I read a quote the other day that said "Good films unlock your imagination." Well I have to say Supernatural has done that. And I know it's a TV show, not a film, but I think you get what I mean.
This is the first show that I have ever really found myself so completely invested in. A show that I have become borderline obsessed with, written fan fiction for, thought up storylines for, and found myself so invested in the characters like they are real people. I have never felt the need to analyse a show the way I have for this one. I have never felt my heart tear up and break so many times in the course of a whole TV show, let alone the way the number of times my heart broke in this episode, completely forgetting the times it has this season.
How can they leave us there? There is no resoluteion. There is ALWAYS a resolution! I need my resolution! I'm not too sure how our boys can come back from this. BUT, I ahve faith in Kripke and co, that there will be a resolution. Whether it's one we want to see, and whether we see it by the end of the next episode I'm not too sure on.
I was amazed, as always, at the acting of both Jared and Jensen. I have long been a fan of Jensen's and always thought he was an incredible actor, but this one really opened my eyes to Jared. Not to say that I haven't appreciated his acting, he almost tore my heart out in Heart, but this episode, to see him shaking and hallucinating, and basically acting like a junkie gone cold turkey was an amazing transformation. The raw emotion that poured from him in every shot had my heart breaking, and to hear his cries, and see his struggle, I just wanted to let him out and hold him til it was over. I just wanted to protect him.
But Jensen, wow. The emotion poured from him as usual, but that last scene, him lying on the floor, broken both physically and psychologically, tore my heart out and stamped all over it. I had tears running down my face. And his feeble attempt to get up, to try and follow Sam out the door, just to have him roll back over in defeat sealed the deal. I was sobbing like I'd had my heart broken. I don't cry very often in movies, never in TV, but tonight, I did. I curled up in bed, with a teddy, and sobbed my heart out. I'm not sure if it was a whimper from Dean in the dying seconds of the episode or an echo of my own.
I couldn't help but flash back to the episodes in season 3 when Sam asked for Dean to kill him when Sam said the same thing to Bobby. We all khew he wouldn't shoot, but to see him standing there, shotgun resting against Sam's chest, I thought about Croatoan, and Playthings, Sam begging Dean in both instances to let him die, one way or another.
I can't help but feel a little like we've lost not only Sam, but Dean too. I feel a little like Sam in that Dean isn't the same as he was before he went to Hell, and really who can blame him, but I want my rough, rugged, wise cracking hero back and I want him back now. I can only hope that the boys can work it out before the end of the next episode. I don't think I can handle a break without a resolution. I'm sure we'll get one, but I can't help but think that it wont be the one we want. I have a feeling we'll be left hanging, rather like Dean at the end of last season, with out boys on different sides of the line drawn in the sand.
Thats about as coherent as I can get right now. I'm sure that I will have more fully formed thoughts once I watch it again, and pick up on the details I missed, but right now, I'm still reeling and that last few moments, the fight, Sam choking Dean, Dean not fighting back the way he should to him just giving up, to Sam's hateful words of 'You never knew me and you never will", especially when we all know that Dean knows Sam, to Dean's echo of his father's words about leaving and not coming back. It's all still swirling around in my head.
I think I will sleep tonight with the image of Dean lying on the floor on the back of my eyelidsm and if my pillow is wet before I sleep, well, the episode was just that good.
D! xoxo