5.11 & 5.12
I was going to sit down and plot out, point by point, the reasons behind my general dismay with the state of all things SPN at the moment. But I just can't. Mostly because I don't care enough to go to the trouble. This makes me sad.
Last night I got home from work so late that TIG ended up having to take some burly builder to see a band in my stead. Which...DISAPPOINTING, but it was SPN night, so hi there Mr Silver Lining. *waves* Why, I think I will pop some corn and couch it with Dean. Upstairs for thinking, you!
Except yawn. And bored. Followed by active and distressing dislike for the Winchesters.
These boys seem to find their lives almost as excruciating as I do these days. They don't like themselves or their lives or their work or each other. They're in that horrendous state where their duty and obligation to each other has long-since outstripped their love. They're not even kind to the civilians and/or victims they meet anymore. And the end of the world is taking so long to actually DO anything I keep succumbing to the long blinks where you wake up with your forehead applying the horn and tree branches slapping at the windshield.
I've always been able to handwave the bullshit that bugs me about Show, because I'm unabashedly shallow and I like that Dean is pretty. Plain and simple. But I'm finding that more and more impossible to do, because Show is taking more and more teenage delight in fumblefucking fans/women/gay people/the mentally ill/POC/itself/me for buying into the terrible programming.
I strive, in my real life, to challenge accepted notions about the typecast roles we automatically play out. I am constantly examining ways to rock my own boat, and I actively encourage others to do the same. I just can't reconcile this Show with who I am any more. And it would be okay if it just didn't challenge me. I can totally stare at fluff for forty minutes. I LOVE FLUFF. But it wants me to devolve in order to enjoy it. These days it feels like watching a bunch a teenage jackasses circle-jerk onto a pile of Benny Hill reels.
After 5.11, I was so disappointed and disgusted with the Winchester boys and Show that I actually redacted my spoiler policy and went actively looking for one solitary good reason to keep watching.
I'm still looking, if anyone's found any upcoming semblence of what this show used to be and wants to link me in comments.
I'm leaving comments open, because you guys have a right to disagree, just like I have a right to express my opinion. I just need to say it out loud so I can stop feeling so weird and sad and secretive about it:
Enough, Kripke & Co. I think I've finally had enough.