in public. *snicker*
Dean: Hey, Bela, how'd you get like this, huh? What, daddy not give you enough hugs or something?
Bela: I don't know. Your daddy give you enough?
I enjoy the snark between Dean and Bela, she gives as good as she gets and I like the balance. Sometimes when Dean snarks at Sam it has a tendency to drift to spite, as Sam isn't the type to retaliate. Though, with the way things are progressing with Sam's descent into where ever, may be the worm will turn?
Dean: You want to say it or should I?
Sam: What?
Dean: You can't save everybody, Sam.
Sam: Yeah, right. So, so what you feel better now or what?
Dean: No, not really.
Sam: Me neither.
Dean: You gotta under...
Sam: 'Cos just lately I feel like I can't save anyone.
Oh, Sam! *hugs you*
Dean in a tux. Sam in a tux. *faint*
Bela: You know when this is over we should really have angry sex. Go, Bela!!!!
Dean: Don't objectify me. I love how uncomfortable he looks what with the tux and Bela's purely carnal interest.
The music as they approach the Sea Pines Museum is a hoot. A little seventies middle brow tv show music, perhaps? Or is it a nineteen fifties sub-par Cary Grant?
From here it's mainly transcription of lines I liked. There's not much to say really, other than guh! and can I smack some sense into Dean?
Sam: You know there are limits to what I'll do right?
Gert: You're just firm all over. *hysterical giggling*
Dean: You stink like sex.
Dean: I can't believe she got another one over on us.
Sam: You.
Dean: What?
Sam: I mean she got one over on you, not us.
Dean: Thank you, Sam. Not helpful.
Bela: Okay that was a bit harsh I admit but it doesn't warrant a death sentence.
Sam: It's not why you're going to die. What'd you do Bela?
Bela: You wouldn't understand. No one did. ... Never mind. I'll do what I've always done and I'll deal with it myself.
I hope they come up with an interestingly conflicted back story for Bela. A trite rehash of not getting on with the 'rents is not going to cut it.
Bela: Do you really think this is going to work?
Dean: Almost definitely not. Turn the knife a little more can't you, Dean?
Bela: I don't like being in anyone's debt.
Dean: So ponying up ten grand is easier for you than a simple thank you? You're so damaged.
Bela: Takes one to know one.
Dean: I mean, I'm not blind. I see what you're going through with this whole deal. Me going away and all that. But you're gonna be okay.
Sam: You think so?
Dean: Yeah, you keep hunting. You live your life. You're stronger than me. You are. You are, you'll get over it. But I want you to know I'm sorry. I'm sorry for putting you though all this. I am.
Sam: You know what Dean? Go screw your self.
Dean: What?
Sam: I don't want an apology from you. And by the way, I'm a big boy now, I can take care of myself.
Dean: Oh, excuse me.
Sam: So would you please quit worrying about me. That's the whole problem in the first place. I don't want you to worry about me, Dean. I want you to worry about you. I want you to give a crap that you're dying. ... So that's it. Nothing else to say for you.
The main worry I come away with from this episode with is the Cain and Abel metaphor. The whole brother vs brother smackdown has the smell of foreshadowing about it. It makes me very nervous about where we are headed. On a purely speculative note, what if Sam acquires Dean's contract by turning to the darkside? *shiver*
3.06 Red Sky at Morning
My main problem with this episode is it didn't seem able to make up its mind what it was. The back and forth between humour/parody and serious/scary was quite confusing. The worst moment was right at the end of the episode. Sam has read Dean the riot act and Dean practices some serious avoidance. It's a heart rending moment, yet the sound track has a beat there that suggests a lightheartedness that completely kills the moment. Gurrrrrrrr!
Great special effects in this one. From the images of the clipper to the brothers smishing together, it was all beautifully painterly.
So all the important brother on brother conversations seem to be happening in (or near) the Impala this season. It certainly gives them a claustrophobic, inevitably emotionally fraught feeling.
I love how Dean spots the missing bullet and works out what Sam has done. He's a smart cookie that boy. Of course, put him near Bela and the downstairs brain starts interfering with the upstairs brain.
Dean: And you shot her.
