{"id":88331,"date":"2014-08-30T14:38:35","date_gmt":"2014-08-30T18:38:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=88331"},"modified":"2025-09-23T11:48:24","modified_gmt":"2025-09-23T15:48:24","slug":"supernatural-season-2-episode-5-simon-said","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=88331","title":{"rendered":"<i>Supernatural<\/i>: Season 2, Episode 5: \u201cSimon Said\u201d"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s14.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s14.jpg\" alt=\"s14\" width=\"848\" height=\"472\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88922\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s14.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s14-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s14-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s14-400x222.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\n<i>Directed by Tim Iacofano<br \/>\nWritten by Ben Edlund<\/i><\/p>\n<p><strong>Sam<\/strong>: You and I are chosen.<br \/>\n<strong>Max<\/strong>: For what?<br \/>\n<strong>Sam<\/strong>: I don&#8217;t know.<br \/>\n&#8212; &#8220;Nightmare,&#8221; <i>Supernatural<\/i>, Season 1<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Simon Said&#8221; is the only episode from Tim Iacofano, and the first episode written by Ben Edlund, who, naturally, has become a gigantic part of the show, producing, directing, writing, the whole nine yards. Edlund is a thoughtful brainy guy and brings an interesting and contemplative energy to the moral and ethical side of <i>Supernatural<\/i>, the &#8220;Big Question&#8221; side.<\/p>\n<p>Sam&#8217;s psychic visions, connected to Yellow-Eyes, were set up in Season 1, starting with <a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=81262\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">&#8220;Nightmare,&#8221;<\/a> where Sam tried desperately to talk Max, a pained (putting it mildly) telekinetic kid, off the proverbial ledge. &#8220;Nightmare&#8221; revealed that the powers Sam was &#8220;given&#8221; were somehow connected to these other kids out there, and it was all somehow connected to the demon. <\/p>\n<p>\n<!--more--><\/p>\n<p>\nI&#8217;m not crazy about the &#8220;special children&#8221; Arc, although I love all of the individual actors chosen to play the various &#8220;children&#8221;, and I love &#8220;Simon Said.&#8221; It&#8217;s one of those episodes that is always pleasing, no matter how many times I have seen it. It&#8217;s goofy, anarchic, and the strong links having to do with siblings, angry brothers, family secrets, all that &#8211; is looped in gracefully. The performances are all excellent. Andrew&#8217;s a great personality and it&#8217;s wonderful to see how he brings out different things in Sam and Dean. You get the sense that Dean could actually be friends with Andrew, if the situation were a little different, and if Dean ever had friends.<\/p>\n<p>The psychic kids plot-line doesn&#8217;t really reveal much, though, and is a bit too <i>X-Men<\/i> for my taste. Or Wonder Twin Powers Activate. Or Island of Misfit Toys. <em>Supernatural <\/em>spent a lot of time and effort in setting up that Arc, and then appeared to drop it, killing everyone off in a 24-hour period. It&#8217;s the benefit of working on a show where everyone dies anyway. It wouldn&#8217;t work on <i>Dawson&#8217;s Creek<\/i>. You&#8217;d have to make someone go to Europe on an exchange program to get rid of them. But on <i>Supernatural<\/i>? This Arc ain&#8217;t working, aw, fuck it, just kill &#8217;em all.  Or, conversely: dammit, we don&#8217;t like the roadhouse after all, what the hell are we supposed to do with it now that we&#8217;ve spent so much time setting it up? Uhm, torch it to the ground, yeah.<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s37.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s37.jpg\" alt=\"s37\" width=\"846\" height=\"472\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88923\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s37.jpg 846w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s37-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s37-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s37-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 846px) 100vw, 846px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nGabriel Tigerman, who plays Andrew, the psychic kid in &#8220;Simon Said&#8221;, gives a funny and well-observed performance of a lackadaisical guy who has been given this weird ability, and uses it to con people, get off his back, give him coffee, do him favors, have sex with him. He clearly roofies women with the power of his mind, and it just goes to show you I am an empty shell that I find it kind of charming. He leaves them smiling and waving to him longingly from upstairs windows! Unlike Sam, Andrew does not operate under a weight of shame or &#8220;Why has this happened to me?&#8221; Dean finds Andy harmless, entertaining, and also somewhat admirable. Sam, though, looks at Andrew and sees a mirror. There&#8217;s a reason the whole episode starts with Sam splashing water in his face and staring at his own reflection. Sam is afraid that whatever Andrew does will somehow say something about HIM. Sam is self-conscious about his &#8220;gift&#8221; in a way that Andrew is not. <\/p>\n<p>Sam, as played by Padalecki, is a 6 foot 4 hulk of insecurities and floating potential rage, flecked with a dry sense of humor and an ability to see the big picture. It&#8217;s a wonderful character. But when this ability starts to raise its head, it re-asserts to Sam that he is not normal, he has never been normal, he felt judged by Dean and Dad in his childhood, and he is afraid that Dean will judge him now. These wounds are old. They won&#8217;t heal back up just because he and Dean are on better terms now. A little different is okay, Dean gets a little different, but THIS different? Part of Season 2 is the slow reveal of what actually is &#8220;wrong&#8221; with Sam, and what happened to him back in the nursery on the night his mother died. Sam sensing that something is &#8220;different&#8221; about him ends up having a physical basis. <\/p>\n<p><big>Identification Conversation, Personal In Nature. Skip If It&#8217;s Not Your Thing.<\/big><br \/>\nThis is where we get into personal waters. I identify a lot with Dean, especially when it comes to his various survival techniques (sometimes labeled &#8220;unhealthy&#8221; or &#8220;denial&#8221; in some circles, but I say don&#8217;t knock it til you tried it!) My survival strategies look a lot like his (except for the drugs and alcohol). It&#8217;s a barrel of laughs being both a depressive and a pleasure-hound. You try balancing that out. I do my best. I try to prioritize pleasure. It feels like a life-or-death necessity. But now we come to Sam. Sam&#8217;s whole journey, from Season 2 onward, is almost an exact replica of my own in regards to mental health (you know, without the demon-blood, although there have been times when I, too, have felt literally poisoned by my own blood, so take it for what it&#8217;s worth.) I have a devastating psychological history, and years &#8211; literally years &#8211; wondering what the hell was wrong with me. It was only since the crack-up in late 2012, mild in comparison to other crack-ups which went ignored, where I finally <a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=76872\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">got  diagnosed<\/a> by a real doctor in 2013, (not with depression but with another Big Bad on the DSM), that I have actually been shown a &#8220;way out&#8221; of what seemed my logical fate (suicide, most likely, I accepted that when I was a teenager.) My doctors challenge the way I interpret things, experience things. My identification with Dean is the white-knuckling survivor in me. I am proud of her. I am also sick of her because I want to be soft sometimes too, I want to be vulnerable like other people get to be vulnerable. But I am glad she exists because without her I would have checked out years ago. But Sam? I see a mirror, which is different. If Dean&#8217;s overall Arc can be seen as a sensitive portrayal of what PTSD looks\/feels like (and also a presentation of the life-affirming survival techniques so helpful to those who suffer: 100% pleasure-focus, the music you like, the food you love, the sex that is essential to even marginal stability since sex re-affirms you are human\/worthy of being touched\/the benefits can&#8217;t even be counted, the sensual comfort of a hot shower, clean sheets, watching a movie you love 3 times in a row, whatever &#8211; it&#8217;s all there), then Sam&#8217;s overall Arc can be seen as a very effective metaphor for mental illness. It doesn&#8217;t work SOLELY as a metaphor, it also works on the literal level of a man struggling with a demonic curse placed over his cradle. But that&#8217;s the thing with metaphors. Good ones are multiple things at the same time, and Sam&#8217;s &#8220;journey&#8221; works on those levels, and is also one of the best-performed and least-condescending metaphors for mental illness that I&#8217;ve ever seen. And it is for that reason that I am glad I came to the show once I was on the road to recovery. Maybe Sam&#8217;s struggles wouldn&#8217;t have struck me as a mirror pre-diagnosis, back when I was the middle of the maelstrom. The show gets so much right about what it is like: the sense that people are worried about you all the time, watching you like a hawk, the sense that you literally cannot trust what is right in front of your eyes. In Season 2, Sam finally gets confirmation that his sense of being an outsider is not just psychological in nature, there is a physical basis for it. To know that those crazy thoughts in my head have no basis in reality but were actually part of a physical illness wreaking havoc on my spirit and body \u2026 well. That helped me relax for the first time in ever. Getting a diagnosis is a serious thing. It&#8217;s a club you do NOT want to join. But realizing that I was sick was akin to removing a gigantic anvil off my shoulders. All of this, the Dean identification (guilt\/shame\/pleasure-hound\/survival-techniques) and the Sam mirror (is-this-in-my-own-head-or-is-this-real), was an enormous part of why <i>Supernatural<\/i> hit a very very sweet spot for me. The show came along for me at the right time (I started watching it in October of 2013.)<br \/>\n<big>Identification Conversation Over For the Moment<\/big><\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Simon Said&#8221; is loosey-goosey, eccentric. It starts with REO Speedwagon and ends with Soundgarden. It goes from benign to malignant, in other words. <\/p>\n<p>A couple of things are &#8220;set up&#8221; here:<br \/>\n&#8211;Jo will be rising in the narrative, along with Sam. Dean is playing support-staff to a bunch of crackpots.<br \/>\n&#8211;There are untold number of special children out there, with no way to track them. Hold me, Ellen, I&#8217;m scared.<br \/>\n&#8211;Andy ends up having an &#8220;evil twin,&#8221; who wreaks havoc in order to be reunited with his brother. It&#8217;s a fun-house mirror of the Winchester relationship. It makes Dean and Sam&#8217;s relationship look healthy although that is cold comfort. As always, <i>Supernatural<\/i> wants those lines to be blurred. <\/p>\n<p>Similar to the view of family seen in <a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=81875\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">&#8220;The Benders,&#8221;<\/a> <i>Supernatural<\/i> wants you to make disturbing connections. Andy could be seen as a Dean-standin, only without guilt or shame, although Weber could also be connected to Dean, the focused tough guy willing to do anything to keep his family together (and also, perhaps, having to be in the position of killing his own brother, let&#8217;s not forget that.) Think, too, of the sketchy shit Dean will pull with the women who dare to come into Sam&#8217;s life. (Yes, in the future, but that&#8217;s also part of what I&#8217;m saying here: While Weber is a &#8220;worst-case scenario&#8221; for Sam&#8217;s destiny, he also is revealing the dark side of Dean&#8217;s position. Nobody picks up on THAT, though. It&#8217;s buried in subtext.) Sam and Andy are connected because they both have special abilities, and also Sam very well may have read some Kant and Heidegger as well. They have the same inquiring mind.  But Weber is a possible outcome for Sam, Sam can&#8217;t avoid that fact, no matter how much Dean tries to talk him out of it. His gifts COULD be used in the way Weber uses his. It&#8217;s a quadrangulated maze of inter-sibling-connections, very well-designed. <i>Supernatural<\/i> trembles in the grey area between good and evil. When man is pushed, who knows how far he will be willing to go? If family is everything and risking all for family is seen as the highest good (as is the case with Sam and Dean), then Andy&#8217;s &#8220;evil twin&#8221; is living by that code as well. Sam and Dean fight it out. Dean&#8217;s point is: &#8220;Yeah but you&#8217;re NOT evil and you DON&#8217;T kill people&#8221; but Sam recognizes that as the half-truth that it is.  Sam&#8217;s &#8220;situation&#8221; is about to take over, and Dean is hanging on to his version of events as best he could. Everything depends on it.  <\/p>\n<p>And suddenly, like an ice cube down the back, &#8220;the man with the yellow eyes&#8221; re-enters, an entity we have seen, an entity we fear. He&#8217;s only mentioned here but it&#8217;s a cold wind from beyond the grave. A lot of stuff comes churning to the surface, the maelstrom of John&#8217;s death starting to dissipate, with new and unknown threats announcing themselves, before vanishing into the ether again. What&#8217;s out there? What are the missing pieces? How is Sam connected to all of it? <\/p>\n<p><big>Teaser<\/big><\/p>\n<p>We see a man (Blu Mankuma) walking down a sidewalk, underneath a clock-tower, looming in the foreground, already an ominous camera angle. A passerby greets him, &#8220;Hey, doc.&#8221; That moment tells us everything we need to know: <i>Small friendly town. Everyone knows everyone.<\/i> The man&#8217;s phone rings, and when he answers it, the camera zooms in on his face. It&#8217;s alarming, a total break in the folksy style established. Then we get a couple of flashes of unconnected images, the man wielding a gigantic shotgun, cocking it. Violence impending. <\/p>\n<p>He speaks into the phone, like an automaton: &#8220;All right.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>A bus roars past, the sound jarring.<\/p>\n<p>Considering that what we are seeing is actually one of Sam&#8217;s &#8220;visions,&#8221; the style fits. It highlights disparate images, the way things &#8220;come at&#8221; Sam in unconnected chaotic ways. <\/p>\n<p>The man continues on his merry way, crossing the street, a happy little smile on his face. <\/p>\n<p>He enters a hardware store. Dennis (Eric Keenleyside), the guy behind the counter is reading a gun magazine, and behind him are racks of guns. The two men greet one another, friendly. They know each other. Everyone knows &#8220;doc,&#8221; which is why Dennis seems surprised when &#8220;doc&#8221; asks to look at a gun. <\/p>\n<p>Dennis hands over a shotgun, and Doc inspects it. He doesn&#8217;t look murderous, just blank, which is even scarier. We get one of those gigantic close-ups <i>Supernatural<\/i> specializes in, Doc looking down at the gun in the foreground, with Dennis a blur taking up the entire background. You yearn for distance, some air, some perspective.<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s90.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s90.jpg\" alt=\"s90\" width=\"847\" height=\"477\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88925\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s90.jpg 847w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s90-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s90-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s90-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 847px) 100vw, 847px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Doc has reached out for the box of shells and starts to load the rifle, still saying, as though the moment hasn&#8217;t changed, &#8220;You know guns make me nervous. Always have.&#8221; When he says that, he is filmed from below, rifle looming through the screen, with a dizzying display of porcelain sinks up on the ceiling behind him. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s2.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s2.jpg\" alt=\"s2\" width=\"844\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88926\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s2.jpg 844w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s2-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s2-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s2-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 844px) 100vw, 844px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nDennis gets serious when he sees what is happening: &#8220;No, no, no loaded guns in here, Doc \u2026&#8221; Doc says soothingly, &#8220;It&#8217;s all gonna be okay,&#8221; a creepy refrain heard multiple times throughout &#8220;Simon Said.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Other customers start looking over and it is then that Doc points the gun and blows Dennis away at point-blank range. [Question: If these visions are supposedly Weber&#8217;s payback scheme, then why does Dennis have to go? Why wouldn&#8217;t Doc just kill himself?] Screams. Slowly, on that same invisible conveyor belt, Doc looks up at the ceiling, holding the gun under his chin, saying, &#8220;It&#8217;s allll gonna be okay.&#8221; The camera keeps moving upwards, leaving him out of the frame, focusing on that sink hanging above his head. Blood splash across porcelain, gruesome!<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/S4.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/S4.jpg\" alt=\"S4\" width=\"846\" height=\"473\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88927\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/S4.jpg 846w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/S4-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/S4-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/S4-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 846px) 100vw, 846px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nPoor Doc! Taken down by an evil twin, of all things, for just doing his job.<\/p>\n<p>The teaser then shivers and whites out, and we see Sam, hunched over a sink, splashing water on his face.<\/p>\n<p>Sink to sink. Nice work, <i>Supernatural<\/i>. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s5.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s5.jpg\" alt=\"s5\" width=\"846\" height=\"471\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88929\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s5.jpg 846w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s5-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s5-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s5-400x222.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 846px) 100vw, 846px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Dean bursts in telling Sam to &#8220;zip it up&#8221; (Boundaries! What if Sam was mid-dump, Dean? Also, where&#8217;s the fire?), but stops, when confronted with Sam&#8217;s emotional state.<\/p>\n<p><big>1st scene<\/big><br \/>\nRadio DJ cackling, as the Impala careens through the night: &#8220;Rockin&#8217; Nebraska. Your source of the classics \u2026 all night long!&#8221;  Thank you, DJ, for telling us where we are in the United States, because it wasn&#8217;t at all clear where we were in &#8220;Children Shouldn&#8217;t Play With Dead Things,&#8221; and I need to know <i>where the Winchesters are<\/i> so I can make my own little Casablanca map in my mind (which was then copied so memorably in <i>Raiders of the Lost Ark<\/i>). <\/p>\n<p>\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"420\" height=\"315\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/-pYG1Vbgq0o\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>\nWhatever happened outside that stanky bathroom (a rival to the one seen in <i>Trainspotting<\/i>, although <i>Trainspotting<\/i> takes the cake), Sam has filled Dean in on what he saw. They have nothing to go on except the Blue Ridge clue. Sam has suggested going to the roadhouse to check in with Ash about demon signs. Dean is, naturally, resistant to that. He&#8217;s not a roadhouse fan. Those people know too much about them as it is. Also, if Dean accepted the truth of Sam&#8217;s visions, then he would have to accept Sam&#8217;s different-ness, and add to that the ominous echo of John Winchester&#8217;s pre-death whispered warning \u2026 well, you can understand why he takes the tone he does. Remember what he said to Gordon: &#8220;I gotta keep my game face on \u2026&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>But Dean comes out with his fears about the other hunters at the roadhouse. Is walking in there announcing that Sam is a &#8220;freak&#8221; with &#8220;demonic connections&#8221; the best choice? That word again. It&#8217;s a constant. Sam is hurt. He already knows he&#8217;s different, and now his brother is confirming it for him? How much further will this go? Will Dean end up feeling compelled to hunt him? It&#8217;s the not-knowing that is so terrifying. The demon said he had &#8220;plans&#8221; for Sam. Having no glimpse of what that could mean, being bombarded from seemingly outside with violent visions involving strangers \u2026 NOBODY would want this crap.  <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s6.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s6.jpg\" alt=\"s6\" width=\"846\" height=\"472\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88930\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s6.jpg 846w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s6-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s6-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s6-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 846px) 100vw, 846px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Dean sees Sam&#8217;s hurt face at the word &#8220;freak&#8221; and slaps him on the knee, grinning, &#8220;I&#8217;ve always known you were a freak.&#8221;  <\/p>\n<p>Segue to the lit-up roadhouse at night, motorcycles outside, old-school neon shining through the dark. An oasis. Filled with hunters oiling their guns at the table. <\/p>\n<p>Quick cut to a video game, involving deer-hunting (connecting us to the teaser). The deer peeking out between the trees are blown away, one by one, points racking up. We pull back and we see that it is Jo, shotgun in hand, playing the game, which is called &#8220;10 Point Buck.&#8221; This is the America <i>Supernatural<\/i> lives in. A grumpy grizzled old guy stands by watching this purty little lady rule the roost. He slaps over the cash he owes her, telling her that was his room money for the night. Jo, grinning, pockets the cash and saunters away, hustler that she is. Similar to Dean, whose soft beauty causes people to underestimate him and write him off (so that, consequently, he gets away with murder), Jo knows how to win. She is used to being underestimated. Fine, underestimate me all you want, big boy, who&#8217;s sleeping in his truck tonight? <\/p>\n<p>Considering where &#8220;No Exit,&#8221; the episode following &#8220;Simon Said&#8221; goes, Ellen (Samantha Ferris) and Jo (Alona Tal) need to be brought back in in a meaningful way, their characters underlined and beefed up, so we&#8217;re ready for them to take a larger space in the brothers&#8217; lives. If we had jumped straight into &#8220;No Exit&#8221; from &#8220;Children Shouldn&#8217;t Play With Dead Things&#8221; we wouldn&#8217;t be ready for it. <\/p>\n<p>Ellen walks over to the poor hunter\/trucker and clicks on the high scores screen to show him what&#8217;s what: &#8220;You just got yourself hustled, Ed.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s7.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s7.jpg\" alt=\"s7\" width=\"847\" height=\"473\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88931\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s7.jpg 847w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s7-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s7-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s7-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 847px) 100vw, 847px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nGod bless the props person who made that screen. Also, consider how much time Jo has logged on that game to get good at it. Consider Jo out in the woods doing target practice by herself, readying for hunting, already itching to live that life. But mostly: Ellen keeps Jo on a pretty short leash. Similar to John, Dean and Sam, Ellen and Jo still live together, I&#8217;m assuming, they work together, and Jo, who is around 20, 21, doesn&#8217;t have the independence that other young women her age have. Her mother is also her boss. Jo went to college for a while, but, like Sam, she didn&#8217;t fit in. It&#8217;s a funny thing, hunting. Kids grow up fast. But they are also over-protected. At the same time that Ellen keeps a sharp eye on Jo, she also just lets Jo be Jo. She isn&#8217;t wishing for a daughter who isn&#8217;t a hustler, for example. Ellen is proud and amused that Jo is good enough at this dumb video game to hustle another man out of his room money. To Ellen, that is evidence that she raised her daughter right, her daughter is nobody&#8217;s fool. <\/p>\n<p>And now comes one of my favorite shots in the entire series, as complicated as anything they have ever attempted. There are others, but this one is at the top of the list. It&#8217;s swoopy, sexy, and all one take, the camera never resting on one face for too long before moving on. It had to take hours to get it right. There are three main people involved: Sam, Dean and Jo, and they all have lines, exquisitely timed by the actors in collaboration with the camera operation, but then there are also extras, seated at nearby tables, who get their own passing-over shots. <\/p>\n<p>So let&#8217;s break it down into its parts, but the fun of it is to watch it as a whole. It looks effortless. A take like this is bold and ambitious. <\/p>\n<p>Dean and Sam burst through the front door, and we see them from within the bar, the camera moving in close to both of them. Dean is looking around, all buttoned up, face telling no tales. He&#8217;s walking into enemy territory. He glances down, and the camera follows his gaze, moving away from Dean and down to a nearby table where two hunters sit, map spread out on the table, and one guy has a knife pointing down at the map (hahaha). Both guys look military and tough as hell, and they glance up at Dean as he stands there, taking them in. Not friendly on either side. The camera moves away again, coming back to Dean who has continued on into the bar while the camera was off him, and now moving forward into the bar, the camera behind him now, as he walks right into the path of Jo, who grins at the sight of him, teasing, &#8220;Just can&#8217;t stay away, huh.&#8221; The camera keeps moving, only this time around Dean&#8217;s back, so we&#8217;re now on his other side, and he laughs at her comment, saying, &#8220;How ya doin, Jo?&#8221; which is when Sam rushes into the frame at Dean&#8217;s side, saying urgently, &#8220;Where&#8217;s Ash?&#8221; The camera moves back to Jo, and she says, &#8220;In his back room,&#8221; and we see Sam rush that way behind her, out of the scene, Jo snarking after him, &#8220;I&#8217;m fine\u2026&#8221;, her head turned towards the camera to watch Sam go off, and there is a brief pause on her face, beautifully shadowed, before we move on, Jo turning back to look at Dean, the camera now moving around behind Jo, looking up at Dean, who awkwardly tries to explain his brother&#8217;s behavior. He is awkward because 1. he doesn&#8217;t know how to explain Sam&#8217;s behavior and 2. Jo has boobs and he gets thrown off by their proximity. He says, &#8220;Sorry, we&#8217;re kind of on a bit of a time table.&#8221; The camera has finally remained still for a moment, still on Dean, and we see him awkwardly stop talking, not sure what else to say, that soft and open thing he does, the sexual thing having been already acknowledged the last time they were together, and it sort of sits there between them, and, letting that moment expand, he moves on past Jo, and again, the camera lets him pass by and then turns onto Jo, her face plunging into darkness so you can&#8217;t see what she&#8217;s thinking, as she watches him go. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s8.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s8.jpg\" alt=\"s8\" width=\"847\" height=\"478\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88932\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s8.jpg 847w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s8-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s8-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s8-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 847px) 100vw, 847px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s10.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s10.jpg\" alt=\"s10\" width=\"845\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88933\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s10.jpg 845w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s10-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s10-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s10-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 845px) 100vw, 845px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nFinally, after all that, we get a cut. We see Sam&#8217;s hand banging on Ash&#8217;s door, with a sign on it saying DR. BADASS. <\/p>\n<p><big>Long Takes<\/big><br \/>\nLong takes like that work on an audience in a subliminal way even if you don&#8217;t notice that there have been no cuts. Long takes create a tension, an almost high-wire-act of &#8220;how long can this go on?&#8221; in an audience. That take in <i>Supernatural<\/i> is &#8220;only&#8221; 25 seconds long and so really isn&#8217;t long enough to be placed in the pantheon of long takes, but consider that most takes are around 2 seconds long to get a sense of how long that one is.<\/p>\n<p>Long takes in cinema is always a fun conversation. Off the top of my head: <\/p>\n<p>There&#8217;s the famous long Steadicam shot through the club in <i>Boogie Nights<\/i> (and <i>Boogie Nights<\/i> is filled with long takes.) <\/p>\n<p>\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/iiXtFyZqvQQ\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>\nThe gigantic 7-minute long take that opens <i>The Player<\/i>, introducing us to every single character and every single story-line that will be explored throughout the film. Could not find a clip of that take.<\/p>\n<p>Jean-Luc Godard included a killer long shot in <i>Weekend<\/i> moving alongside a traffic jam that gets increasingly absurd as it continues (the only clip I could find of it cuts off only halfway through the entirety of the shot). The traffic jam goes on \u2026 and on \u2026 and on \u2026 <\/p>\n<p>\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"420\" height=\"315\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/BySdtZWDCwI\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>The famous long take leading us into the Copacabana in <i>Good Fellas<\/i>. <\/p>\n<p>\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/3Sr-vxVaY_M\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>There&#8217;s the famous opening to Orson Welles&#8217; <i>Touch of Evil<\/i> (1958), one of the best long takes ever filmed. Yes, it&#8217;s a &#8220;showoff&#8221; shot, but seriously, if you can pull something like that off, show off all you want. <\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/E8AXd1ayxrg\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>Brian De Palma loves long takes. There&#8217;s a 12-minute long tour de force in <i>Snake Eyes<\/i>. <\/p>\n<p>Hitchcock filmed <i>Rope<\/i> continuously, with crazy long takes. I believe there are only 10 cuts in the entire film. Each take is about 20 minutes long. Extraordinary. Here&#8217;s a video explaining the transition moments, where cuts are hidden. <\/p>\n<p>\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/wCU6eNU6cck\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>\nI didn&#8217;t see it but <i>True Detective<\/i> recently had a 6-minute take that got everyone talking. I&#8217;m not sure if this could be considered a &#8220;take&#8221; due to the special effects involved, but the opening sequence of <i>Gravity<\/i>, 12 minutes long, is all one shot. <\/p>\n<p>Steve McQueen&#8217;s <i>Hunger<\/i> featured a 17-minute take, two actors, 28 pages of dialogue. <a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=38358\" target=\"blank\" rel=\"noopener\">A tour de force<\/a>.<\/p>\n<p>Then there is <i>The Russian Ark<\/i>, a film from 2002, the entire 99-minute movie, with literally hundreds of characters, done all in one continuous take, filmed all over the Hermitage in St. Petersburg, an astonishing accomplishment and dizzying to watch. Here&#8217;s the trailer.<\/p>\n<p>\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"420\" height=\"315\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/J--TDEHizVA\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>\n(<a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=sE2jRxToAjQ\" target=\"blank\" rel=\"noopener\">The entire film is on Youtube.<\/a>) 99 minutes. One take. <\/p>\n<p>Compared to all of that, the take in <i>Supernatural<\/i> is nothing, a blip, but it is beautifully executed and I do believe it&#8217;s the longest single take in the entire series. If I come across a longer one, I&#8217;ll be sure to point it out.<br \/>\n<big>\/Long Takes<\/big><\/p>\n<p>Chad Lindberg re-enters the scene as Ash, the genius-level PBR-drinking computer-geek who made such a memorable entrance in <a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=86650\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">&#8220;Everybody Loves a Clown.&#8221;<\/a> He lives in the back room of the roadhouse and has a sign on the door saying DR. BADASS, like he&#8217;s Lucy Van Pelt with a mullet. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s13.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s13.jpg\" alt=\"s13\" width=\"847\" height=\"477\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88934\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s13.jpg 847w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s13-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s13-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s13-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 847px) 100vw, 847px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>The roadhouse brings us into an eccentric hunter world, a community of weirdo lone wolves, a world which Sam and Dean have had no awareness up until now. I&#8217;m not sure how that is possible, but whatever. Ultimately, the roadhouse is interesting but not all that useful. It&#8217;s not useful in connecting us to the main Spine of the thing, which is Sam and Dean. Everything introduced needs to somehow either illuminate or propel that Spine forward. Don&#8217;t get me wrong, I love the roadhouse and love the characters who inhabit it, but the hunters-gathered atmosphere of the roadhouse was completely contradictory to the real structure of the story, Sam and Dean traveling in isolation. Naturally, as the show went on, the ensemble grew. But there was still that sense that hunters, in general, were isolated from one another <i>by design<\/i>. Only when we get the secret society of the Men of Letters in Season 8 are we introduced to a gathering of men (and one woman) who were devoted to understanding\/fighting the supernatural collectively. But the way that was introduced had a huge pay-off on a ton of levels: it counter-acted the &#8220;brawn&#8221; aspect of hunting, nurtured in Sam and Dean by their father, and also, speaking of which, brought John Winchester back into the story, as a man who missed his true legacy. So satisfying on multiple thematic and character levels, dovetailing with the spine that has been present since the pilot.  <\/p>\n<p>But hunters oiling their guns at some roadhouse? No. It&#8217;s a dead-end.<\/p>\n<p>Ash is locked in his room. He appears to be listening to some kind of sporting event from 1940. We see the door from inside the room, and all the lights are off, the locks prominent. We learn in a couple of seconds that Ash is also naked. Or nakedness is implied. Sure, he could be wearing boxers or briefs or, more likely, a Speedo, but as my acting teacher in college used to say when actors were faced with making a choice, &#8220;What does more for you?&#8221; Ash being naked is the clear winner. So. Is he masturbating to the 1940 World Series, being, at heart, a Cincinnati Reds fan? I don&#8217;t judge it, I just need to know. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s11.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s11.jpg\" alt=\"s11\" width=\"845\" height=\"471\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88935\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s11.jpg 845w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s11-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s11-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s11-400x222.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 845px) 100vw, 845px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Dean appears in the frame, and knocks on the door aggressively, calling out, &#8220;Ash,&#8221; and Ash opens the door a crack, revealing his naked torso. Both Sam and Dean visibly recoil and look away like fluttery Victorian-era housewives. Ash is unconcerned. He takes his time, glancing from one to the other. Dean refuses to look. He is offended and pissed. Sam, though, after a second, deals with the reality in front of him and turns back to naked Ash, pretending that what is occurring is not actually occurring, and starts to speak to Ash as though Ash is totally clothed. Sam says, &#8220;We need your help.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Ash grins and says, &#8220;Well, hell, then. I guess I need my pants.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s12.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s12.jpg\" alt=\"s12\" width=\"844\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88936\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s12.jpg 844w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s12-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s12-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s12-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 844px) 100vw, 844px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nAsh closes the door. Dean, meanwhile, has not moved from his looking away pose, he&#8217;s staunch about not looking, and Dean walks off, still looking away. It&#8217;s such a funny pissed-off exit. It&#8217;s like Dean has been hit with the Pause button from the moment Ash appears. <\/p>\n<p>Dean saunters through his own life as though it is an Awesome Movie (when he&#8217;s having a good day, that is), making a Burlesque Act out of things like playing music, eating French fries, or hitting on the ladies. But he would never reveal himself naked to two strange guys as the 1940 baseball announcer drones in the background. Ash is way more &#8220;out there&#8221; and free than Dean is. (And this is the good stuff that the roadhouse brings: fun, release, eccentricity \u2026 all things the Winchesters could use in their own lives a little bit.) <\/p>\n<p>Cut to Sam&#8217;s drawing of the Blue Ridge logo on the bus, which Ash is now looking up on his computer. No establishing shot leading us into the next part of the scene, just some closeups of Sam&#8217;s drawing, and the corresponding web page for the bus line. Ash recites to Sam what he has learned in the 2 seconds it took to look it up. That&#8217;s a bus line from Guthrie, Oklahoma. Now we cut to the two guys at the bar, laptop open, Sam huddled in beside Ash, arm in a cast. Dean is nowhere to be seen at first (I love that, because he is, indeed there, they just hold him back). Sam asks Ash to check Guthrie for signs of demonic activity. Ash starts clicking around, &#8220;You think the demon&#8217;s there?&#8221; &#8220;Maybe,&#8221; says Sam. Ash is confused, something isn&#8217;t adding up about this, and as he clicks, he says, almost to himself, &#8220;Why would you think that?&#8221; And then we hear Dean, tired and annoyed, &#8220;Just check it.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Suddenly we get our first establishing shot, of the three guys, the bar behind them, Jo working. Dean is standing, looming over Ash. When he speaks like that, Ash leans his entire body over on the diagonal in order to take in the spectacle of Dean&#8217;s personality, because it is, indeed a spectacle. We&#8217;ve seen that kind of behavior from Ash before. He needs to <i>stand back<\/i> in order to take Dean in. Dean puts out so much shit that he is not aware of (the best part being that Ackles is aware of it), and nobody really calls him on it, because in the Winchester Belljar that&#8217;s just how Dean is. But Ash isn&#8217;t used to it yet. Look at Chad Lindberg turn himself into a diagonal line. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s15.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s15.jpg\" alt=\"s15\" width=\"845\" height=\"475\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88937\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s15.jpg 845w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s15-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s15-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s15-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 845px) 100vw, 845px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Sam is leading the Winchester duo right now. Dean&#8217;s grumpiness has put him out of commission somewhat (Dean just wants to get the hell out of there), and Sam asks Ash to do a search in Guthrie for 1983 housefires starting in baby&#8217;s nurseries. Ash looks at Sam. Dean looks uncomfortable and glances around, wondering if anyone is eavesdropping. Jo sure is. Ash says, &#8220;Why would I be looking for that?&#8221; He really wants to know. Sam slaps a beer bottle down and says, &#8220;There&#8217;s a PBR in it for you,&#8221; and Ash says, &#8220;Give me 15 minutes.