i. COMMUNITY! Tonight's was so delightful! It took me a little while to ease into it and start laughing, because I sandwiched it in between two Supernatural episodes and there was some cognitive dissonance, but by halfway through I was laughing uncontrollably. (I also spent a good deal of episode going "ABED YOU HAVE TO SAVE THE TIMELINE," because I was understandably in all-or-nothing save-the-universe mindset, but that just added to the funny.) That was definitely the best of this new season, and probably in my top ten Community episodes period.
ii. Supernatural! I AM FUCKING CAUGHT UP. When I am awake and coherent I will probably make a request-for-fic-recs post; I suspect I will want some meta too, in that I want both clever arguments about ways the show is smart and frothing rage about the billion things the show does facepalmingly wrong. In the meantime, um, I -- am really surprised that I got through it! I genuinely wasn't expecting the things I liked to outweigh the things that made me angry, but the magic about doing it all in a go, and the magic of having had plenty of warning, meant that I really enjoyed it.
Actually, I think my dual reaction to the show can be encapsulated in the two times it made me tear up: once in Abandon All Hope, over Jo and Ellen, from SHEER RAGE; once in Swan Song, over Sam's flashbacks and his taking control back from Lucifer, from YAY ~FEELINGS~. I know the story of two white dudes saving the world and being sad about dead women is stupid and overdone and fuck off, where is my Jo and Ellen show already, but that didn't keep me from having faceclutchy feelings about Sam and Dean. (And about Castiel and Bobby and Ruby and Gabriel and Anna and Crowley and and and.) I guess the take-home message here is that, much like many of the other things I love, I will just be like "WOW you are intensely problematic! Now LET ME LOVE YOU."
Also, because this dam of feelings is screaming for fic, I -- well, first of all I will have to figure out if writing Dean Winchester from the inside is an exercise in futility and fuck words like 'futility' anyway. But once I have done that, the point is that I am hilariously bad at giving canon the finger, so I think I might compromise and fork an AU off the beginning of season seven, so I can, y'know, still have Cas around and not worry about this Leviathan nonsense.
...I realize the next episode airs tomorrow. I am staying the hell away from the bulk of fandom, because I have sat on the sidelines with popcorn for years and I'm not about to stop that now.
ii. Supernatural! I AM FUCKING CAUGHT UP. When I am awake and coherent I will probably make a request-for-fic-recs post; I suspect I will want some meta too, in that I want both clever arguments about ways the show is smart and frothing rage about the billion things the show does facepalmingly wrong. In the meantime, um, I -- am really surprised that I got through it! I genuinely wasn't expecting the things I liked to outweigh the things that made me angry, but the magic about doing it all in a go, and the magic of having had plenty of warning, meant that I really enjoyed it.
Actually, I think my dual reaction to the show can be encapsulated in the two times it made me tear up: once in Abandon All Hope, over Jo and Ellen, from SHEER RAGE; once in Swan Song, over Sam's flashbacks and his taking control back from Lucifer, from YAY ~FEELINGS~. I know the story of two white dudes saving the world and being sad about dead women is stupid and overdone and fuck off, where is my Jo and Ellen show already, but that didn't keep me from having faceclutchy feelings about Sam and Dean. (And about Castiel and Bobby and Ruby and Gabriel and Anna and Crowley and and and.) I guess the take-home message here is that, much like many of the other things I love, I will just be like "WOW you are intensely problematic! Now LET ME LOVE YOU."
Also, because this dam of feelings is screaming for fic, I -- well, first of all I will have to figure out if writing Dean Winchester from the inside is an exercise in futility and fuck words like 'futility' anyway. But once I have done that, the point is that I am hilariously bad at giving canon the finger, so I think I might compromise and fork an AU off the beginning of season seven, so I can, y'know, still have Cas around and not worry about this Leviathan nonsense.
...I realize the next episode airs tomorrow. I am staying the hell away from the bulk of fandom, because I have sat on the sidelines with popcorn for years and I'm not about to stop that now.