Sam: She was a smart ass. *snicker*
Sam: I shouldn't have done it? You're my brother Dean and no matter what you do I'm going to try and save you. And I sure as hell am not going to apologise for it, alright? You go, Sammy!!!!
I found the whole Sam/Ms. Case thing toe curlingly embarrassing. The whole coming on to someone when you can see that it makes them uncomfortable is really creepy behaviour. I wouldn't tolerate it from a guy so why should I be more tolerant of a woman doing it? However, I must say Sam and Ms. Case had serious sexual chemistry going on which gets a huge, oh yeah! Conflicted much?
Sam: Bite me.
Dean: Not if she bites you first. Dean, you naughty boy!
Dean's panic attack over the missing Impala had me grinning like a loon. bwahahahahahahaha!
Sam: How do you sleep at night?
Bela: On silk sheets, rolling naked in money. Dean might comment, 'money isn't love,' a la Tiny.
Dean: Can I shoot her?
Sam: Not in public. *snicker*
Dean: Hey, Bela, how'd you get like this, huh? What, daddy not give you enough hugs or something?
Bela: I don't know. Your daddy give you enough?
I enjoy the snark between Dean and Bela, she gives as good as she gets and I like the balance. Sometimes when Dean snarks at Sam it has a tendency to drift to spite, as Sam isn't the type to retaliate. Though, with the way things are progressing with Sam's descent into where ever, may be the worm will turn?
Dean: You want to say it or should I?
Sam: What?
Dean: You can't save everybody, Sam.
Sam: Yeah, right. So, so what you feel better now or what?
Dean: No, not really.
Sam: Me neither.
Dean: You gotta under...
Sam: 'Cos just lately I feel like I can't save anyone.
Oh, Sam! *hugs you*
Dean in a tux. Sam in a tux. *faint*
Bela: You know when this is over we should really have angry sex. Go, Bela!!!!
Dean: Don't objectify me. I love how uncomfortable he looks what with the tux and Bela's purely carnal interest.
The music as they approach the Sea Pines Museum is a hoot. A little seventies middle brow tv show music, perhaps? Or is it a nineteen fifties sub-par Cary Grant?
From here it's mainly transcription of lines I liked. There's not much to say really, other than guh! and can I smack some sense into Dean?
Sam: You know there are limits to what I'll do right?
Gert: You're just firm all over. *hysterical giggling*
Dean: You stink like sex.
Dean: I can't believe she got another one over on us.
Sam: You.
Dean: What?
Sam: I mean she got one over on you, not us.
Dean: Thank you, Sam. Not helpful.
Bela: Okay that was a bit harsh I admit but it doesn't warrant a death sentence.
Sam: It's not why you're going to die. What'd you do Bela?
Bela: You wouldn't understand. No one did. ... Never mind. I'll do what I've always done and I'll deal with it myself.
I hope they come up with an interestingly conflicted back story for Bela. A trite rehash of not getting on with the 'rents is not going to cut it.
Bela: Do you really think this is going to work?
Dean: Almost definitely not. Turn the knife a little more can't you, Dean?
Bela: I don't like being in anyone's debt.
Dean: So ponying up ten grand is easier for you than a simple thank you? You're so damaged.
Bela: Takes one to know one.
Dean: I mean, I'm not blind. I see what you're going through with this whole deal. Me going away and all that. But you're gonna be okay.
Sam: You think so?
Dean: Yeah, you keep hunting. You live your life. You're stronger than me. You are. You are, you'll get over it. But I want you to know I'm sorry. I'm sorry for putting you though all this. I am.
Sam: You know what Dean? Go screw your self.
Dean: What?
Sam: I don't want an apology from you. And by the way, I'm a big boy now, I can take care of myself.
Dean: Oh, excuse me.
Sam: So would you please quit worrying about me. That's the whole problem in the first place. I don't want you to worry about me, Dean. I want you to worry about you. I want you to give a crap that you're dying. ... So that's it. Nothing else to say for you.
The main worry I come away with from this episode with is the Cain and Abel metaphor. The whole brother vs brother smackdown has the smell of foreshadowing about it. It makes me very nervous about where we are headed. On a purely speculative note, what if Sam acquires Dean's contract by turning to the darkside? *shiver*