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Schtick. Entertaining, as all good schtick is. <\/p>\n<p>Exterior shot of the roadhouse, motorcycles gone, Impala parked right out in front, a &#8220;time has passed&#8221; little insert shot. <\/p>\n<p>Jo stands over the lit-up jukebox. The bar is closed now, or winding down. The only people left are Ellen, Jo, Sam, Dean, and Ash. Jo clicks a choice on the jukebox and slowly, terribly, the goopy opening chords to REO Speedwagon&#8217;s &#8220;Can&#8217;t Fight This Feeling&#8221; float out through the bar. Dean, hunched over a glass of beer, looks up. He is offended. Well. He&#8217;s offended by everything currently but hearing this song is the culmination of it. Dean feels like the song is being played AT him (one of the unfortunate byproducts of no-boundaries.) He also feels like maybe this might \u2026 be a come-on? He&#8217;s not sure. Whatever it is, <i>he does not like it.<\/i> <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s16.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s16.jpg\" alt=\"s16\" width=\"844\" height=\"473\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88938\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s16.jpg 844w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s16-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s16-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s16-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 844px) 100vw, 844px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\n&#8220;REO Speedwagon?&#8221; he bitches. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Damn right, REO,&#8221; Jo says. &#8220;Kevin Cronin sings it from the heart.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;He sings it from the hair. There&#8217;s a difference,&#8221; says Dean, being a douche, although he has a point.<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/130922101135-reo-speedwagon-story-top.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/130922101135-reo-speedwagon-story-top.jpg\" alt=\"130922101135-reo-speedwagon-story-top\" width=\"640\" height=\"360\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88715\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/130922101135-reo-speedwagon-story-top.jpg 640w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/130922101135-reo-speedwagon-story-top-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/130922101135-reo-speedwagon-story-top-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/130922101135-reo-speedwagon-story-top-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nIn Googling for an image, I came across <a href=\"http:\/\/blogs.riverfronttimes.com\/rftmusic\/2009\/12\/kevin_cronin_reo_speedwagon_video_game_interview_christmas_lyrics_changes_mustache_american_institute_richard_marx.php\" target=\"blank\" rel=\"noopener\">a short interview where Kevin Cronin is asked repeatedly about his hair.<\/a> Enjoy. <\/p>\n<p>Jo is shot in a romantic way, her face taking up the right side of the screen, all soft shadows and contours, and behind her the blue neon lights blur into one dreamy background.  It&#8217;s one of the ways we are &#8220;prepared&#8221; for Jo to enter into the guys&#8217; lives, for what goes on in &#8220;No Exit.&#8221; She is starting to be a person. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s17.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s17.jpg\" alt=\"s17\" width=\"846\" height=\"472\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88939\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s17.jpg 846w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s17-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s17-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s17-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 846px) 100vw, 846px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Jo glances behind her into that blurry blue, looking at her mother, behind the bar, washing glasses.  <\/p>\n<p>There&#8217;s a lot of things going on here. Jo has a crush on Dean, and who can blame her. She plays it cool, though, like the Tough Chick that she is. He has acknowledged that in better circumstances he&#8217;d be hitting on her left and right, so, you know, there&#8217;s that between them. Having a confession like that be out in the open can relax a mood a little bit. But there&#8217;s more. There&#8217;s the whisper of the Winchester family tragedy, swirling around that bar, holed up in Sam and Dean&#8217;s brains, not shared with anyone. Jo is sensing it. She&#8217;s got her own losses to deal with, her own unfinished business. She and Dean are a lot alike. The bickering about REO Speedwagon is flirtation but it also has a sibling-ish quality that will continue to unfold, especially in the next episode. <\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s a strange and fun dynamic, and I love that it went the way it did. I have friendships like this one. Where sexual attraction is acknowledged but in a fun way and you&#8217;d never do anything about it because Reasons. I am grateful that the folks at <i>Supernatural<\/i> didn&#8217;t try to make the show a &#8220;monster a week PLUS a romance a week&#8221; kind of show. It could have gone that way. But the hook-ups in <i>Supernatural<\/i> are few and far between (at least the ones we see. I always assume that Dean is hooking up in between episodes, that&#8217;s a given, but Sam? He lives like a monk. I&#8217;m actually concerned.) Women remain a rarity.<\/p>\n<p>Jo, having established her mother is otherwise-occupied, goes straight for her question, which was evident on her face earlier when she was eavesdropping. &#8220;Your mom died in a nursery fire, right?&#8221; As always, when the word &#8220;your mom&#8221; or anything in that realm comes out of someone else&#8217;s mouth, even Sam&#8217;s, Dean has a small explosion of feeling. It&#8217;s a small soft assault, his loss has not been incorporated, he cannot hear it mentioned without experiencing it on some tiny level all over again. Ackles tracks that shit. It&#8217;s extremely consistent. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s18.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s18.jpg\" alt=\"s18\" width=\"848\" height=\"475\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88940\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s18.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s18-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s18-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s18-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Jo knows she&#8217;s walking into an extremely grumpy atmosphere when she decides to talk to Dean. She&#8217;s ready. He&#8217;s kind, not as rude as he would be to Ellen (who gets under his skin in a way he can&#8217;t control) but does ward her off &#8211; &#8220;This is a family thing.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I could help,&#8221; says Jo, who has had it with play-shooting at pretend-deer.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I&#8217;m sure you could,&#8221; says Dean, &#8220;but we gotta handle this one ourselves.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>He&#8217;s nice about it. And then, with that open-ness he has to sexual possibility and flirting, says, &#8220;Besides, if I ran off with you, I think your mother might kill me.&#8221; Ellen hears the word &#8220;mother&#8221; and glances over, giving Dean a confused look. He smiles at her, like, &#8220;Heyyyy \u2026 what&#8217;s up.&#8221; It&#8217;s all so revealing! He doesn&#8217;t even care that Jo, the purty little lady, is SEEING all of this spectacle. And this, my friends, is why he is such a posse-magnet. Forget the baby greens and the freckles. It&#8217;s that openness, that lack of fear to just LIVE in that space, that possibility, with humor and acknowledgement, that makes women feel safe. This guy is, in military terms, &#8220;a friendly.&#8221; Jo laughs at what she&#8217;s seeing on Dean&#8217;s face and says, &#8220;You&#8217;re afraid of my mother?&#8221; Dean nods, still smiling like a lunatic for Ellen&#8217;s benefit, &#8220;I think so,&#8221; and Jo starts laughing. <\/p>\n<p>What is that, a 10-line exchange? Look at how much there is in it. Plus, beautifully filmed, with darkness all around their big gigantic heads. <\/p>\n<p>Sam races into the frame, telling Dean they have a match and it&#8217;s time to go. There&#8217;s a nice little good-bye moment with Jo, and the boys exit, leaving Jo alone and a little bit sad-faced. Think of the hard work she has been putting into gathering evidence for the hunt that will take up the next episode. Think of how she has been WORKING that case, hiding it from her mother, wanting to go to Philadelphia immediately and get started. Dammit, she&#8217;s done some good leg-work, she wants to get in there. The little sad-faced closeup of her that ends the scene could be read as &#8220;Boo-hoo I have a crush on Dean&#8221; but I don&#8217;t see it that way at all. I see it as a young woman, stuck in a job where her mother is her boss, and she&#8217;s feeling hamstrung about her own future. Dean and Sam are friendly (unlike the other hunters at the bar, who either hit on her or completely ignore her), and are busy working cases. She could &#8220;come with.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s19.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s19.jpg\" alt=\"s19\" width=\"851\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88941\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s19.jpg 851w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s19-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s19-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s19-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 851px) 100vw, 851px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Kevin Cronin&#8217;s crooning carry us into the Impala, driving off towards Guthrie, Oklahoma. Dean is now singing &#8220;Can&#8217;t Fight This Feeling&#8221; with some gusto, and I am dying laughing. It goes on for some time and Dean is very into it, Sam not saying anything, but wondering \u2026 <em>What the hell, Dean. <\/em> It&#8217;s a precursor of the mind-control that will overtake Dean later in the episode. Dean is susceptible to outside influence. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s20.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s20.jpg\" alt=\"s20\" width=\"848\" height=\"472\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88942\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s20.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s20-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s20-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s20-400x222.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Sam, reading with a flashlight, looks over the printouts provided by Ash. There&#8217;s Andrew Gallagher&#8217;s Oklahoma license. Gallgher was born in 1983, just like Sam. &#8220;Also lost his mother in a nursery fire 6 months later \u2026 also like me.&#8221; Dean listens. He doesn&#8217;t like this at ALL. &#8220;How did you even know to look for this guy?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Sam, looking gloomy but focused, says, &#8220;Every premonition I&#8217;ve had, they&#8217;re not about the demon, they&#8217;re about the other kids the demon visited.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Max Miller was killing people. Maybe Andrew Gallagher is too. Sam is connected with these psychos. Sam hates it and Dean hates it too. They want this Arc to GO AWAY. It is important, again (and I forget it sometimes) to factor in John&#8217;s whisper. It is there in Ackles&#8217; behavior, and it will still be many episodes before Dean acknowledges it. He plays the hell out of it anyway. Sam is at least willing to consider there is a connection with these other kids, whatever that may say about him. Dean rushes in to say, &#8220;No, Max was a psycho \u2026 you&#8217;re not like that \u2026&#8221; and etc.  <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s21.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s21.jpg\" alt=\"s21\" width=\"848\" height=\"474\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88943\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s21.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s21-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s21-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s21-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nThere&#8217;s a long conversation where Dean grills Sam on what else he knows about Andrew Gallagher. The lights blur by outside the windows, it is like they are the only men alive. Andrew Gallagher was behind on a lot of bills but there are no &#8220;collection agency flags.&#8221; It appears that Andrew Gallagher was allowed to just not pay all of his bills. Something doesn&#8217;t sound right about that. <\/p>\n<p>We then get a very artsy segue, not usually used in <i>Supernatural<\/i>: the camera moves down over the hood of the car, into the blinding white headlights, which then morphs into the inside of a white china coffee cup, filling with coffee. <\/p>\n<p><big>2nd scene<\/big><br \/>\nThe camera pulls back and up from the coffee cup into a weird diagonal shot from above the table, where we see the waitress, a young woman named Tracy (Chiara Zanni), filling the cups of coffee and talking to the two suited-up men in the foreground, saying that no, sorry, you&#8217;re not gonna get anything out of Andy because nobody ever does. <\/p>\n<p>Sam and Dean, all bound up in their cheap suits, listen. Dean corrects her incorrect impression, throwing bullshit her way about being lawyers who represent Andrew&#8217;s &#8220;Aunt Lita,&#8221; who has left him some money in her will. As they sit and talk, a guy joins their table uninvited (and he has already crossed by in the background, predicting his omnipresent hovering-eavesdropping-creepazoid personality). This is Weber (played beautifully by Elias Toufexis), and he&#8217;s got a blunt baby-face reminiscent of James Cagney, with the same flat-affect in the eyes, covered up with lots of chatter. He is immediately buddy-buddy with Sam and Dean, calling Dean &#8220;bro,&#8221; saying &#8220;man&#8221; to the both of them, mistaking that kind of language for intimacy and it makes me cringe a little bit. It&#8217;s so well done by Toufexis. It&#8217;s such a clear &#8220;type.&#8221; I&#8217;m sure we all know guys like that. You can see Dean take in the spectacle, maybe wondering what it is he is sensing going on there. He&#8217;s extremely perceptive. Weber is like, &#8220;He got me backstage passes at Aerosmith, bro!&#8221; He loves having the inside scoop on Andy. But he was not invited into the conversation and there is some hint of that in how Tracy patiently reminds Weber that there are tables that need bussing. There&#8217;s history there. <\/p>\n<p>Tracy, having gotten rid of Weber, tells the two &#8220;lawyers&#8221; at her table that Andy doesn&#8217;t work there anymore but he can be found on Orchard Street. &#8220;Just look for a van with a barbarian queen painted on the side.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Come again? <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;She&#8217;s riding a polar bear. Kind of hard to miss.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p><big>3rd scene<\/big><br \/>\nDean <a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=79486\" target=\"blank\" rel=\"noopener\">introduced himself as Nigel Tufnel in &#8220;Asylum&#8221;<\/a>. <i>Spinal Tap<\/i> is probably a movie he knows by heart.<\/p>\n<p>\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"420\" height=\"315\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/P6Fc_5slG_Q\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>\nSuddenly, Spinal Tap&#8217;s &#8220;Stone Henge&#8221; overtakes the soundtrack, all as we get crazy close-ups of the artwork on Andrew&#8217;s van. Parked on some idyllic Main Street America. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s23.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s23.jpg\" alt=\"s23\" width=\"850\" height=\"473\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88944\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s23.jpg 850w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s23-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s23-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s23-400x222.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 850px) 100vw, 850px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Then we get a movie-star shot, of the Impala, and we see Dean through the little round side mirror, staring over at what, presumably, is the psychedelic van. It&#8217;s a monochromatic shot, all blacks and whites, and his face gleams out of it. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s24.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s24.jpg\" alt=\"s24\" width=\"846\" height=\"471\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88945\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s24.jpg 846w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s24-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s24-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s24-400x222.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 846px) 100vw, 846px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nDean says, &#8220;I&#8217;m sorry, I&#8217;m starting to like this guy. That van is sweet.&#8221; An alternate life, unfurled, before Dean. Imagine living in a van painted like that. How bad-ass would that be, thinks Dean. Then, we&#8217;re suddenly in the back seat of the Impala, Dean throwing a grin of appreciation over to Sam, who responds with a stone-cold unamused expression. <\/p>\n<p>Beauty Lament Part Deux or Troix:<\/p>\n<p>Look at this shot of Dean looking over at Sam. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s27.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s27.jpg\" alt=\"s27\" width=\"844\" height=\"474\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88946\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s27.jpg 844w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s27-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s27-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s27-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 844px) 100vw, 844px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nWe know the man is flesh and blood, we don&#8217;t need to see his flesh all warm and pink and \u2026 orange \u2026 to understand that. As a matter of fact, he&#8217;s better in the shadows. I&#8217;ve gone on about this ad nauseum but it&#8217;s only because such a scene today would be all primary colors, every bit of shadow siphoned out of it. The no-shadow-bright-color choice makes no sense stylistically (this is a horror show, not a Teen Beat cover shoot), and also makes no sense artistically, especially when the look was so strongly set up in these first seasons. <\/p>\n<p>This shot of Dean was done with color film, but except for a soft glow of flesh-tones on his forehead, it&#8217;s mostly black and white. It&#8217;s a great and stylish look. He looks great, his eyes pop, the car looks awesome and fierce. There are still well-constructed shots in <i>Supernatural<\/i>, and there is still beauty to be had, but not like this. <\/p>\n<p>Or this.<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s26.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s26.jpg\" alt=\"s26\" width=\"847\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88947\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s26.jpg 847w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s26-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s26-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s26-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 847px) 100vw, 847px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>These guys are not primary color guys. They are nocturnal. They are pale and unaccustomed to sunlight. They look way too vulnerable in the daylight, and the show is starting to have fun exploring that. But we need those shadows, man.<\/p>\n<p>Dean is trying to take a jokey tone, mainly to counter-act his own anxiety about Sam&#8217;s visions, as well as a sense that anyone who owns that cool a van is probably not a killer. Sam is pissed off about basically everything. He&#8217;s freaked about the visions, and the comment from the demon, and he&#8217;s scared of what he might find once he finds Andrew Gallagher. What if Andrew is another monster like Max. That means he&#8217;s connected to them. The demon said so. His visions have not been wrong yet. And it&#8217;s frustrating for him to feel Dean&#8217;s resistance to that. &#8220;We don&#8217;t know what Andrew Gallagher is yet,&#8221; says Dean. <\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s a good fight. What Sam is saying is that he is somehow connected to these other &#8220;kids,&#8221; and Dean re-iterates, &#8220;You&#8217;re not a murderer, Sam, you don&#8217;t have it in your bones.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s28.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s28.jpg\" alt=\"s28\" width=\"845\" height=\"475\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88948\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s28.jpg 845w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s28-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s28-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s28-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 845px) 100vw, 845px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Well, now isn&#8217;t that a fine-line distinction. The episode will re-visit it at the end. Sam is not interested in kidding himself or ignoring the fact that &#8220;Last time I checked, I kill all sorts of things.