SPN 606: You Can't Handle the Truth
Dear Jane:
I suspect it says something about me that instead of feeling your pain, I kept thinking, "Hey, an actress with short hair. That's unusual." Yes, I'm trying to distance myself from the angst. Sorry.
love
me
Dear Dean:
Wow, that's an impressive "omg, it's a sibling parallel" expression. But we got it. Still, nice to know you did too.
love
me
Honesty forces me to admit, I skipped the whole drilling-to-death scene.
I love that even soulless Sam is all, Dean doing research instead of field work? WTF?
Dear PTB:
Thank you for the scene with the woman and Dean and her breasts.
love
me
Dear Sam:
Two things.
One, that pink chandelier is kind of creepy.
Two, I think you were telling the truth when you said, "We watch out for each other and that's what's important." I think she didn't see it as the truth because it wasn't under her command but I still think it was what you believe, not only because it's what you think Dean wants to hear -- which says something in and of itself -- but deep down.
love
me
Dear Jensen:
You do man-pain better than almost anyone on televsion right now. Fortunately, the extreme close-ups they gave you this episode meant the desire to lick your stubble kept distracting me from the heartbreak. This is not a bad thing.
love
me
"We're covered in blood until we're covered in our own blood." Oh my freakin' gods, GREAT LINE!
The last two episodes have been lovely and simple and heartbreaking in a way that hurts without annoying. Good case files, nice banter, emphasis on Sam and Dean's relationship with yet more emphasis that their tangled, fucked up co-dependency is the whole point of the excercise.
The truth is, I'm glad I decided to watch. Thanks luzdeestrellas for pushing me over the edge.