After 200 episodes, it’s easy to be a little cynical about Supernatural. There are certainly times when the show feels like a shadow of its former self, but I am in the camp that it is usually better than not. All in all, I think the people who make this show love it just as much as the fans do, and they gave us a humdinger of a episode that was basically a big, love-filled hug to us all. There are too many great quotes and shout-outs for me to mention them all, but I will do my best. The episode is packed!
THEN!
Supernatural was created.
NOW!
Seems as though some ladies at an all-girl high school have decided to put on a show!! Can you blame them?
“There is too much drama in the Drama Department!” (hee) And the drunken drama teacher gets snatched, leaving behind her cell phone and a flower.
And then we get the most EPIC of title cards, every single title card ever. SWEET.
A beauty shot of Dean caring for Metallicar lets us know that Dean is back to his old self, for the most part. And the result of this is, Dean on the look out for a case. “Dean, there is nothing here to even remotely suggest there’s a case” “There is nothing there that even remotely suggests there isn’t a case. Boom.” And the boys are off to Flint, Michigan.
Our suited boys walk into the auditorium of the school and are mortified to see their life being played out on stage, by a bunch of wigged and singing high school girls.
(OMG, I AM TOTALLY IN AT THIS POINT. TOTALLY. WHO WROTE THESE SONGS? YASSSS)
Dean is so pissed. Sam is charmed. (Harvelle’s sign!)
Lots of BM and slash fiction jokes ensue.
Dean gives us his abridged version of what happened in ‘seasons’ 6-9. Awesomely.
After finding out about the Dean/Castiel slash fiction of things, we get a hilarious, fourth wall breaking look from Dean. (I think that may have been Jensen, not Dean, looking out at us.)
The beautiful boys find nothin’, so they jump in the car and leave. “Cas-Dean?” (hee)
Ah, but ladies and gentlemen, there is a case! The next person to quit gets taken by what looks like the same monster as the drama teacher. DUN.
After not convincing the girls that they are the Sam and Dean Winchester (More like a Rufus and Bobby. Maybe.), they think the monster might be a Tulpa, although Sam isn’t convinced.
Insert “horrifying” scarecrow here. HEE.
It’s not a Tulpa, but the goddess Calliope, out to ultimately kill the author of this musical extravaganza. A little Calliope goddess lore lesson from Sammy, leading to the conclusion that the show must go on!
This makes me laugh, over and over
Dean gives a Rent inspired pre-show pep talk, and they are off. The fighting of the monster ensues, first back stage, and then hilariously on stage. Needless to say, the staging is brilliantly high school. And while the actual monster hunt and killing is pretty basic SPN stuff, it doesn’t matter. Because “A Single Man Tear” may be the best song ever.
Marie yells, “No chick flick moments!” and stabs the onstage monster, just as Sam kills Calliope, awesomely spraying the front few rows of the audience with purple monster goo. They love it!
And then the show pulls the old heart strings in the last act of the episode. Marie gives Dean their version of the Samulet, the girls in the last BM scene say exactly what Sam wants to say to Dean, “Carry On My Wayward Son” is sung lyrically by the whole cast, a shout out to poor, doomed Adam in the cage with Lucifer, and I tear up. Weepy Sam and Dean. Dean puts the Samulet on Metallicar’s rear view mirror, and the boys drive off into the sunset. I tear up like a girl, because it is practically perfect.
And then, super exciting cameo at the end. Someone claimed the ticket that Marie left for the publisher. Excited, she runs up to our mystery guest, and blathers about the state of the show. The camera reveals it’s Chuck! He thinks…
SQUEEEEEEE. \o/
QUOTES!
Dean: “You ran tech, Wolverine.”
Sam: “I’m uh, Special Agent Smith. This is my partner, Special Agent…” Dean: “Smith.” Sam: “Smith. No relation.” (Diehard shout out!)
Dean: “There is no singing in Supernatural. …If there was singing it would be classic rock! Not this Andrew Floyd Weber crap.”
Dean: “So Sam came back from Hell. But without his soul. Then Cas brought in a bunch of leviathans from purgatory. They lost Bobby. And then Cas and Dean got stuck on purgatory, Sam hit a dog. Uh, they met a prophet named Kevin, they lost him too. Then Sam underwent a series of trials in an attempt to close the gates of hell. Which nearly cost him his life. And Dean, Dean became a demon. A Knight of Hell, actually.”
Sam: “I don’t understand.” Dean: “Me either.” Sam: “I mean, shouldn’t it be, Dee-Stiel?” Dean: “Really? That’s your issue with this?” Sam: “No, of course it’s not my issue. You know, how about Sastiel? Sam-stiel?”
Marie: “You’re right. If Sam and Dean were real, they wouldn’t back down from a fight. Especially my sweet, brave, selfless Sam. There’s nothing he can’t do.”
Marie: “I used this for my one woman Orphan Black show last year, but it’s gonna have to work for Sam. Writer. Director. Actor. I’m gonna Barbra Streisand this bitch.”
Calliope: “Supernatural has everything. Life, death, resurrection. But above all, family. All set to music you can really tap your toe to. It isn’t some meandering piece of genre dreck, its… EPIC.”
Aaaaaand, there you are. 200 episodes down, who knows how many to go. Did I buy the “soundtrack”? Yup. (It’s only $3.99 on iTunes) Did I cry a little? Yup. Do I hope that the rest of the season is more of Sam and Dean being the awesome brothers they were back in the beginning? I sure hope so, because seeing those two drive off into the sunset is everything I always want from this show.
NEXT! Ask Jeeves, which looks a little like a parody of Clue and Agatha Christie type mysteries. Silliness. Ease back into the heavy stuff, right? I’m good with that.