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Those things deserved it. There&#8217;s a difference.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s that moral quandary that will continue to grow as Sam&#8217;s visions draw him further and further along. It&#8217;s a moral quandary that is at the heart of the show, in many ways. Your job IS you. There is no separation. Dean and Sam are still young here, but think of what the job has done to them by Season 9, how different they are, how much more battered and bruised. By that point, they&#8217;ve done enough sketchy stuff that they have scorched their own high ground. And the high ground is already tenuous here.<\/p>\n<p>You can see that in the big movie-star tormented troubled closeup of Dean that follows, as he turns away and looks out the window. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s29.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s29.jpg\" alt=\"s29\" width=\"846\" height=\"474\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88949\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s29.jpg 846w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s29-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s29-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s29-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 846px) 100vw, 846px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Sam is at the center of &#8220;Simon Said&#8221; but Dean&#8217;s reactions to it are an important part of helping the story land. We see there that Dean knows what he is saying is probably bullshit. <\/p>\n<p>Spinal Tap blares again when Sam sees Andrew emerge from a doorway across the street. Dean and Sam watch the eloquent pantomime that follows, sharing quizzical glances before looking back, as if hypnotized. Gabriel Tigerman is so great. First of all, he is wearing a long silk robe with some kind of decoration on the back, maybe a dragon, and it&#8217;s broad daylight and he is completely unconcerned that he is basically strolling down the street in sleepy-time wear. He glances up at a second-story window, and there, like Rapunzel, is a happy blonde, long leg exposed, as she waves goodbye to her friendly grubby hookup. He waves back. Impressive. Smile on his face, he saunters on down the street, and then says Hi to some guy who approaches, and it is clear from the interaction that Andrew says, &#8220;Hey, man, can I have your coffee?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s30.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s30.jpg\" alt=\"s30\" width=\"846\" height=\"474\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88951\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s30.jpg 846w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s30-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s30-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s30-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 846px) 100vw, 846px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nAnd without a word of protest, or even betraying a reaction that it&#8217;s a weird request, the guy hands it over. Big smile, Andrew&#8217;s like, &#8220;Thanks!&#8221; and continues on his way under a beautiful ominous grey sky. There on the corner, he sees the Doc, from the teaser, and they greet one another happily, shaking hands, the whole nine yards. <\/p>\n<p>Sam recognizes Doc from the vision. Dean and Sam split up, Sam following Doc, and Dean tailing Andy. <\/p>\n<p>Look at this shot.<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s31.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s31.jpg\" alt=\"s31\" width=\"848\" height=\"473\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88952\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s31.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s31-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s31-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s31-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Showoffs. <\/p>\n<p>Anne of Green Gables waits, Impala engine idling, watching the Barbarian Queen rev up across the street. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s32.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s32.jpg\" alt=\"s32\" width=\"844\" height=\"473\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88953\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s32.jpg 844w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s32-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s32-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s32-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 844px) 100vw, 844px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nMeanwhile, Sam falls in behind Doc. <\/p>\n<p>The Barbarian Queen gallops away with the Impala in hot pursuit (and, side note, I love it when you can tell it is obviously Ackles driving. They use a lot of doubles for the scenes where the Impala is seen from a distance or whatever. But here, it&#8217;s him peeling out. Like Gary Cooper said, about why he loved to do Westerns, &#8220;It&#8217;s real. You can&#8217;t FAKE riding a horse.&#8221; I like anything that grounds us in reality.)<\/p>\n<p>We leave Sam stalking the Doc, and pick up with Andrew and Dean. Dean is basically tail-gaiting by now, and please notice Andy&#8217;s license plate. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s63.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s63.jpg\" alt=\"s63\" width=\"848\" height=\"475\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88954\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s63.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s63-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s63-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s63-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>They reach a dead-end and Andrew stops the van. Andrew emerges with a friendly open smile to the man who has been following him in the scary car, and approaches, all as Dean grabs for his silver gun. Dean seems strangely \u2026 indifferent \u2026 to the approach from a probable monster. That impression grows stronger as Andrew leans his head in the driver&#8217;s side, something that would normally get a ton of pushback from Dean, especially since Andrew is resting his hands on the top of the car, and he&#8217;s all up in Dean&#8217;s grille. But Andrew assumes the Alpha role and Dean goes so Beta that he becomes practically invisible. <\/p>\n<p>Andrew greets Dean, &#8220;Hey!&#8221; And Dean says, &#8220;Hey hey&#8221; in response, and it&#8217;s so awkward and jovial the way he says it. Something in him, far deep, doesn&#8217;t like how close Andrew is, or how Andrew is clutching on the door and leaning in at him. If he were in his right mind he&#8217;d lash out or take control of the interaction. Meanwhile, Andrew raves about Dean&#8217;s car. &#8220;Impala&#8217;s best year, if you ask me! This is a serious classic!&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s33.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s33.jpg\" alt=\"s33\" width=\"845\" height=\"474\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88955\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s33.jpg 845w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s33-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s33-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s33-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 845px) 100vw, 845px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nIt&#8217;s disarmingly enthusiastic. Compliment Dean&#8217;s car, or have KNOWLEDGE about Dean&#8217;s car, and Dean is putty in your hands. <\/p>\n<p>Dean, all smiles, admits proudly, &#8220;I just rebuilt her too. Can&#8217;t let a car like this one go.&#8221; Andrew leans in and whacks Dean on the arm, saying, &#8220;Damn straight!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>There is so much that is WRONG about the interaction! The best part of how Ackles plays it (as well as in the following scene where he blurts out the truth to Andrew) is that he is playing <em>both <\/em>levels: the level where he is completely under mind-control and cannot stop himself, and the level where panic from his conscious mind is screaming at him that this is all wrong. It reminds me of Jim Carrey&#8217;s increasingly bizarre antics in <i>Liar Liar<\/i>, as the truth REFUSES to stay hidden, as he twists himself into pretzels trying to hold it all back. <\/p>\n<p>\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"420\" height=\"315\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/tu1oDQjJbT4\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>Dean is definitely off his game if he allows someone to whack him around like Andrew does. Dean does NOT do casual touch. Even his girlfriends probably have to tiptoe around him before hugging him. And never hug him from behind with no warning. But he submits here! Sure, whack me on the arm, no problem, bro! <\/p>\n<p>Andrew, in love with the car, leans in at Dean and asks, &#8220;Can I have it?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Dean replies, good-naturedly, &#8220;Sure, man!&#8221; and gets out of the damn car, leaving the keys in it, watching as Andrew takes his spot at the wheel. Dean closes the door, saying stuff like, &#8220;There you go!&#8221;, and Andrew is grateful saying, &#8220;Thanks&#8221; as he drives off, leaving Dean standing alone and lonely in the middle of the street. (Watch Ackles&#8217; hands in the long shot as he stands back to let Andrew get in the car. Those are <i>alarmed<\/i> hands, they go from clenched-up fists into flared splayed-out fingers, the only outer sign from within that this whole thing is totally wrong. How does one make one&#8217;s <em>fingers <\/em>terrified?  That&#8217;s how. Yet another example of Ackles&#8217; intuitive brilliance with physical stuff, behavior that will <i>read<\/i> in a long shot.) <\/p>\n<p>There is nothing right about this picture.<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s34.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s34.jpg\" alt=\"s34\" width=\"849\" height=\"475\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88956\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s34.jpg 849w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s34-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s34-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s34-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 849px) 100vw, 849px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Meanwhile, Doc has now answered his phone from beneath the clock tower. Sam hovers behind, gangly, looking around wildly, trying to come up with a plan. He sees the bus go by and leaps across the street ahead of it, into the hardware store. Sam, in full view, pulls the fire alarm by the door and then exits, standing on the front steps, watching as Doc, at the bottom, hears the alarm and, confused, turns away from his mission. Sam is ssuch an outlaw that he has no fear of anyone running out and saying, &#8220;HEY. DID YOU PULL THAT ALARM? WE JUST SAW YOU DO IT.&#8221; Please. It&#8217;s so very firmly and casually bad-ass. Sam looks off after Doc, and then, like something out of a bad dream, sees the Impala approaching down the road. There is Andrew, driving Dean&#8217;s car, talking into his cell phone, like he&#8217;s a movie mogul. Sam is dumb-struck. <\/p>\n<p>Doc, now across the street, answers his phone which has rung again. He listens. His face is blank. <\/p>\n<p>At the very same moment, Sam has dialed Dean, who is now standing aimlessly beside the Barbarian Queen, all gangly himself, pacing, arms every which way, confused and pissed and violated, &#8220;Andy asked me for the car and I just let him take it.&#8221; &#8220;WHAT?&#8221; &#8220;He full-on Obi Wanned me! It&#8217;s mind control, man!&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s35.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s35.jpg\" alt=\"s35\" width=\"845\" height=\"474\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88957\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s35.jpg 845w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s35-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s35-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s35-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 845px) 100vw, 845px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nDean turns names into verbs. He &#8220;Swayze-d&#8221; the glass. He has been &#8220;Obi Wanned.&#8221; (<i>These aren&#8217;t the droids you&#8217;re looking for \u2026<\/i>) <\/p>\n<p>Meanwhile, Doc steps into the street and gets hit by a bus, hurtling by at way too fast a speed for a residential area. Sam sees it all. Screams fill the air. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Simon Said&#8221; has a somewhat silly heart (and <i>Supernatural<\/i> is GREAT at silly, one of the things that makes it stand out so beautifully &#8211; I like it best when it&#8217;s loose and silly), but one of its serious aspects is its complicated and in-depth presentation of the idea of fate, destiny, and free will. How do these things interact? How do they play out? If you avert one fate, will another one come screaming down the pike? Is there no escape? These questions impacts all of the characters we see. Doc. Andrew. Weber. Sam. Dean. Sam stopped Doc from slaughtering Dennis and himself in the hardware store, and yet, 5 seconds later, he died anyway. You shouldn&#8217;t mess with Fate because it always gets its own way in the end. This concept is even scarier when it concerns your <i>personality<\/i>, how you are <i>made<\/i>. What if it is just the way you are? Like being born left-handed or colorblind? Sam is starting to get that picture, Andrew has already full-on accepted it, Dean is Anti-Destiny, life is all about choices. We&#8217;ll see how THAT all plays out. <\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s rich rich territory, it&#8217;s still being explored. <\/p>\n<p><big>4th scene<\/big><br \/>\nShot from low to the ground, we see Doc lying on the sidewalk, an ambulance at the curb, EMTs covering him up, the camera moving over Doc to Sam and Dean, nearby, squatting down, looking on. Dean has regained his bearings somewhat after being Obi Wanned, but now Sam is crushed. Dean has that patient wait-what&#8217;s-happening-with-Sammy-now alertness that is so much a part of Ackles&#8217; sensitivity to his role, and to the relationship. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s36.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s36.jpg\" alt=\"s36\" width=\"847\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88958\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s36.jpg 847w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s36-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s36-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s36-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 847px) 100vw, 847px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nSam feels guilty. &#8220;I should have stayed with him \u2026&#8221; He thought Doc was &#8220;past&#8221; it but whatever was working on him was determined to get the job done. It&#8217;s awful. Why would this kindly gentleman have to die anyway? Sam is trying to wring his hands but he can&#8217;t, because of his cast. His hands, though, are restless, betraying his own emotional state. Dean can&#8217;t help. <\/p>\n<p><big>5th scene<\/big><br \/>\nAndy walks into the dark and moody coffee shop, and he is actually wringing his hands as well. As he passes by Weber, Weber calls out joyfully, holding up his hand, &#8220;WHATTUP, DAWG.&#8221; Weber. You&#8217;re trying too hard. Andrew shuffles by, leaving Weber standing there with his hand up, high-five thwarted. Tracy, working at the waitress station, sees Andy approach and her energy with him is kind, almost motherly. It&#8217;s clear that they once dated, from the hints she gave to Sam and Dean, and that something went down between them. But whatever it was wasn&#8217;t so toxic that their bond was destroyed. (<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=42820\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">I dated a guy like Andrew once.<\/a> I recognize her vibe with Andrew from my experience with that guy, beautiful, smart, doomed.) She sees his emotional state and is concerned, open to him, sweet. Andrew says, shaking, &#8220;Dr. Jennings \u2026 died.&#8221; She is shocked and sorry, very gentle with Andrew, understanding his sensitivity. He says he didn&#8217;t know what to do, he just wanted to see her. She reaches out and takes his hands, saying, &#8220;I missed you.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s38.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s38.jpg\" alt=\"s38\" width=\"848\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88959\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s38.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s38-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s38-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s38-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>They are in their own little world, kind and caring. There are dark closeups of each of them, very close, with the head of the other person in the scene taking up half the screen, connecting them. She says, the thought occurring to her for the first time, &#8220;Some guys were here this morning looking for you.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>I am no forensic psychologist but Andrew seems palpably innocent to me. It&#8217;s a very graceful red herring. I don&#8217;t get the sense that the actor is playing Andrew in a way that is meant to &#8220;trick&#8221; us, in other words. Sketchy illegal stuff notwithstanding, he does not seem like a murderer. It&#8217;s a real strength of the episode. <\/p>\n<p><big>6th scene<\/big><br \/>\nThe first shot here of the scene is super-fun, once you&#8217;re looking for that kind of detail. The camera appears to be inside the Impala, but it is not, it is standing on the street outside it. Sam and Dean approach from across the street, Dean saying, &#8220;Thank GOD,&#8221; at the first sight of the car, and he reaches the car, clutching the side of the door like it&#8217;s his long-lost wife, peering into the car&#8217;s interior, hungrily, anxiously, looking for anything that is messed up. Dean says, &#8220;Baby, I&#8217;ll never leave you again,&#8221; and suddenly, whoosh, the camera is moving, swooping around the back of the Impala, all the way around to the driver&#8217;s side, and pushing in on our guys, Sam standing at the hood, Dean standing by the door. Watch that camera swoop!  <\/p>\n<p>Dean is relieved and says, &#8220;At least he left the keys in it,&#8221; and Sam, sounding almost murderous, says, &#8220;Yeah. Real Samaritan this guy.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Dean has been Obi-Wanned by a guy in a silk robe with a cool van. Dean seems strangely unperturbed by that fact. He was more worried about his car being touched by someone other than him. But now he has the Impala back, and they have been provided with some good Intel about how Andy might be operating. Dean seems pretty cut-and-dry, all things considered. <\/p>\n<p>Sam&#8217;s comment, though, shows he&#8217;s taking it all extremely personally. You would think Dean might be the one to go that route, since he was just co-opted mentally AND handed over his car. I love that Dean is not in a personal rage about his boundaries being so completely compromised. He&#8217;s over it already. He got the Impala back. So let&#8217;s work the case. Really, Dean? No anger about being taken over like that? It&#8217;s funny to me, and very revealing. Equally as revealing is Sam seething about Andrew, not giving Andrew Brownie points for leaving the keys in the car. Sam needs to label Andrew as evil in order to dissociate himself ENTIRELY. He is NOT like me.<\/p>\n<p>Dean&#8217;s putting it all together: Andrew seems to use verbal commands to get people to do things. That&#8217;s how it worked on him. Sam is still upset about Doc, and says, &#8220;Andy must have called Doc \u2026&#8221; and suddenly Dean withdraws a little bit. Gently. Something isn&#8217;t right and he puts on the brakes.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I don&#8217;t know \u2026 I just don&#8217;t know if he&#8217;s our guy.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s39.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s39.jpg\" alt=\"s39\" width=\"845\" height=\"475\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88961\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s39.jpg 845w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s39-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s39-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s39-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 845px) 100vw, 845px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nDean is usually so gung-ho. Sam calls him on it. &#8220;You had O.J. convicted before he even got out of his white Bronco \u2026&#8221; (which, incidentally, makes Dean smart). Dean goes on his gut feelings. Sometimes it leads him astray, sometimes it makes him vulnerable, sometimes it makes him right. He sticks to that, saying, &#8220;I just don&#8217;t think he&#8217;s the stone-cold killer type. And O.J. was guilty, by the way.