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caffienekitty) wrote2008-04-14 10:58 pm
caffienekitty) wrote2008-04-14 10:58 pm
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SPN Fandom: Faniversary the second
On the occasion of approximately two years passing since Supernatural took over my brain, and two years of having had some thought or done some activity related to this show every single day (and no, that is not hyperbole), I just felt like saying this:
Why I love Supernatural.
-Because Sam is Sam, and Dean is Dean. Through all and everything. Epic world-altering demonic invasions, possessions, FBI, racist trucks, itching powder, death, psychic powers and lost shoes. Doesn't matter, it's all just what is pushing on the boys at the moment; the force they are struggling against. They are true to themselves and they are human, and make irrational choices, or change their minds, or say things they didn't intend and don't know why.
-Knowing that Dean without Sam or Sam without Dean is a very bad thing. It's not all about Sam. And it's not all about Dean. It's about SamnDean. And while some stuff seems to be more on Sam, and some more on Dean, it's still the two brothers. It's always the two brothers.
-Myth and legend and lore that's based on actual legends and lore, so that it feels real enough, but no realer.
-One-shot joke-named background characters that become part of the soul of the series, through the magic that is Jim Beaver.
-Looking at an episode like "Mystery Spot" or "Dream a Little Dream" and seeing the shadows of epic future meta, and knowing that even if I can't put it into words, someone brighter than me out there will manage, because damn this fandom is brilliant.
-Set design and all the hundreds of freaky little background details that hardly ever get conciously noticed but add to the whole experience anyway. Also, there's this car...
-The wardrobe people for making two guys living out of duffel bags re-wear clothing that occasionally looks like thrift-bin treasures, because that's what the characters would wear, adding a very grounding real-world touch to a show about the supernatural world and making the epic pie-chart madness of this fandom possible.
-These two guys from Texas, away from their friends and families, up here in cold, moist Vancouver, acting their freaking hearts out to an audience share that would've got the show cancelled years back on other networks. Not just 'phoning it in' and collecting a paycheque because the show doesn't have a high enough profile to be worth real effort. Crying real tears brought up by mentally putting themselves into the places where tears come from. For the people who do watch this little show, all over the world. For the fans. For us.
-Knowing that, as in any relationship, sometimes I may not agree with what show says, and there will be times when I am so angry at show that I can't see straight, but I know I'll find my way back regardless. Knowing that even when things don't align with the canon that I thought I knew, even if things do a complete 180 from what I'd taken as an indisputable fact, I'll still come back.
-And Kripke. Kripke, bless his little cotton socks, has a vision. And regardless of what that vision is, or where it takes the show, or who it kills off to get there, I trust Kripke to follow his vision. And I want to see it unfold, no matter where it ends. Even if it ends somewhere I don't like and I end up shrieking in all-caps for a week. I'm invested in this series harder and further than any series ever before. I want to know how the story ends, whether it's a tragedy, a comedy, a heroic tale, whether the world is saved or the world burns. Or the zombie hamsters invade. Or rocks fall and everyone dies. I'm in. Wherever it goes. I'm in.
*koff* Yeesh. That ended up waaaaaay schmoopier than intended. :-P Anyway, short version; *glomphs show*
Why I love Supernatural.
-Because Sam is Sam, and Dean is Dean. Through all and everything. Epic world-altering demonic invasions, possessions, FBI, racist trucks, itching powder, death, psychic powers and lost shoes. Doesn't matter, it's all just what is pushing on the boys at the moment; the force they are struggling against. They are true to themselves and they are human, and make irrational choices, or change their minds, or say things they didn't intend and don't know why.
-Knowing that Dean without Sam or Sam without Dean is a very bad thing. It's not all about Sam. And it's not all about Dean. It's about SamnDean. And while some stuff seems to be more on Sam, and some more on Dean, it's still the two brothers. It's always the two brothers.
-Myth and legend and lore that's based on actual legends and lore, so that it feels real enough, but no realer.
-One-shot joke-named background characters that become part of the soul of the series, through the magic that is Jim Beaver.
-Looking at an episode like "Mystery Spot" or "Dream a Little Dream" and seeing the shadows of epic future meta, and knowing that even if I can't put it into words, someone brighter than me out there will manage, because damn this fandom is brilliant.
-Set design and all the hundreds of freaky little background details that hardly ever get conciously noticed but add to the whole experience anyway. Also, there's this car...
-The wardrobe people for making two guys living out of duffel bags re-wear clothing that occasionally looks like thrift-bin treasures, because that's what the characters would wear, adding a very grounding real-world touch to a show about the supernatural world and making the epic pie-chart madness of this fandom possible.
-These two guys from Texas, away from their friends and families, up here in cold, moist Vancouver, acting their freaking hearts out to an audience share that would've got the show cancelled years back on other networks. Not just 'phoning it in' and collecting a paycheque because the show doesn't have a high enough profile to be worth real effort. Crying real tears brought up by mentally putting themselves into the places where tears come from. For the people who do watch this little show, all over the world. For the fans. For us.
-Knowing that, as in any relationship, sometimes I may not agree with what show says, and there will be times when I am so angry at show that I can't see straight, but I know I'll find my way back regardless. Knowing that even when things don't align with the canon that I thought I knew, even if things do a complete 180 from what I'd taken as an indisputable fact, I'll still come back.
-And Kripke. Kripke, bless his little cotton socks, has a vision. And regardless of what that vision is, or where it takes the show, or who it kills off to get there, I trust Kripke to follow his vision. And I want to see it unfold, no matter where it ends. Even if it ends somewhere I don't like and I end up shrieking in all-caps for a week. I'm invested in this series harder and further than any series ever before. I want to know how the story ends, whether it's a tragedy, a comedy, a heroic tale, whether the world is saved or the world burns. Or the zombie hamsters invade. Or rocks fall and everyone dies. I'm in. Wherever it goes. I'm in.
*koff* Yeesh. That ended up waaaaaay schmoopier than intended. :-P Anyway, short version; *glomphs show*