Soooooooooo obsessed with this show right now. I am a puppy dog at my mail box, waiting for my next Netflix SUPERNATURAL DVD to be delivered. It's pathetic. What has my life been reduced to?
The second season is the same...but different. There's a lot of deeper stuff going on besides the first season's urban legend/folk tale layout. Now, the mythology is really coming into play, and it has delivered some extremely satisfying (and obsession-worthy) moments. There's a lot of characterization and, dare I say even a more mature brand of storytelling?
Yes, the season does include a retread of THE OTHERS/THE SIXTH SENSE with the episode about the ghost who doesn't know she's dead. But you know what? That episode was still awesome, and it went for broke on the emotional scale. And the episode with the female werewolf? That wasn't me getting a lump in my throat at the end when Sam had to kill her.
And I can't even tell you the highs and lows I experienced during the two-part finale. Sam. OH, SAM! And Dean's sacrifice? Give me more Kleenex! I couldn't believe what was happening, and major hats off to the writers, creative team, and actors for kicking ass here, having the juevos to go where they went. TV--hell, storytelling--doesn't get better than this: a mix of great action, pathos, and epic stakes.
I just watched the beginning of season three last night, and I have to say that I already hate Ruby and Bela. I don't know how long they're going to hang around, but I want Bela gone. When I found out Ruby was a black-eyed pea, I was more accepting of her, but I can't stand her smugness. Bring back Jo.
However, I have to say that Ruby does have a very functional part in the mythology--she can help Dean. Damn it, that means she's going to hang around.
I'll be back to report when I finish season three, which is way shorter because of the writer's strike. Then I've got lots of catching up on hulu.com for season four....