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>O.J. went on his White Bronco spree in 1994 when Sam was 9 years old which would make Dean 13 at the time. The image of Dean, 13 years old, watching the news footage with Sam, as they sat eating the last of the Cheetos in some dumpy motel while Dad was out hunting, Dean saying to his brother, &#8220;Oh man, that is one guilty mo-fo.&#8221; is extremely pleasing to me. <\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s a mild conflict. It will get more intense as the episode continues, but right now, Dean is stating his gut-feeling and Sam is pushing back. That kind of thing makes for good team-work in any investigative situation. Whatever the case may be, they need to track Andy down. How to do that. Dean lights up. His freckles blaze in the noonday sun. He has an idea. <\/p>\n<p><big>7th scene<\/big><br \/>\nI wish we had had a shot of Dean driving that van back to town. You think he might have inspected what the hell was going on inside it, but maybe he was too disoriented.  We are inside the back of the van when Dean picks the lock and opens the doors: We pan past a silver disco ball, as sexy disco music starts playing. There is a psychedelic tiger mural on the wall, there are colored-bead curtains, rugs placed as a bed. Dean is impressed. He thinks it&#8217;s fanTASTIC. Sam is not impressed. He starts picking through a pile of books. Dean, meanwhile, rhapsodizes about the whole thing, trying to convince Sam that anyone who has chosen to decorate in this way could not be a serial killer. But really what&#8217;s going on is Dean thinking, &#8220;This is fucking COOL and I want to have a sleep-over in this truck because it is RAD.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Dean is lost in contemplation of the tiger. Murmurs to himself, &#8220;I like the tiger.&#8221; And I&#8217;m cracking up. <\/p>\n<p>Sam says, &#8220;Hegel? Kant? Wittgenstein? Pretty heavy reading, Dean.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>And what does that prove, Sam? I have <i>Mein Kampf<\/i> on my shelves. Whaddya say to THAT? The point is that Andy is not only smart, but smart enough to read some of the densest most challenging psychological\/moral\/ethical writers who have ever put pen to paper.<\/p>\n<p>Dean sees another object and reaches for it. It is a gigantic glass bong. &#8220;Moby Dick&#8217;s bong,&#8221; Dean announces approvingly.<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s40.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s40.jpg\" alt=\"s40\" width=\"851\" height=\"473\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88962\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s40.jpg 851w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s40-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s40-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s40-400x222.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 851px) 100vw, 851px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nAaaand scene!<\/p>\n<p><big>8th scene<\/big><br \/>\nDean and Sam sit in the Impala, staking out the van, Dean with his mouth full, throwing the foil into the backseat with disgust, saying, &#8220;You know. One day I&#8217;d love to just sit down and eat something that I don&#8217;t have to microwave at a mini-mart.&#8221; It&#8217;s a funny line and he says it funny (I especially like the little sniff he gives afterwards), grumpy and also longing at the same time. Dean is not one for longing for other realities. His longing for stuff is buried deep, way deep. We see the depth of that in &#8220;What Is and What Should Never Be&#8221; later in the season. To walk around wishing that things were different is just bad juju for a guy like Dean and he doesn&#8217;t indulge in it often. But here he does, briefly. I like it. It adds texture, layers, to the character who so often seems to sashay through the shit of his life as though it&#8217;s a screwball comedy or Burlesque act with feathers and curtains. Also it&#8217;s great because Sam doesn&#8217;t even respond. <\/p>\n<p>Sam is wondering out loud why would Andy kill Doc Jennings? <\/p>\n<p>Dean, participating in the investigation, continuing to insist on his own gut-feeling, says, &#8220;If it is Andy.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Sam is frustrated with the entire dynamic: There should be no argument about whether or not Andy has mind-control powers because he mind-controlled DEAN. Of COURSE it&#8217;s Andy doing the killing. Dean holds his ground. They are interrupted by a hand slapping down on the top of the car, scaring them both half to death. They don&#8217;t scare easily.<\/p>\n<p>There stands Andy, at the passenger side. Hands, once again, all over the Impala.<\/p>\n<p>Now comes some <a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=72302\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">Ackles schtick.<\/a> The second Andy appears, you see Dean get startled, and then kind of melt. Sam, on the other hand, keeps his cool. Dean is susceptible. He&#8217;s already been mind-controlled by the guy. And who knows, maybe he found it a little bit pleasant. Handing over the wheel to someone else for 10 minutes. I don&#8217;t know. But the second Andy appears, you see Dean succumb. It&#8217;s not even a question. Andy is angry, demanding to know who they are and why they are following him. Sam throws the bullshit at him about being lawyers, and Andy interrupts: &#8220;TELL THE TRUTH.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Which is when Dean blurts out, &#8220;We hunt demons.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Sam is shocked. Andy is shocked too. Dean can&#8217;t stop himself and then begins a rambling panicked monologue about how Sam is his brother and Sam &#8220;thinks you&#8217;re a murderer&#8221; but Dean isn&#8217;t so sure, and now he&#8217;s getting afraid because maybe Sam is right \u2026 and as he speaks, a smile gleams tightly on his face, a smile of anxiety and fear, making him look <i>absolutely insane<\/i>. He turns everything into one sentence, the way a little kid does, connecting things with &#8220;and&#8221; or a little hitching breath, and he has completely lost control of himself. And the best part of the schtick is that he knows he has lost control. You can see it flaring manically in his eyes. Phone call for Jim Carrey again.<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s41.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s41.jpg\" alt=\"s41\" width=\"847\" height=\"474\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88963\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s41.jpg 847w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s41-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s41-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s41-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 847px) 100vw, 847px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Dean continues babbling. He would keep going forever, it is a runaway train, and finally Andy says, &#8220;Leave me alone&#8221;, walking away. Dean collapses, his boundaries back, the mind-control effect leaving him exhausted. It&#8217;s a great piece of bizarre physical acting. <\/p>\n<p>Even with the cast on his arm, Sam looks enormous and incredibly threatening as he goes after Andy. Andy is panicked, shouting, &#8220;Leave me alone,&#8221; hoping his mind-control echo will shut down Gigantor In Flannel.<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s42.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s42.jpg\" alt=\"s42\" width=\"845\" height=\"473\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88964\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s42.jpg 845w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s42-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s42-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s42-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 845px) 100vw, 845px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nBut Sam keeps coming, holding out his arms, taunting Andy, &#8220;It doesn&#8217;t seem to work on me, Andy.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Sam, looming in the frame, with Dean a little blur in the background, tells Andy that he knows: You can do things with your mind, can&#8217;t you, Andy. It started a little over a year ago, right? <\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s midday. The sun beats down, creating all these dramatic shadows, and the Impala gleams in the background, flaring up into Sam&#8217;s face. It&#8217;s either a deliberate choice or one of those &#8220;happy accidents&#8221; (coined by Arthur Penn) that happens onset and is then exploited and used by the creative team.  With that flare of light, Sam&#8217;s next vision is already approaching. There it is, announcing its presence.<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s43.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s43.jpg\" alt=\"s43\" width=\"851\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88965\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s43.jpg 851w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s43-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s43-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s43-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 851px) 100vw, 851px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>We get no insert close-ups of Dean to suggest what he might be feeling listening to all this. It&#8217;s left up to us to guess, a nice detail of the scene, leaving us a bit adrift without outside perspective. Sam demands of Andy, &#8220;Why did you tell the doctor to walk in front of a bus?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>At this moment the screen shivers to white, Sam wincing in pain as the vision breaks over his head. A woman. Something bursting into flames. Dean has moved closer, but he&#8217;s broken up and blurred, the screen fractured. We&#8217;re totally in Sam&#8217;s experience now. <\/p>\n<p>Suddenly, the vision takes over, clarifies itself. This particular vision is more horrifying to me than the Doc one. There&#8217;s something about the way the woman (Rachel Wainwright) immolates herself, the matter-of-fact quality of her behavior, the growing horror from the gas station attendant as he realizes what she is about to do, her almost comforting gesture to him before she lights herself on fire \u2026 it&#8217;s terrible and extremely well done. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s44.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s44.jpg\" alt=\"s44\" width=\"847\" height=\"475\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88966\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s44.jpg 847w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s44-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s44-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s44-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 847px) 100vw, 847px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Sam, writhing in pain, has collapsed, and it is at that moment, right on cue, that fire trucks scream by on the nearby street, Sam and Dean both getting the spidey-sense that it is connected to the vision. I think it&#8217;s a stretch, but whatever, <i>Supernatural<\/i>, sure, I&#8217;ll play. Dean races off to follow the fire truck, and Sam &#8220;keeps an eye&#8221; on &#8220;this sonofabitch&#8221;, meaning Andy, who is upset, baffled, stoned, and scared.<\/p>\n<p>Chaos at the gas station. Firemen, fire trucks, Dean leaning against the gas station, calling Sam, with the mayhem in the background. &#8220;What&#8217;s up with your visions, man, this wasn&#8217;t even a head start.&#8221; Sam can&#8217;t explain it. He can&#8217;t control what&#8217;s happening. In case we missed the memo, Dean says to Sam, &#8220;We were with Andy the whole time. It&#8217;s gotta be someone else.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s46.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s46.jpg\" alt=\"s46\" width=\"846\" height=\"470\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88967\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s46.jpg 846w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s46-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s46-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s46-400x222.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 846px) 100vw, 846px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Let us stop for a moment to revel in the simple yet eloquent beauty of this shot, and how it&#8217;s set up. The face is huge, and on that slight angle the show favors, with the background blurred out to an almost poetic level in the background, all greys and blacks. Those two blurry black letters look like &#8220;JA&#8221; to me.  I&#8217;m just saying. It&#8217;s a completely natural look. No tricks. Stubble, freckles, whites and greys popping the face out at us, silver ring, nothing to distract, everything in balance. This shot lasts for one second, but that&#8217;s the thing with slowing the show down. You realize again and again how beautifully it is put together. <\/p>\n<p>Sam and Andy, seen through a chain-link fence: Another new look for the show is the leaf-dappled look, we don&#8217;t get a lot of that, and it&#8217;s thoughtfully done here. They are at a dead-end with random parked vehicles around them, and trees above. It&#8217;s a calmed-down moment of recognition between the two freaked-out &#8220;freaks&#8221;. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s47.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s47.jpg\" alt=\"s47\" width=\"847\" height=\"475\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88968\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s47.jpg 847w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s47-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s47-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s47-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 847px) 100vw, 847px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nIt is interesting to consider the differences between Max and Andy. Andy, from an outside perspective, leads a chaotic small life. He has no home address. He grifts people. He drifts about. He has to hustle coffee from other people. And yet he seems to have found a form for his life that suits him. The mind-control thing has helped. It greases the wheels. He is not operating from a sense of revenge or payback, the way Max was, who has used his powers to murder his family. Andy has escaped that. Sam, too, so far has escaped that. Maybe Andy is hopeful news. Maybe the powers given to them for some unknown reason can be benign in nature. Maybe it IS up to &#8220;us&#8221; which way it goes. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s48.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s48.jpg\" alt=\"s48\" width=\"848\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88969\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s48.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s48-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s48-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s48-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nSam is such a moral guy, though, concerned about ethics, wanting to make things right, a great quality but an Achilles heel. He is willing to consider the ambiguities of his position, something Dean is not willing to do, at least as far as Sam&#8217;s visions are concerned. Dean studiously keeps his distance from the visions, although he has come to grudgingly accept that they exist. But deeper than that, Dean will not go. It&#8217;s too threatening and brings back Dad&#8217;s whisper in ways that probably keep Dean up at night. <\/p>\n<p>But here Sam has a moment or two to chat with another &#8220;psychic kid,&#8221; who is NOT a psycho like Max was. Andy is doing some sketchy stuff with his mind control, but he&#8217;s ultimately harmless. Sam doesn&#8217;t get it: Andy could &#8220;have anything&#8221; and he still &#8220;lives in a van.&#8221; Why? Andy is genuinely confused by Sam&#8217;s confusion, and watch Tigerman play that. He finds the right note for it. He&#8217;s not commenting on the character of Andrew or condescending to the character, making him some sort of know-nothing <i>idiot savant<\/i>. <\/p>\n<p>Sam seems to find some comfort in the conversation. &#8220;Maybe there&#8217;s hope for both of us,&#8221; he says, ruefully, as the Impala comes chugging up the dead-end like a snorting dragon of doom. <\/p>\n<p>Since the next scene is about exposition, not inherently interesting, let&#8217;s take a second to appreciate the stark look they&#8217;ve achieved. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s49.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s49.jpg\" alt=\"s49\" width=\"848\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88971\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s49.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s49-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s49-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s49-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s50.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s50.jpg\" alt=\"s50\" width=\"850\" height=\"475\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88973\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s50.jpg 850w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s50-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s50-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s50-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 850px) 100vw, 850px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s51.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s51.jpg\" alt=\"s51\" width=\"849\" height=\"475\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88974\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s51.jpg 849w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s51-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s51-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s51-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 849px) 100vw, 849px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nIt&#8217;s reminiscent of the blasted-open sunlit look of &#8220;Everybody Loves a Clown,&#8221; but with some subtle differences. Dean&#8217;s face is blasted by the sun and yet behind him is total blackness. The same is true for Andy. Sam&#8217;s forehead casts a shadow that completely shades his eyes. Yes, mid-day is bright but it doesn&#8217;t really look like THIS. It&#8217;s color-corrected, bleached of warmth, contrasts highlighted, colors drained.  In Season 8 or 9, we&#8217;d be treated to bright green leaves in the background and pretty orange-tinted faces, choices that make zero sense considering the operatic emotions and the horror movie genre. I will continue to point it out. Not to be a bitch but because Beauty is there to be reveled in. To paraphrase <i>Casablanca<\/i>, at least we have Season 1 through Season 6! Nobody can take it away from us!<\/p>\n<p>The clues point to Holly being Andy&#8217;s birth mother but, as Dean says, they&#8217;re in sealed records locked up in the county clerk&#8217;s office. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Well, screw that,&#8221; says Andy, showing his emotional kinship with both Winchesters.<\/p>\n<p><big>9th scene<\/big><br \/>\nDean and Sam are busy pulling out boxes of files in the dark cluttered archive office, as the security guard worry-warts on the side. He shouldn&#8217;t have let them in there, it&#8217;s not allowed \u2026 Andy leads the security guard out of the room, reassuring him it will all be fine, and there&#8217;s a spooky little mind-control echo on his voice. You know. Because mind-control announces itself via echo. As a beautiful coda, once the guard submits totally and starts off, Andy murmurs, having fun with his own gift, making fun of it, &#8220;These aren&#8217;t the droids you&#8217;re looking for \u2026&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>And forget it, Dean is in love. It&#8217;s so rare to see him find something funny, or charming, or surprising \u2026 something that <i>pleases<\/i> him, I mean. He&#8217;s so armored-up against bad stuff that the good stuff sometimes can&#8217;t find a way in either. But for whatever reason, perhaps because he is so busy consciously counter-acting Sam&#8217;s worry and anxiety in his role as comforting Big Brother, he is pretty chilled out in &#8220;Simon Said.&#8221; He likes Andy. He likes Andy&#8217;s disco ball and tiger mural. He&#8217;s jealous that Andy got laid yesterday. And now Andy is mind-controlling a security guard using a line from <i>Star Wars<\/i>? In order to help out the Winchester brothers? Dean is in heaven. <\/p>\n<p>Sam huddles over the records, and confirms that Holly Beckett was Andy&#8217;s birth mother. <\/p>\n<p>Andy&#8217;s says, dazed: &#8220;Does anybody have a Vicodin?&#8221; I would be very surprised if Dean would answer &#8220;No&#8221; to that hypothetical. <\/p>\n<p>Andy is afraid of what it all means, he didn&#8217;t murder anyone, he swears, he needs these male models to know! Dean, lit-up in blue from the one light source, surrounded by black, says, &#8220;We believe you.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s91.