Catholic church backyards are beautiful at night aren’t they? The two priests taking a stroll seem to think so. It’s all fun and games and Monsignor visit prep until an angel shows up and creepily asks if you’ve seen a graceless ex-angel lately. Continue reading
Throw a party, toss off your grumpiness; hellatus is over and season 9 is here.
We open the episode with Sam and Dean cruising in the Impala discussing rain of angels. Sam is ready to deal with it, Dean is gruff and distant. Okay, so it’s a kinda depressing party.
You really are back Supernatural! Continue reading
Cue the music. Reflect on it all. Cry your first round of tears.
Now let us begin season eight’s ending. Continue reading
Good news! Sam and Dean have found their prophet. He’s back on Garth’s boat.
Kinda shaky news: their prophet is looking rough, yo.
Back on the plus side, it seems that even though Kevin ran away in a fit of insanity and anxiety, he hasn’t forgotten the fundamentals; super soak with holy water first, ask questions later. Especially when the Winchester brothers neglect to use the secret clubhouse knock. Nevertheless, the holy water has zero ill effect and they come bearing a gift: 50% of one mystical, magical piece of piety that they’ve stolen from Crowley using a bit of bait and switch. Kevin gets to work on translating and the boys leave him after Sam gives him a perky puppy of a pep talk.
Does anyone else feel like they REALLY missed something? Continue reading
Harry S. Truman is on the wall, Dixieland jazz is playing on the gramophone, Dean Winchester is in a military uniform with spit-slick, part-perfect hair and here we sit with absolutely zero explanation as to why we’ve time warped back to 1951. Dean doesn’t know what’s going on either, all he knows is he’s barricaded in and the music ain’t his scene, so he busts out. The hallway is carnage, dead nurses as far as the eye can see. The only clue we (Dean included) get is a newspaper declaring Truman’s denial of military experimentation.
Oh yeah, and something’s after Dean. Continue reading
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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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
This week’s previously is a full rundown of all things past regarding the Winchester/Campbell union that lead to Sam and Dean’s existence. Which is a nice refresher for the handful of fans that can’t recite everything Supernatural from memory at the drop of a colt. Continue reading