Supernatural 5x22: Review
Wow, okay. Shit.
That was cheesy. Like… wow. Really damn cheesy. But you know what? I was crying and shaking and screaming at my screen, all at once. It’s easy to say why. I LOVE these two boys, I really do… I am invested in their story, invested in the things they do and feel. I know their story by heart, talk about them whenever I find someone willing enough to indulge in the subject. I watch videos on Youtube, I read fanfiction; I spend SO MUCH time with them - I don’t even want to know the actual numbers because I probably would have to realize that I should definitely get a life of my own.
So there it is. They are part of my life at the moment - not literally of course, but they sure have the ability to control my emotions. Most importantly, they make me happy - I am sure a lot of you guys know the feeling. Fandom does have that effect more often than not.
If I wasn’t so attached, I probably would have laughed. I would have rolled my eyes at the cheesy music that went along with Chuck’s little voiceover. Would have been amused rather than horrified by the ~epicness~ of the whole situation… and most certainly, I would have been very disappointed by how things got resolved. If I didn’t know and love the show for what it really stands for, I would probably be watching for some action and complicated plot-lines and mysteries and conspiracies and what not.
But that’s not why I am watching. I loved Chuck’s voice-over because what he said carried so much meaning. So much history, family and love… it’s quite easy, you know. There’s no hidden meaning, no mystery to solve: it’s simple. Sam was able to fight the devil because he remembers what love and happiness and family feels like. He was part of THE DEVIL - a very small, insignificant part and yet he fought him, pushed him away… all because HIS part got hit by the very core that is the Winchester family - love and devotion; memories of a past that was at the same time painful and full of hardship as well as it was the only thing that ever really mattered. The human wins again, because love in its purest form is more powerful than anything the devil could throw at them. Why? Because he refused to acknowledge it… you can’t ignore something like that.
I love how the writers portrayed all that. It’s not about destiny or free will or anything like that - it’s memories and emotions and all the little things that make us human. We don’t need to drink demon blood or anything like that to become powerful. Like Ruby said in last year’s finale “You didn’t need the feather to fly, you had it in you the whole time!” It took me a very long time to really understand what she meant by that… and it certainly doesn’t have anything to do with anything supernatural. Sam’s human. Sam is Sam Winchester. That’s what he had “in him the whole time”. Because he is John Winchester’s son, he wanted revenge, couldn’t stop, wanted to do good, wanted to make things right again. In the end the opposite happened because THAT is the downside of human emotion - as powerful as it can be - you never know what comes out of it. Being human is a mess, it’s full of uncertainty and hardship and confusion. That’s why heaven and hell can’t play us, I guess. That’s why destiny doesn’t exist - you can’t control uncertainty. You can manipulate it, try to work your way around it but eventually it all comes down to one thing: love.
So. I just have to talk about Dean for a bit now… because I never thought my love for him could possibly increase. But it did. I just… damn. This line absolutely killed me: “I ain’t gonna let him die alone.”
After EVERYTHING? This is still the only thing he cares about. Get to Sam. Never leave him, be with him even in the final hours. Because that’s all he can do - and he’s certainly got nothing to lose anymore. “And if we go down, we go down swinging.” (3x16).
Castiel dies. Bobby dies. He gets smashed into a puddle of meat by Lucifer - but he doesn’t waver, he keeps talking to Sam, wants to get to him, get to his brother, HAS to get to him because that’s all that matters now. “It’s okay Sammy”, he says. “I’m here”. And he is, like he always has been. It all started with a burning house and a little boy carrying his baby brother out the front door, saving him. And now here they stand at the end of the world and still, nothing has changed. Because Dean is Dean - he, too, doesn’t need the ‘feather’ to still love his brother and care for him. It’s IN him, it’s who he is.
God, I love that man.
Concerning Lisa: I’m not even going to talk about it. I still think it makes sense… and I still don’t understand why people are so negative about it. There are a MILLION reason why Dean would end up on that doorstep. Think about it. Seriously. This is Dean we are talking about.
One thing though: I wish they hadn’t decided to show Sam at the very end of the episode. I really liked the idea of him being gone - one because it made a very heartbreaking ending and two because I know there is a Season 6. So obviously he would come back… one way or another.
I also didn’t understand the things with Chuck. So, is he God? That’s what I heard from other people. Not sure if I like that thought, but honestly? I don’t care. My main focus is Sam and Dean - in that respect I got everything I could possibly have hoped for from this finale. I’m happy, really happy.