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s91.jpg\" alt=\"s91\" width=\"846\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88975\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s91.jpg 846w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s91-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s91-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s91-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 846px) 100vw, 846px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nIt&#8217;s a movie poster, presented like it&#8217;s no big deal, as it isn&#8217;t in the context of <i>Supernatural<\/i>, where every other shot has startling Beauty thrown into the mix, the whole show pulsing with it. It&#8217;s insane. <\/p>\n<p>Sam glances up at Dean&#8217;s tone. Investigators must beware of confirmation bias. In these repeated disagreements (not really arguments), Sam and Dean challenge the confirmation bias of the other. It&#8217;s what a good investigative team should do. <\/p>\n<p>Sam has found out more. Holly Beckett gave birth to twins. <\/p>\n<p>Andy leans back, pondering out loud, &#8220;I have an evil twin \u2026&#8221; and I am in love with that line and with Andy. He&#8217;s trying to wrap his mind around having an evil twin. The shadows are thick, and it takes a while to even perceive that Dean is standing over at the copy machine. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s52.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s52.jpg\" alt=\"s52\" width=\"846\" height=\"473\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88977\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s52.jpg 846w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s52-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s52-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s52-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 846px) 100vw, 846px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nSam keeps reading out loud from the file, and Dean, in tune with Andy&#8217;s emotions, almost as though Andy is a child, says, &#8220;How ya doin&#8217; Andy. You still with us?&#8221; It&#8217;s caring. <\/p>\n<p>There&#8217;s one fluorescent light in the background. It appears to be the only light source except for the lamp on the desk. You get some great effects. Every shot in this small sequence is beautiful.<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s53.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s53.jpg\" alt=\"s53\" width=\"849\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88978\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s53.jpg 849w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s53-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s53-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s53-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 849px) 100vw, 849px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s54.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s54.jpg\" alt=\"s54\" width=\"848\" height=\"475\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88979\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s54.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s54-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s54-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s54-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>The twin&#8217;s name is &#8220;Anson Weems&#8221; (no wonder the dude changed it) and Dean has already ordered a picture to be sent over from the local DMV. Out it comes, Dean looks, and calmly hands it over to Andy, saying, &#8220;Hate to kick you while you&#8217;re freaked \u2026&#8221; <\/p>\n<p><big>10th scene<\/big><br \/>\nInstead of showing us the license photo, we cut to a shot of WHATTUP DAWG Weber in the cafe, alone with Tracy, with the same pitch-black background and one overhead light structure. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s55.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s55.jpg\" alt=\"s55\" width=\"846\" height=\"477\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88980\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s55.jpg 846w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s55-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s55-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s55-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 846px) 100vw, 846px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nHe&#8217;s a creep, played creepily by the actor, a guy who has such rage in him but thinks he needs to cover it up by being &#8220;whattup dawg&#8221; about life, but nobody buys it. (Note to guys like this: Nobody ever does.) From the beginning, Tracy appears to treat him with a mixture of condescension and weariness. She&#8217;s sick of him lurking around in the corners. Here, he goes personal, saying to her, &#8220;Hey, Trace?&#8221; Nicknames can be forced intimacy, one of the sure signs of a predator (&#8220;He&#8217;s the only one who gets to call me Sammy,&#8221; Sam to Gordon). <\/p>\n<p>Weber says, &#8220;I&#8217;ve seen you guys together. It seems like there&#8217;s still something there \u2026 &#8221; He tries to sound casual. He fails. She&#8217;s busy cleaning glasses, but her posture has stiffened. There&#8217;s something about how his head moves, the way he seems not at home in his own body, overcompensating for that by acting all loose and open&#8230; it&#8217;s a very nice performance.  He asks &#8220;Trace&#8221; if she and Andy were ever serious, and she says no, they weren&#8217;t. Weber calls in his mind-control voice-echo chip. <\/p>\n<p><big>11th scene<\/big><br \/>\nThe Impala roars through the night, Andy sitting in the back seat, hunching himself over the front seat, peeking in between the brothers. It&#8217;s endearing. People rarely sit in that back seat. There&#8217;s more lying down that goes on in that back seat than anything else, I&#8217;m wagering. Andy is a homeless mess in many ways, but he&#8217;s now part of the Winchester duo, somehow woven into their relationship and that so rarely happens it&#8217;s pleasing to witness. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s56.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s56.jpg\" alt=\"s56\" width=\"848\" height=\"475\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88981\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s56.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s56-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s56-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s56-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nIt took a while (well, 2 or 3 scenes), but it&#8217;s there now. It is going to carry us through the rest of the episode, to those scenes on the bridge (nighttime and daytime). &#8220;Simon Said,&#8221; and its emotional\/thematic resonance, connecting it to the larger Arc, depends on Andy. The same thing happened in &#8220;Nightmare.&#8221; It&#8217;s one of those guest spots that actors dream about, the ones that are not purely plot-driven, but <i>theme<\/i>-driven.<\/p>\n<p>Andy tells Sam and Dean that Weber showed up in his life only 8 months ago, &#8220;acting like he&#8217;s my best friend in the world.&#8221; Dean is confused, eyes on the road. The lighting is beautiful, darkness then light, darkness then light \u2026 these car scenes are poetry on stationary wheels, I tell ya. Why didn&#8217;t Weber just come out and say he was Andy&#8217;s brother? What the hell? Meanwhile, Sam has started wincing, quietly, and then with increasing urgency. <\/p>\n<p>In Sam&#8217;s vision now, we see Tracy exit a car into the night, wearing only a white slip. When the real thing goes down, her dress is still on, and so Sam&#8217;s vision takes us a little bit further along than we actually get in the episode. The threat of rape hangs over the interaction with Weber, and either it&#8217;s a continuity glitch or it&#8217;s one of the ways that the vision gets garbled through Sam&#8217;s brain. (The vision of Doc is not one-to-one identical either.) <\/p>\n<p>Suddenly we see Tracy standing on a railing with an absolutely dizzying shot of the river below. I&#8217;m no fan of heights. These scenes give me vertigo. Well-done, green-screen team. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s57.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s57.jpg\" alt=\"s57\" width=\"850\" height=\"475\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88982\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s57.jpg 850w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s57-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s57-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s57-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 850px) 100vw, 850px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Then comes an enormous panning shot, moving up over a dam, water running down the side, the camera going up and up and up and up, going up for what feels like forever, until we see Tracy, tiny, standing on that railing, high up in the sky, arms out. <\/p>\n<p>She jumps. We see the body fall against that gigantic man-made background. <\/p>\n<p>Reminiscent of this.<\/p>\n<p>\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/g5RRjdhbxPk\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>Back in reality, Dean is now yelling, &#8220;SAM!&#8221;, pulling the car over. Sam opens the door, looking to escape, make it stop, clutching at his head, hunched over. As always, Padalecki plays these visions as a painful brain-storm, almost coming at him from the outside, an injury like any other, and yet rising up from within him. It&#8217;s well-conceived and well-played. As Dean runs around to the passenger side to grab onto Sam, who is now falling out of the side of the car, I love the brief glimpse we get of Andy in the backseat, so scared, looking at Sam, glancing at Dean, wanting to help, not knowing what to do.<\/p>\n<p><big>12th scene<\/big><br \/>\nWeber&#8217;s chugging gas-guzzler (I love how new cars are such a rarity in the world of <i>Supernatural<\/i> that they practically don&#8217;t exist.) moves slowly out onto the dam that we saw in Sam&#8217;s vision. Weber is at the wheel, Tracy in the passenger seat. <\/p>\n<p>Weber has reached out to touch her thigh and he says the worst thing I&#8217;ve ever heard, &#8220;I take my ladies here. They like it.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p><em>&#8220;My LADIES?&#8221;<\/em> Stop talking, dawg. Oh my God, stop.<\/p>\n<p>And it&#8217;s a small thing, but Toufexis nods slightly when he says &#8220;They like it&#8221; and it&#8217;s one of those casual tiny moments of genius from good actors that I love. A little nod like that tells us so much about the character, and it&#8217;s also a &#8220;tell&#8221;, something the character is not completely aware of. Those are not easy lines to pull off. &#8220;I take my ladies here. They like it.&#8221; Really? But the small inward-looking nodding-to-himself (almost as though Weber is trying to convince himself) is beautiful. She is tense and scared and starts crying. He tells her to stop crying. She does. <\/p>\n<p>Look at this shot. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s58.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s58.jpg\" alt=\"s58\" width=\"846\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88983\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s58.jpg 846w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s58-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s58-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s58-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 846px) 100vw, 846px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nIt&#8217;s so simple. The screen is literally FILLED with their two heads. No space, no air.  His blurry face looming like a monster rearing up behind her.<\/p>\n<p>Almost comfortingly, Weber says, &#8220;I get what you see in him. He&#8217;s a genius. The books he reads? But he is MY family.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>All along, I was as confused as Andy was, as confused as Dean was in the car. Why would Weber come into Andy&#8217;s life and be so \u2026 weird? Is he socially inept? Or is it something more sinister. When he says &#8220;MY family&#8221; we feel the sinister underpinnings of Weber&#8217;s behavior, and it also, eerily, connects us to Dean, although that may very well be retrospect talking and should be ignored (or at least taken into account). Whichever way you look at it, Weber&#8217;s view of family is distorted.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You can&#8217;t have him,&#8221; he says to Tracy, and he&#8217;s like a jealous lover. <\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t know, kinda sorta like Dean faking an SOS text to Sam from Amelia. Retrospect, as I said. But that&#8217;s the beauty of the show and its multiple layered associations. The plot doubles back, and the connections multiply the more times you watch it. Sometimes shows simplify with repeat viewings. <i>Supernatural<\/i> doesn&#8217;t. <\/p>\n<p><big>13th scene<\/big><br \/>\nSam probably gasped out to Andy and Dean what he saw, and Andy said, &#8220;That must be at the Douchebag Dam just outside of town!&#8221; Knowing they don&#8217;t have any lead-time anymore with Sam&#8217;s horrible visions, Dean probably drove 90 miles an hour to get there in time. Silent and grim, the guys get out, and go to the back of the car to gather up their arsenal. The plan has been set and we the audience are left out of it. It&#8217;s almost over-the-top sometimes, the night-time effects they go for, with one light source through the trees, refracting and pouring down through the black on our guys, but still, I never get sick of it.  <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/c59.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/c59.jpg\" alt=\"c59\" width=\"846\" height=\"474\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88984\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/c59.jpg 846w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/c59-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/c59-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/c59-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 846px) 100vw, 846px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nIt makes my heart ache just looking at it. It&#8217;s so beautiful it almost makes me <i>anxious<\/i>. It&#8217;s not necessarily an easy or comfortable head-space. Beauty like this is more unstable than that. <\/p>\n<p><i>Supernatural<\/i> does not have a huge budget, and if there is one great lesson learned from these early seasons, it&#8217;s that you don&#8217;t need a huge budget to have a really good-looking show. You have to be innovative, and you also have to have a memory of &#8220;how they used to do it&#8221; before everything was digitized. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s59.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s59.jpg\" alt=\"s59\" width=\"849\" height=\"473\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88985\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s59.jpg 849w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s59-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s59-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s59-400x222.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 849px) 100vw, 849px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Sam and Dean have a quiet pow-wow as they go through the weapons, Sam saying to Dean that Dean should hang back. Dean, surprisingly, says &#8220;No argument there.&#8221; He&#8217;s been Obi-Wanned enough for one day. Incorporating Dean&#8217;s susceptibility into their planning is part of how they operate. It&#8217;s funny how often it comes up. I recently watched the &#8220;cursed object&#8221; episode with the ballet slippers, and it&#8217;s just totally accepted that Dean wants to put on those slippers and he should NOT touch them, and Sam takes a very stern tone with Dean, and Dean snaps out of it. It makes me laugh every time I see it because Sam isn&#8217;t being judgmental, he just realizes that Dean is open in a way that he sometimes isn&#8217;t.  Dean knows it too.  <\/p>\n<p>Andy insists on coming with Sam. It&#8217;s non-negotiable. In his shlubby silk-robed way, he is as strong-willed as Sam and Dean. <\/p>\n<p>Back in the Creep Car, Weber is making Tracy unbutton her dress and you can hear him breathing off-screen. It&#8217;s terrible. Then he says to her, &#8220;Slower \u2026&#8221; This is the second scariest sexual behavior we&#8217;ve seen on the show, the first being John using Dean as bait in <a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=84585\" target=\"blank\" rel=\"noopener\">&#8220;Dead Man&#8217;s Blood&#8221;<\/a>. In the comments section to &#8220;Children Shouldn&#8217;t Play With Dead Things,&#8221; we started talking about the Women in Refrigerators trope that has been getting a lot of attention lately (you can go check out the conversation there). Putting women in sexual danger as a plot-point, or as a &#8220;device&#8221;, or as a way to motivate the male characters emotionally, is as old as Drama itself. There&#8217;s nothing new. The problem is the over-use of it currently by unimaginative directors who have not figured out how to create three-dimensional male characters who have emotional depth, and so, I know, let&#8217;s have his wife be raped\/abducted, then he&#8217;ll get to cry! Yes, it&#8217;s a horribly reductive view of women, but it&#8217;s also terribly reductive of men, because men are then perceived as shallower than envelopes. If it is going to be used as a plot-point, it should be motivated and backed-up. However, sexual danger is a reality for women (and for Dean), and we shouldn&#8217;t expect art to present us with a Utopia where that shit isn&#8217;t going on. A creep like Weber, who feels ownership over his brother, will hate this woman who has his brother&#8217;s very real affection, and try to sully her and &#8220;own&#8221; her himself. It&#8217;s exactly what a loser like this would do, the first thing he would think of.  Both actors play it straight, very real, very awful. <\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s very <i>Two Gentlemen of Verona<\/i>, with Weber being the despicable Proteus. <\/p>\n<p>Weber says to her, &#8220;I want you to listen to me. When we&#8217;re done here \u2026 I want you to go over to the edge of the dam. Okay?&#8221; She nods okay. He&#8217;s very gentle, touching her face, saying, &#8220;You&#8217;re gonna think you can fly. And you&#8217;re just gonna step right off.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>As he told his other victims, he tells her: &#8220;I want you to tell yourself: Everything is okay.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>And this is when Sam crashes through the window of the car with the butt of his silver gun, punching Weber in the face. <\/p>\n<p>So let&#8217;s talk about this scene. Things very quickly spiral out of control. It&#8217;s a hell of a sequence. There are four people on that bridge. Emotions run high in each one of them, both because of the situation at hand, and also because of what it might MEAN. Add to that the fact that two people on that bridge have mind-control abilities and you have a mess.<\/p>\n<p>What is amazing about this final confrontation is that Sam and Dean are not involved in it at all. Sam is knocked out, and Dean has hung back in the shadows. With both Winchester brothers out of commission, the two OTHER brothers, the fun-house mirror replicas of the Winchesters, take the stage fully. They argue on the bridge. They fight about their abilities, they fight about their non-existent relationship, they fight about what Weber is doing with his gift. There&#8217;s a ton of plot that is given here, plot that explains Weber&#8217;s motivations throughout the episode (&#8220;Those people needed to die &#8211; they kept us apart!!&#8221;), as well as the revelation that &#8220;The Man with the Yellow Eyes&#8221; visited Weber in a dream, telling Weber about the big plans laid out for him. It&#8217;s a ton of talk, the entire episode handed over to two one-off characters. It&#8217;s pretty incredible, when you think about it. The show has done that on occasion (most recently with the Season 9 Ghostfacers episode &#8211; but even there, we have some backstory with the Ghostfacers, they are recurring characters.) Andy and Weber are ultimately fighting about what it means to be family, and what it means to be &#8216;special&#8217; in this particular way, issues that are on Sam and Dean&#8217;s minds as well.  But it&#8217;s set up subtly enough that you aren&#8217;t bashed over the head with the similarities (the way I felt was going on a little bit with the Ghostfacers ep. in Season 9, although I didn&#8217;t sneer at that episode the way I saw some other fans did &#8211; I thought there was good stuff in it).  These similarities\/reflections exist in the ether, in between the molecules, it is the symbolic landscape where the Winchesters live, interacting as they do with so many different kinds of people.  The opportunities that the show has, to highlight the underlying conflict between the brothers, through these one-off characters \u2026 is many. Sometimes it&#8217;s awkwardly done, it&#8217;s too on-the-nose. Other times, like here, it&#8217;s emotional enough in its own right to stand on its own.  <\/p>\n<p>The chaos that ensues on the bridge involves Sam attacking Weber, duct-taping his mouth, and Andy hustling a weeping Tracy out of the car. Andy then tries to attack Weber, hysterical with rage, and Sam then has to handle Andy, pulling him off of Weber. Then, out of nowhere, Tracy, still being Obi-Wanned by the Duct-Taped-Dawg, picks up a nearby branch and bashes Sam on the back of the head. Sam falls like a stone. Andy is horrified and confused, screaming at Tracy, &#8220;STOP IT&#8221;, and there&#8217;s that mind-control echo again so consider how confused this poor young woman must be. Under orders from two people at the same time. