Kevin Tran is hearing a voice in his head. Crowley’s voice to be exact. His voice is warning him that working with the Winchesters leads nowhere fast and if he thinks Crowley taking his finger was bad Kevin’s brain supplies the image and feeling of being a broken, maimed, bloody mess.
The next morning Sam and Dean pay a Kevin a visit. Kevin is a paranoid, unwashed mess babbling about Crowley living in his brain. Dean thinks Kevin needs to eat more Xanax. On the plus side, Kevin has translated the second trial: an innocent soul has to be rescued from Hell and returned to Heaven. Oh, gee, is that all. Continue reading
Remember Krissy? Vaguely? Yeah, same here, but thankfully the previouslies are there to jog our memory about the child of a hunter going straight. There’s also a lot of vampire refresher course going on, so it’s safe to surmise that it’s gonna be of some import.
Conway Springs, Kansas, Krissy and a boy toy are sucking face in a parked car. A shadow streaks past the window and the kids seem freaked. That is until the boy hops out of the car and removes the shadow’s head from its shoulders (the shadow was actually a vampire, by the way). Another girl, Josephine, emerges from the shadow and we find out that the underage trio are playing bait and decapitate. The boy, Aiden, seems shook up but relieved.
One down, two to go. Continue reading
SPN springtime hiatus is done.
And how do we come back? With a tooth and nail fight between Castiel and Dean. Wait… what? Yup, that’s right. Dean and Castiel are duking it out and Dean’s not doing so well. If you put money on Castiel taking Dean out with his angel sword you’d be a winner. And a sick son of a gun, too.
The lights come on and Naomi comes into the room, high heels tapping in an evil angel way. She’s proud of Castiel because she doesn’t have to give him two for flinching; he took Dean out like an assassin. Which, judging from the hundreds upon hundreds of Dean doppelganger corpses littering the floor, he’s had some practice doing for quite some time. Continue reading
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Great Falls, Indiana, city limits.
A man is walking along the road.
Another man is driving the same road. And drinking.
Vehicular homicide, it’s disturbingly normal and human and horrible. The next morning the body is iced over and a crow picks at the dead victim’s viscera as a local LEO’s car approaches. The state trooper turns to call it in and the body just pops up and flees the scene, much to the state trooper’s confusion.
Over at the Men of Letters HQ, Sam Winchester is spitting up blood as inconspicuously as possible while Dean Winchester is puttering around the house in his dapper robe, sipping his coffee and getting mighty suspicious of his brother’s behavior. Sam distracts him with a newspaper article about the undead hit ‘n’ run. Time to get out of your pajamas and into your Fed suit, Dean; you and your brother have a state trooper to question. Continue reading
Last week Jeff put in the disc.
This week we open up with Kelly and her partner, Paz, stumbling upon a makeshift grave, the victim buried upside down. Paz has never seen anything like this. Cue Kelly having a flashback of her inverted baptism into Billy’s cult. He welcomes her to the family, to The Blood and she is way stoked. In the present, however, she’s less stoked and more antagonized. Billy is sending her a message, obviously. I think Paz is wondering if Kelly’s ever going to get over thinking it’s always about her.
In the “real” world Jeff is doing some heavy meta; he’s watching the show and he’s digging through Nate’s geek stash. A gold coin on the screen, a gold coin on Nate’s desk. Skye spent the night on the couch because she’s oddly not weirded out by any of this and is 100% on board with Project Find Jeff’s Brother. Probably because Jeff is hot. Continue reading
The alleyway is dark, the woman walking through it is a hooker, man is following her and she’s wearing heels. This is not going to go well for her. The man flashes his badge. Damn the fuzz, man. He goes to cuff her, but instead he murders her in a bloody fashion. With his bare hands. Dirty cops are the worst.
Suddenly, the same man jackknifes up in his bed. It was all a terrible nightmare. His faithful Doberman whines in sympathy, or annoyance at being woken up. The man heads the kitchen for a drink and finds his bloody monogrammed shirt in his trashcan that strongly implies the dream evidence is contrary. Continue reading
Remember years ago when we learned about goofer dust? Keep that information on the tip of your brain, because according to the “Then” portion of the opener it’s gonna come in handy.
We’ll get back to that later. Right now, on Garth’s boat, Kevin Tran’s alarm is going off at the ungodly hour of 5am. The kid is running on a steady diet of hot dogs, coffee, aspirin, 2 hours of sleep and his own stench. It pays off though, Kevin hits his “eureka” moment. Right before his nose oozes blood and he passes out cold. Saving the world is a rough gig. Continue reading
Picture it, Vitsyebsk, 1944. The Nazi Germans are partying it up in the then Soviet Union, but their lighthearted fun is interrupted by an attack, broken glass, a Nazi book in need of protection, the sounds of gunfire and shouts that whatever is taking them out just won’t go down no matter how much lead they pump into in. The commandant orders them to keep fighting, fight to the death. And they do. Even as a giant comes crashing through the doors and decimates them while their bullets just absorb into him.
Meanwhile, the commandant is chanting in Latin. He casts a spell that makes him disappear and sets the room on fire.
Wait. Nazi magicians?
We’ll get back to that later. Continue reading
If you don’t know the meaning of the title, don’t worry. Neither did I. But the writers tell us in the episode, so you’ll have to wait until we get there. This week opens with Nucky having a nightmare – he can’t reach Billie on the phone, he sees a young boy in front of him who he starts to cook up some back for and ends up shooting when the frying pan turns into a gun. It’s unsettling to me and worse for Nucky. Eddie wakes him to say Margaret’s on the phone, that the Bishop’s representative is there to go over the plans for his award ceremony and she’s not letting Nucky out of it. After hanging up with her, he asks Eddie if Billie has called and she has not. Foreshadowing? Maybe. Continue reading
This week, they learn about dogging.
Welcome to the World of Gatiss. Just as an episode from Moffat means feisty women and spoddy whizzkids, so from a Mark Gatiss episode of Sherlock, we can reasonably expect dead daddies, suspicious offal, and Kensington gore. In this case, served up with devilish humour and abundant references to Withnail and I. Onwards: for science, UST, and daddy issues!
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