That was cheesy. Like… wow. Really damn cheesy. But you know what? I was crying and shaking and screaming at my screen, all at once. It’s easy to say why. I LOVE these two boys, I really do… I am invested in their story, invested in the things they do and feel. I know their story by heart, talk about them whenever I find someone willing enough to indulge in the subject. I watch videos on Youtube, I read fanfiction; I spend SO MUCH time with them - I don’t even want to know the actual numbers because I probably would have to realize that I should definitely get a life of my own.
So there it is. They are part of my life at the moment - not literally of course, but they sure have the ability to control my emotions. Most importantly, they make me happy - I am sure a lot of you guys know the feeling. Fandom does have that effect more often than not.
If I wasn’t so attached, I probably would have laughed. I would have rolled my eyes at the cheesy music that went along with Chuck’s little voiceover. Would have been amused rather than horrified by the ~epicness~ of the whole situation… and most certainly, I would have been very disappointed by how things got resolved. If I didn’t know and love the show for what it really stands for, I would probably be watching for some action and complicated plot-lines and mysteries and conspiracies and what not.
But that’s not why I am watching. I loved Chuck’s voice-over because what he said carried so much meaning. So much history, family and love… it’s quite easy, you know. There’s no hidden meaning, no mystery to solve: it’s simple. Sam was able to fight the devil because he remembers what love and happiness and family feels like. He was part of THE DEVIL - a very small, insignificant part and yet he fought him, pushed him away… all because HIS part got hit by the very core that is the Winchester family - love and devotion; memories of a past that was at the same time painful and full of hardship as well as it was the only thing that ever really mattered. The human wins again, because love in its purest form is more powerful than anything the devil could throw at them. Why? Because he refused to acknowledge it… you can’t ignore something like that.
I love how the writers portrayed all that. It’s not about destiny or free will or anything like that - it’s memories and emotions and all the little things that make us human. We don’t need to drink demon blood or anything like that to become powerful. Like Ruby said in last year’s finale “You didn’t need the feather to fly, you had it in you the whole time!” It took me a very long time to really understand what she meant by that… and it certainly doesn’t have anything to do with anything supernatural. Sam’s human. Sam is Sam Winchester. That’s what he had “in him the whole time”. Because he is John Winchester’s son, he wanted revenge, couldn’t stop, wanted to do good, wanted to make things right again. In the end the opposite happened because THAT is the downside of human emotion - as powerful as it can be - you never know what comes out of it. Being human is a mess, it’s full of uncertainty and hardship and confusion. That’s why heaven and hell can’t play us, I guess. That’s why destiny doesn’t exist - you can’t control uncertainty. You can manipulate it, try to work your way around it but eventually it all comes down to one thing: love.
So. I just have to talk about Dean for a bit now… because I never thought my love for him could possibly increase. But it did. I just… damn. This line absolutely killed me: “I ain’t gonna let him die alone.”
After EVERYTHING? This is still the only thing he cares about. Get to Sam. Never leave him, be with him even in the final hours. Because that’s all he can do - and he’s certainly got nothing to lose anymore. “And if we go down, we go down swinging.” (3x16).
Castiel dies. Bobby dies. He gets smashed into a puddle of meat by Lucifer - but he doesn’t waver, he keeps talking to Sam, wants to get to him, get to his brother, HAS to get to him because that’s all that matters now. “It’s okay Sammy”, he says. “I’m here”. And he is, like he always has been. It all started with a burning house and a little boy carrying his baby brother out the front door, saving him. And now here they stand at the end of the world and still, nothing has changed. Because Dean is Dean - he, too, doesn’t need the ‘feather’ to still love his brother and care for him. It’s IN him, it’s who he is.
God, I love that man.
Concerning Lisa: I’m not even going to talk about it. I still think it makes sense… and I still don’t understand why people are so negative about it. There are a MILLION reason why Dean would end up on that doorstep. Think about it. Seriously. This is Dean we are talking about.
One thing though: I wish they hadn’t decided to show Sam at the very end of the episode. I really liked the idea of him being gone - one because it made a very heartbreaking ending and two because I know there is a Season 6. So obviously he would come back… one way or another.
I also didn’t understand the things with Chuck. So, is he God? That’s what I heard from other people. Not sure if I like that thought, but honestly? I don’t care. My main focus is Sam and Dean - in that respect I got everything I could possibly have hoped for from this finale. I’m happy, really happy.