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s61.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s61.jpg\" alt=\"s61\" width=\"848\" height=\"475\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88986\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s61.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s61-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s61-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s61-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Tracy, left alone on her own conveyor belt of inevitability, walks over to the side of the bridge and gets up on the railing, as she was originally commanded to do.<\/p>\n<p>The worst shot of the entire episode is right \u2026 about \u2026 here.<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s62.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s62.jpg\" alt=\"s62\" width=\"847\" height=\"473\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88987\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s62.jpg 847w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s62-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s62-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s62-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 847px) 100vw, 847px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>NOPE is all I have to say to THAT.<\/p>\n<p>We have Andy begging Weber not to hurt her, and Weber finally revealing his cards, his end game. We see his true face. &#8220;Tracy&#8217;s garbage. They all are. We can push them, make them do whatever we want!&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s64.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s64.jpg\" alt=\"s64\" width=\"847\" height=\"472\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88988\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s64.jpg 847w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s64-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s64-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s64-400x222.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 847px) 100vw, 847px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nSweet (relatively) harmless Andy stares at his long-lost brother in incomprehension. And a small gesture from him I love: when he does speak, he says, &#8220;Are you really this stupid?&#8221; (and he seems to be really asking that question), and his arms are raised, in a sign of peace, but his hands, outstretched, are in a little curling-fingered claw &#8211; an almost-pleading gesture, like, &#8220;Man \u2026 really?&#8221; Every time I see that gesture, I like it. It&#8217;s very human. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s66.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s66.jpg\" alt=\"s66\" width=\"847\" height=\"474\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88989\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s66.jpg 847w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s66-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s66-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s66-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 847px) 100vw, 847px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Andy doesn&#8217;t understand why Weber wouldn&#8217;t just call him up and say, &#8220;Apparently we&#8217;re brothers. Let&#8217;s get together!&#8221;  Weber says he has been wanting to tell Andy for so long, &#8220;bro,&#8221; but &#8220;he wouldn&#8217;t let me.&#8221; &#8220;Who??&#8221; &#8220;The man with the yellow eyes,&#8221; says Weber, as though the answer is obvious. Meanwhile, as if on cue, Sam wakes up from his comfy spot on the pavement. <\/p>\n<p><big>Brother Fun-House Mirror<\/big><br \/>\nThese are brothers who were separated at birth. Andy lost his adoptive mother. He has gone off the rails in many ways. But his ability came along and gave him the opportunity to make his life easier and to not deal with uncomfortable realities like debt collectors. When he was in a relationship with Tracy, he didn&#8217;t use mind-control on her. That was a line he wouldn&#8217;t cross. You could certainly argue over whether or not he gets Brownie points for that, and I think the show wants us to be on the fence about all of this. The point is that Andy has some consciousness of the moral responsibility of his ability. Weber has not had an easy time of it either but his &#8220;ability&#8221; has made it worse. He probably didn&#8217;t have a good personality to start with, but perhaps that is an unfair assumption. Whatever the case may be, his ability has turned him into a little despot, a creepy predator, a violent weirdo, who somehow thinks if he can remove everyone who came in between he and his brother, THEN they will be able to be close. Whatever might have been possible is destroyed before it even started. <\/p>\n<p>You don&#8217;t have to reach too far to look for connections with the Winchesters.  There&#8217;s a &#8220;there by the grace of God&#8221; thing going on here (as happened as well with Max), but there&#8217;s also a warning. Dean&#8217;s attachment to his brother is, yes, a holdover from his father&#8217;s training in childhood. But we all are taught things in childhood that we then either assimilate naturally until they become no big deal or we let go and find our own way. I was ordered to hold my brother&#8217;s hand every time we crossed the street &#8211; EVERY. TIME. &#8211; even if it was our little tree-lined cul de sac with no traffic &#8211; and so I did. Then, at some point, he was able to cross the street by himself and my role changed. Shallow example but you get my point. Some seem to see any criticism of Dean as unfair, but I don&#8217;t enjoy that kind of analysis, personally, it&#8217;s just not fun for me. I realize it&#8217;s fun for others. I&#8217;m not saying my way or the highway, it&#8217;s just that I don&#8217;t watch the show that way (or much of anything else in that way). I like conflict, drama, messes, and relationship. There are two protagonists in <i>Supernatural<\/i>: deeply flawed, messed-up, lovable (sometimes), trying-hard, tough guys, with flannel and freckles, and tears and humor, and so we get a blend, a mesh, conflict, we see things through the prism, or from opposite sides, things are turned inside out, examined. Dean is not a saint and his traumatic childhood doesn&#8217;t make him one either. (And Ackles, to his great credit, does not &#8220;protect&#8221; Dean &#8211; or himself as an actor &#8211; by making excuses for Dean or trying to plead Dean&#8217;s case to an audience. He lets Dean be a mess. He is not afraid of darker elements.) And by Season 8, Season 9, some of the shit he pulls looks a lot like what Weber has pulled. And eventually it becomes irrelevant that John trained him a certain way. Time to change that dance step, pal, if you want a relationship with your brother or with anyone else.  <\/p>\n<p>That&#8217;s what Season 9 was all about and it was painful and grim and lusciously self-indulgent. Forget the demon\/angel tablets and lost grace and Metatron &#8211; all that really mattered in Season 9 was the crack-up between the brothers and Dean&#8217;s descent into the pit, his own habits of survival turning into a huge monster in its own right and swallowing him whole, and I know I&#8217;ve said it before, but here goes; I felt it was about time, long overdue, and there was a strange swooning catharsis for me in all of it, awful as much of it was. It was gorgeously played, beautifully perceptive, and made a ton of sense. It was, for me, anyway, a HUGE pay-off after seasons of wanting some kind of crack-up of that degree to come, feeling that it HAD to come, go that way, it was inevitable, right? This is probably my own Identification talking, so take it for what it&#8217;s worth. The warning is here, early on, in the character of Weber, about the possible end-game of Dean&#8217;s particular situation. The scene on the bridge could also be read as the Two Sides of Sam battling it out, the special ability&#8217;s positive manifestation duking it out with the evil manifestation of the same ability. But the dark twisty brother thing \u2026 the codependent thing \u2026 That&#8217;s what I&#8217;m present to now. <\/p>\n<p>I talk a lot about Dean&#8217;s thing about wanting people to be in sync, his &#8220;Are we okay? Are we good?&#8221; thing. It&#8217;s a beautiful quality and it&#8217;s how he operates in relationship, you can see it with Lisa, you can see it with everyone. He&#8217;s extremely giving, he&#8217;s extremely in tune with other people&#8217;s emotional weather. But that same desire to be &#8220;in sync&#8221; can also manifest in wanting to control the actions of others. This is life as we all know it: the very thing that is our biggest strength is often our Achilles heel. Or the things that protected us when we were children start to actually HARM us when we&#8217;re adults. I&#8217;m not sure even Ben Edlund would have been aware of how deep this one little scene on the bridge could potentially go once the show reached 9 seasons, but considering Edlund&#8217;s writing &#8211; he writes for depth and he writes for ambiguity. Ambiguity means things continue. Once things are clear, everything ends, any playwright or writer can tell you that. This is especially true in a long-running television program like this one that depends on emotional suspense (rather than physical suspense). The emotional suspense of the Winchester brothers relationship is the ultimate hook. It should be everywhere, in every scene, and in the really good episodes, it is. Edlund plants seeds, he&#8217;s very good at that. He may not even know what the hell is supposed to grow from that seed, but he knows that it will flower into something. Maybe a rose bush, maybe belladonna (&#8220;the porn star?&#8221;), but whatever the case, Edlund is very good at creating that murky murky depth through which people can find associations, or, better yet, swim in ambiguity. At least that&#8217;s what I&#8217;m present to when I watch this scene and think about the brothers in Season 8 and Season 9, YEARS away. THAT&#8217;S good writing.<br \/>\n<big>Brother Fun-House Mirror Over. For Now. It Will Return. Ad Nauseum. Exeunt.<\/big><\/p>\n<p>Sam is starting to come to again, and then suddenly, we are with Dean, trotting through the patch of trees overlooking the dam, like the Ninja Assassin that he is. He is holding a scary-looking sniper&#8217;s rifle, complete with gun-sight and it is a thing of beauty, really. As Dean clicks the gun into position, crouching in the bushes, Weber on the dam senses something not right, glances up and way over in Dean&#8217;s direction. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s67.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s67.jpg\" alt=\"s67\" width=\"846\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88990\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s67.jpg 846w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s67-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s67-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s67-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 846px) 100vw, 846px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nSays quietly, &#8220;Bye bye \u2026&#8221; and Dean, expressionless, puts the gun under his chin. He doesn&#8217;t even hesitate.<\/p>\n<p><big>Digression on Immunity\/Susceptibility. In the Words of Mae West: &#8220;Aw, You Can Be HAD.&#8221;<\/big><br \/>\nOne of the ongoing motifs of the show is Sam&#8217;s immunity and Dean&#8217;s susceptibility. (Both of these qualities can also be inverted and reversed, as we will see. As Season 2 and 3 go on, it is going to be Sam&#8217;s susceptibility that takes center stage, but his susceptibility takes a different form than Dean&#8217;s &#8211; and Dean&#8217;s is also more constant, it&#8217;s practically an ingrained part of his personality.) Sam&#8217;s susceptibility has a physical basis, almost like he was born with FAS or something: he is drawn to the dark side, to Ruby, to demon blood, because it is in his blood. Dean&#8217;s susceptibility comes from his personality, from maneuvering his terrible childhood that destroyed any sense of agency or boundaries, and it is something he seems to be aware of and tries to work with as best he can (by wearing 3 layers at all times, for example). Dean is &#8220;get&#8221;-table. <\/p>\n<p>The men who are perceived as &#8220;get&#8221;-table like that is a short list. One of Cary Grant&#8217;s earliest breaks was being cast as man-candy in a couple of Mae West films. She was the star, he was the boy-toy. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/mae-west-cary-grant.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/mae-west-cary-grant-400x302.jpg\" alt=\"05_Flatbed_2 - JULY\" width=\"400\" height=\"302\" class=\"alignnone size-large wp-image-88904\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/mae-west-cary-grant-400x302.jpg 400w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/mae-west-cary-grant-100x75.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/mae-west-cary-grant-200x151.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/mae-west-cary-grant.jpg 450w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 400px) 100vw, 400px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nIn <i>She Done Him Wrong<\/i>, Cary Grant plays an uptight police inspector investigating Mae West&#8217;s vaudeville theatre for corruption and lascivious behavior. He trades barbs with Mae West in the most famous scene, and she stands on the step above him. West was extremely short, Grant was extremely tall, and the positioning makes them eye to eye. She drools with lust in every line (it is how men treated Marilyn Monroe onscreen, it&#8217;s very strange, still, to see a man treated this way). This is the scene that has one of the most mis-quoted lines in cinematic history. Everyone thinks Mae West said, &#8220;Why don&#8217;t you come up and see me some time?&#8221; People will go their grave swearing they heard it that way. But in fact she says, &#8220;Why don&#8217;t you come up some time and see me?&#8221; He puts her off, and she starts up the stairs, gives him a voracious LOOK, and observes, &#8220;Aw, you can be <i>had.<\/i>&#8221; <\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=5L0eJp7V2Zs\" target=\"blank\" rel=\"noopener\">Full clip here.<\/a> <\/p>\n<p>It was strange and sexy and hot to have a woman talk to a man like that, and to have it be friendly as opposed to menacing. Mae West was not a femme fatale or a man-eater. She was a sexually experienced woman who knew how to take care of a man in the sack and understood her own sexytimes needs as well. To cast a 6 foot tall hunk as her scratching post \u2026 It is impossible, for example, to picture John Wayne in the same role. Sexy as Wayne could be, you would never say to him, &#8220;You could be <i>had.<\/i>&#8221; He very well might belt you across the mouth if you tried. But Cary Grant was penetrable, sexually ambiguous, more beautiful than any woman ever was, and somehow \u2026 soft. Not weak, mind you. But soft. This destabilizing and dazzling mix of qualities would end up being his stock-in-trade as a leading man, the greatest movie star in the world, and it showed up early, before he even became a star. <\/p>\n<p>My point in that digression (and it reminds me that <a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=72302\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">I compared Jensen Ackles to Cary Grant in the first post I wrote about Ackles<\/a>) is to say that Dean Winchester, to quote Mae West, &#8220;can be had.&#8221; That&#8217;s the perception of him. He knows it, everyone else knows it. It&#8217;s awesome, it&#8217;s problematic, it works for him, it works against him.<br \/>\n<big>Immunity\/Susceptibility Digression Over.<\/big><\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s68.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s68.jpg\" alt=\"s68\" width=\"851\" height=\"473\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88991\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s68.jpg 851w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s68-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s68-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s68-400x222.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 851px) 100vw, 851px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>We hear a gun-blast, meant to make us think that Dean went the way of Doc Jennings in the teaser, but no, Andy has swiped up Sam&#8217;s silver pistol and shot his evil twin in the back. <\/p>\n<p>Brother killing brother. Cain and Abel. You do the math.<\/p>\n<p><big>14th scene<\/big><br \/>\nI am so into the new out-in-the-sun look the show has embraced. They still futz with the colors so nothing&#8217;s too bright. Everyone looks pale and, frankly, anemic. I also worry about sun-block. But the shadows are stark, creating a vulnerability that counter-acts the tough fix-it vibe of the brothers. They look like mushrooms, huddled under a tree, alive, but vulnerable as hell. Andy is busy Obi-Wanning the investigating cops, saying to them, &#8220;He shot himself and you all saw it.&#8221; The three cops all nod like drones. &#8220;Yup.&#8221; &#8220;That&#8217;s what we saw.&#8221; &#8220;Uh-huh.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Dean and Sam, waiting for Andy against the railing, have mixed feelings about watching the &#8220;ability&#8221; in action. We are given that impression from one line from Sam:<\/p>\n<p><strong>Sam<\/strong>: Look at him. He&#8217;s getting better at it.<\/p>\n<p>That is some efficient scriptwriting, Edlund. I like your style. <\/p>\n<p>Andy heads back over to Dean and Sam, but stops when he sees Tracy, seated in the ambulance, wrapped in a blanket. He smiles at her and, beautifully, she looks away. Good. I remember being afraid, in that way I sometimes get, that the show would make them have a little &#8220;I&#8217;m sorry&#8221; &#8220;It&#8217;s okay&#8221; conversation which would have completely wiped out all of the moral and ethical dilemmas that had been so carefully set up. No, it can&#8217;t be that easy! Oh, me, of little faith! We need to see the COST that Andy has paid.  We need to see that his ability comes with a price, and the price Andy paid was the trust of a nice woman who truly cared for him. I don&#8217;t blame her. What the moment also says is that if you are blessed\/cursed with an ability, use it wisely or don&#8217;t use it at all. There is a sad moment of Andy realizing what has happened, realizing that that friendship is over, and he is in that mood when he reaches Sam and Dean. He says to them, &#8220;I never used my mind thing on her \u2026 until last night. She&#8217;s scared of me now.&#8221; He&#8217;s smiling but you know he will cry later, tiger mural watching over him kindly. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s69.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s69.jpg\" alt=\"s69\" width=\"848\" height=\"477\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88992\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s69.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s69-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s69-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s69-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nAndy only used mind-control on her to save her life, but blah blah, excuses, excuses, <i>Supernatural<\/i> features tough men who have strong moral compasses who have mixed feelings about good intentions. Being an ethical person means you make choices, and you consider other people when you make those choices. The beauty is that the choices can be explained and excused away, but that doesn&#8217;t mean that tough moral men don&#8217;t feel like shit about it afterwards. I like the moment a lot.<\/p>\n<p>Now comes a nice long juicy pause. There&#8217;s a ballet of behavior between Sam and Dean. Both these guys are so good at these moments, easy, fluid, connected. Dean takes in what Andy has said, and then looks up at Sam. It&#8217;s Sam&#8217;s vision, Sam&#8217;s ability. Dean has been support-staff all along, and that little glance Dean throws Sam, is giving, in the way that he sometimes is. He&#8217;s got a lot of feelings right now, a lot of shit to say, but it is Sam&#8217;s moment. Andy is &#8220;his&#8221; to handle.<\/p>\n<p>Sam gives Andy his phone number, telling him he doesn&#8217;t have to be alone, call him up anytime. Andy looks lost and lonely between their departing figures. He calls out to them, &#8220;What am I supposed to do now?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Dean says, &#8220;You be good, Andy. Or we&#8217;ll be back.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Clint Eastwood. Arnold Schwarzenegger. Said simply, almost gently, but no nonsense about it, man, none at all. It&#8217;s a kind good-bye AND a threat and amateurs need not apply for a line-reading like that.<\/p>\n<p>Dean and Sam have a little wrap-up conversation as they head to the Impala, filled with the moral dilemma of the <i>Supernatural<\/i> world, all with the morning light sun haloing the sides of their heads, blasting them on their cheeks and brows. Sam says that he was right after all, Andy is a killer. Taken with no context, that is correct. Andy killed a man last night. But to Dean context is important. (Sometimes. Sometimes he doesn&#8217;t care about context at all. It&#8217;s fun to see when he decides to value context, it&#8217;s always interesting.) Dean is like, Please, Andy is a hero, he saved Tracy&#8217;s life, he saved my life, come on. Sam, who read his Kant, who read his Wittgenstein, sticks to his guns: Don&#8217;t try to twist language to say that Andy didn&#8217;t actually kill someone, because he did. Dean pleads his case. Yeah, but he was PUSHED to do it.  <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s70.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s70.jpg\" alt=\"s70\" width=\"845\" height=\"471\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88993\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s70.jpg 845w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s70-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s70-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s70-400x222.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 845px) 100vw, 845px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nWell, isn&#8217;t that a nice little trap set, and Sam springs it right back on Dean: &#8220;Weber was pushed too! So was Max. I was pushed, too, by Jessica&#8217;s death.&#8221;  It&#8217;s easy to look at a Wendigo and know that that thing has to GO. But if you change the angle of the prism, you can see where Max is coming from, or Weber. In fact, you HAVE to be able to do that. Sam is starting to accept, starting to integrate his gathering knowledge into a wary understanding of himself. Or at least he&#8217;s trying. Dean doesn&#8217;t make it easy. <\/p>\n<p>Imagine how LOUD John&#8217;s whisper is in Dean&#8217;s ear right about now. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Given the right circumstances, everyone is capable of murder.&#8221; Sam says.<\/p>\n<p>I love it because the stakes are always so high. You don&#8217;t have high stakes? You have no drama. <i>Supernatural<\/i> has the stakes of demons and apocalypse and monsters, but the real stakes are emotional. Even a small philosophical discussion about whether or not being pushed into murder makes you a &#8220;murderer,&#8221; and the fine distinction between being a monster and being someone who was pushed \u2026 has enormous emotional consequences on both sides. It&#8217;s why things get so hot between them, and both actors are so in touch with that subtext. It&#8217;s ALWAYS there.  Having that subtext always there makes <i>Supernatural<\/i> feel, to me, like sitting next to a bowl of Sweet Tarts. (In case it&#8217;s not clear, I love Sweet Tarts so much that I can never allow myself to have them, not even one, because I will then proceed to eat so many that I will have to go to the hospital and get my stomach pumped. I am helpless in the presence of Sweet Tarts.) <i>Supernatural<\/i> is that pleasurable, that ridiculous, and possibility of overdose is high!<\/p>\n<p>What is on the table here, in this wary little argument over the Impala in the bright sunlight, is Sam&#8217;s fate. They both know it. They can&#8217;t see the whole picture. Max gave a terrible dark glimpse of it. Andy lightened the load (somewhat), Weber counter-acted that. But Sam cannot avoid examining the connections. It would be irresponsible to do so, and irresponsible to take a black-and-white &#8220;Well, Weber was evil, Andy wasn&#8217;t&#8221; view of it. But Dean \u2026 Dean! Hating every second of this! Because what will happen if Sam goes dark \u2026 how will he handle it? What will he do?  How will he bear it? <\/p>\n<p>Dean sees Sam&#8217;s worry, and I do too but I am more struck by the light gleaming in Padalecki&#8217;s one eye and Dean&#8217;s unearthly gorgeous paleness.  <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s71.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s71.jpg\" alt=\"s71\" width=\"846\" height=\"474\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88994\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s71.jpg 846w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s71-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s71-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s71-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 846px) 100vw, 846px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s72.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s72.jpg\" alt=\"s72\" width=\"849\" height=\"472\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88995\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s72.jpg 849w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s72-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s72-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s72-400x222.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 849px) 100vw, 849px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nIt&#8217;s all a bit too intense for so early in the morning so Dean becomes the big brother again, and says, &#8220;Quit worrying about it.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Sam won&#8217;t be put off so easily and says, &#8220;I heard you when you were talking before &#8211; you&#8217;re just as scared as I am.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>The scene ends on a light note with some hilarious line-readings from these guys that feel so real, and so <i>welcome<\/i>, like as long as they&#8217;re teasing each other the world is tilting correctly on its axis. The intensity of the moment shatters and it is because of Dean&#8217;s ridiculous response: &#8220;That was mind control. It&#8217;s like being roofied, man, it doesn&#8217;t count. No. I&#8217;m calling do-over.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Hearing a huge tough guy say that, dead serious, to another huge tough guy, helps me rest easy at night because I know that comedy is alive and well, and I don&#8217;t have to worry about it disappearing. Dean also, you may notice, has experience being roofied. I don&#8217;t think he&#8217;s speaking hypothetically here. We&#8217;ve discussed that before. There&#8217;s that funny bit about roofies in The Purge. But besides that, the more we get glimpses of what they were like as kids, or that they even WERE kids, the better. It counter-acts all the serious grim jaw-line stuff, which, don&#8217;t get me wrong, is awesome, but would get a bit ridiculous without goofiness. It&#8217;s also welcome sibling banter after the clusterfuck of the Twins on the Bridge. <\/p>\n<p>Even better is Sam&#8217;s response, &#8220;What are you, seven?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>And I love Dean&#8217;s blunt big-brother reaction, &#8220;Doesn&#8217;t matter. Look, we keep doing what we&#8217;re doing, and blah blah it&#8217;ll all work out.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>That that is his response to &#8220;what are you, seven&#8221; is perfect. So brotherly, so real.<\/p>\n<p>Dean&#8217;s phone rings. &#8220;Ellen \u2026&#8221; he says. He listens to what she&#8217;s saying and his face changes. At that moment we hear the gloomy chords from Soundgarden&#8217;s &#8220;Fell on Black Days,&#8221; starting up underneath. <\/p>\n<p>Speaking of which, <i>Superunknown<\/i>, the monster 1994 Soundgarden album &#8220;Fell on Black Days&#8221; came off of, turned 20 this year, which makes me, a Generation X-er, incredibly massively old! Anyone who was in their 20s in 1994 probably made out with someone to &#8220;Black Hole Sun&#8221; at some point. I mean, how could you avoid it. You were 25 years old and it was always on the radio. That right there ups your odds. I was in heaven during the &#8220;grunge era&#8221; because suddenly the clothes I had always worn were hip! And they were the most comfortable clothes for girls imaginable! Little kilts and ripped thick black stockings and big boots, and plastic barrettes? I was doing that in high school! Doc Martens and flannel were suddenly IN? For GIRLS??  It was Nirvana! (And Soundgarden. And Sleater-Kinney. And all the rest of &#8217;em.) Here, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.spin.com\/articles\/dave-grohl-soundgarden-superunknown-video-influence\/\" target=\"blank\" rel=\"noopener\">Dave Grohl talks about what it was like hearing &#8220;Black Hole Sun&#8221; for the first time.<\/a> That album was huge. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s73.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s73.jpg\" alt=\"s73\" width=\"849\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88996\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s73.jpg 849w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s73-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s73-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s73-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 849px) 100vw, 849px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\n&#8220;Fell on Black Days&#8221; carries us through to the end, it is the ending&#8217;s connective tissue, with its doomsday predictions, its depressive yet aggressive mood, that macho yet somehow recessive Seattle-Boy sound. As the next scene follows, so rich with behavior and Beauty I can barely keep up with what is happening, &#8220;Fell on Black Days&#8221; is that Big Something approaching from out of the darkness, the Thing that no one can see yet, but everyone can feel. <\/p>\n<p><big>15th scene<\/big><\/p>\n<p>What we need to talk about when we talk about this last scene is mood. <i>Supernatural<\/i> was so good at creating overall Mood in these early seasons: a simple combination of music choices, blurred-out dark backgrounds, and gigantic troubled faces \u2026 plus good acting \u2026 all of that adds up to Mood. It borders on camp, let&#8217;s say that, and I find camp extremely pleasing when it&#8217;s done in this way. I mean, Dean&#8217;s bulky leather jacket, collar up, so big he&#8217;s almost lost in it, combined with the dark background and the little fuzzy lights off to the right-hand side \u2026 It borders on self-parody without tipping over into it. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s78.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s78.jpg\" alt=\"s78\" width=\"846\" height=\"475\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88997\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s78.jpg 846w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s78-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s78-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s78-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 846px) 100vw, 846px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nThey seem to create mood by treating each situation seriously, and by paring down the script into its barest essentials. People don&#8217;t over-explain themselves (unless they&#8217;re Monsters in the third act &#8211; then they can&#8217;t shut up!). There are lots of portentous pauses as people share glances, look from one to the other, communing with themselves, their secrets, their angst, and almost reluctantly joining the conversation.  <\/p>\n<p>Ellen&#8217;s insistence on knowing what is going on and what the hell these boys are tracking is met with resistance from Dean, and it&#8217;s fascinating behavior from both Ferris and Ackles. His family instinct and protective instinct is telling him <i>No No No No do not tell these people about Sam&#8217;s visions \u2026 No No No<\/i>. But Ellen has a natural authority over him because she&#8217;s a woman, she&#8217;s maternal (although tough as nails), and she refuses to back down in the face of his attitude. We are ALL involved in this, Dean. It&#8217;s not yours to handle alone (echoing what Sam said to Andy back on the bridge). <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s76.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s76.jpg\" alt=\"s76\" width=\"847\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-88998\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s76.jpg 847w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s76-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s76-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s76-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 847px) 100vw, 847px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Ash has spilled the beans to Ellen on what he had been pulling together for Sam and Dean. The Demon is not &#8220;just&#8221; Sam and Dean&#8217;s. Everyone has lost something to that sonofabitch. Sam and Dean have been raised to be secretive and to hoard information. Bobby has already shown an alternative. Ellen, Jo, and Ash are adding to that. Dean&#8217;s every instinct is a closed door. Sam, who had some time in the outside world, where everyone didn&#8217;t spend the majority of their energy keeping gigantic secrets, is not as threatened. When Ellen asks if they think it was the demon who killed Gallagher&#8217;s mother, Sam says, &#8220;yes,&#8221; and Dean says warningly, &#8220;Sam.&#8221; Ellen&#8217;s eyes are now riveted on Sam, Sam being willing to talk. She ignores Dean and says to Sam, &#8220;Why?&#8221; Dean interjects, &#8220;None of your business.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Maybe my favorite moment in the episode is Ellen&#8217;s reaction. She doesn&#8217;t look over at Dean. She has registered his words, but her eyes remain on Sam. Then she turns to Dean and says, &#8220;You mind your tone with me, boy,&#8221; and it&#8217;s so tough that you understand why Jo obeyed Ellen when Ellen told her to leave the room. Samantha Ferris <i>rules<\/i>. It is such a sharp rebuke that Dean stops, flattened by it. He&#8217;s not completely in charge of himself right now. Sam and Dean have a way of doing things, and they have both clamped down as a reaction to their father&#8217;s death. Ellen and Jo are there (story-wise, anyway) to help keep them open, to stop that process a little bit, to let some air into that bell jar. It makes me think of the great moment between Ellen and Dean, seasons later, when she tells him that the so-called demons called her a &#8220;black-eyed bitch.&#8221; Dean mistakes this for her having been hurt by being called a &#8220;bitch&#8221; and he registers surprise &#8211; &#8220;That&#8217;s a little thin-skinned for you \u2026&#8221; and she clarifies what she meant. I love that moment, it shows how far they have come. It shows his respect for her toughness, and that he is &#8220;allowed&#8221; to say stuff like that to her. And she is &#8220;allowed&#8221; to slap him across the face for not calling her more often. His reaction to being slapped and scolded? A submissive Southern-boy &#8220;Yes, ma&#8217;am.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s a great relationship. It starts here. Everything else is just bratty prelude.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;No secrets or half-truths here,&#8221; she says to Dean. Dean, reprimanded, doesn&#8217;t like it, but subsides. I mean, what else is he gonna do? She&#8217;s formidable. <\/p>\n<p>Sam, who has waited the moment out, explains what they have learned. He also explains about his abilities (all as Dean shakes his head a little bit, hating that this is now &#8220;out.&#8221;) Ellen listens, like a hawk. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I have visions,&#8221; says Sam. &#8220;Premonitions.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Ellen, alarmed, glances at Dean, who quickly glances at her, like a thundercloud of resentment and shame. Yup. That&#8217;s what&#8217;s goin&#8217; on, sister. I hate it.<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s77.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s77.jpg\" alt=\"s77\" width=\"845\" height=\"475\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-89003\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s77.jpg 845w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s77-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s77-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s77-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 845px) 100vw, 845px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&#8220;These people, these psychics, are they dangerous?&#8221; asks Ellen.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;No,&#8221; Dean says. &#8220;Not all of them.&#8221; But he has already established himself as an unreliable narrator. Ellen looks back to Sam for confirmation, and Sam says, &#8220;But some of them are.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Dean finally interjects with something useful, that they have established a little bit of a pattern, that all of the kids had house fires on the kids&#8217; sixth-month birthday, but Sam, reluctantly, as though he wishes he didn&#8217;t have to truth-tell, says, &#8220;That&#8217;s not true.&#8221; Dean is surprised. It&#8217;s not like him to miss something that big, and the fact that he has tells us how discombobbled he is.<\/p>\n<p>Look at this shot of Sam. It&#8217;s an Edward Hopper. Neon. Darkness. A lone figure. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s79.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s79.jpg\" alt=\"s79\" width=\"844\" height=\"474\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-89000\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s79.jpg 844w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s79-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s79-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s79-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 844px) 100vw, 844px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Weber did not lose his parents in a house fire, Sam says, looking from Dean to Ellen and back. Ellen says, &#8220;Which breaks pattern.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>\u2026 Which I can barely process because of the Sheer Level of Outrageous Beauty going on here. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s801.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s801.jpg\" alt=\"s80\" width=\"848\" height=\"477\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-89001\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s801.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s801-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s801-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s801-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s ridiculous, that&#8217;s what that is. I&#8217;m almost embarrassed. Thank God he has on so many layers. <\/p>\n<p>Jo has returned from her mother-enforced errand. Ellen, Dean and Sam have plunged into gloomy silence, and with that, Soundgarden starts surging up again. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Who knows how many of &#8217;em are out there,&#8221; says Dean, joining the group at last. Maybe here, he doesn&#8217;t need to keep his game-face on. Maybe here he is actually among friends. Maybe. It&#8217;s a start.<\/p>\n<p>Ellen says, &#8220;Jo, honey? Better break out the whiskey instead.&#8221; She doesn&#8217;t look at Jo when she gives that order, she keeps her eyes on Sam and Dean. Without breaking down the moment into its different parts, all I can say is that it consistently gives me goosebumps, and it is 90% because of how Ferris says it, and 10% because of Chris Cornell rising from the deep around them. The moment also is a shared understanding that beer isn&#8217;t the proper chaser for bad news of this magnitude. We need the hard stuff for this.<\/p>\n<p>These are serious people. <\/p>\n<p>Suddenly, after all that, we get our first establishing shot of the bar, filmed from above. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s81.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s81.jpg\" alt=\"s81\" width=\"847\" height=\"472\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-89002\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s81.jpg 847w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s81-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s81-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/s81-400x222.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 847px) 100vw, 847px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nIt makes them look vulnerable. Like easy targets. <\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s a hell of an ending because up until then everyone in the scene, Sam, Dean, Jo, and Ellen, have been isolated from one another via close-ups. Emotionally, they are all in separate places. Where Ellen is at emotionally is not where Dean is at, and Sam is not where the other two are at, and etc. The entire scene reflects that separation by being close-up to close-up to close-up (which is where I get overstimulated because it&#8217;s so much behavior, it&#8217;s a huge bowl of Sweet Tarts, and I&#8217;m on my way to the hospital having over-dosed &#8230;) <\/p>\n<p>But now we pull back, way back, and they are together in the frame, a group at last, but they also look like sitting ducks. <\/p>\n<p>It is there the episode ends, four small people huddled at odd vulnerable angles throughout the very dark frame.<\/p>\n<p>Fell on black days, that&#8217;s for damn sure.<\/p>\n<p>\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"420\" height=\"315\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/ySzrJ4GRF7s\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Directed by Tim Iacofano Written by Ben Edlund Sam: You and I are chosen. Max: For what? 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