Recap: Supernatural, Episode 6.18 – Frontierland

But he loses this hand and next thing we know the boys are clomping down the stairs and Sam is acting like a 12-year-old girl (but looks awesome…especially the belt buckle), “This is stupid. I look stupid.”

He looked cowboy, but not so much 1800s as I thought he would. Jeans, white shirt with westernish shoulder patches. But, like I said, I liked the buckle.

Dean, God bless ‘im, is dressed in a serape and a white-trimmed dark shirt with a brown vest. He looks like he snagged clothes from both the sets of John Wayne’s The Searchers and Clint Eastwood’s Outlaw Josey Wales. But I thought his hat looked awesome—it’s tipped down perfectly to shadow his eyes. The only drawback was the stampede strings. Made him look sixteen.

Bobby (to Dean): You goin’ to a ho-down?

Cas (to Dean): Is it customary to wear a blanket?

Dean opens his mouth to explain that yes, this is traditional western wear (in movies, anyway), but gives up with a, “Let’s just go.”

Bobby gives them the dragon gold (which answers my question from the ramble after The French Mistake when Dean said they were broke again and I wondered how they’d spent all that dragon gold so fast) saying that where they’re going, they don’t take plastic. Cas says he’ll send them to March 4th to give them enough time.

Dean (like the total cowboy dork he is): See you at high noon, then.

Sam…is suddenly wearing a green jacket (which I thought looked totally non-1800s, honestly, but, hey, what do I know) and Cas zaps them back with his magic fingers. They’re in Sunrise, WY, with mud, gunk, tumbleweed, and empty space all around them.

Dean (giddy): Now we’re talking.

Back in the now, Cas has to leave and tells Bobby to pray for him in 24 hours and he’ll return. Bobby says he’ll pray for everyone. Which got me thinking (totally random, btw), in this ‘verse, God’s left Heaven. So…who listens to everyone’s prayers? Especially if the angels are so busy fighting each other and, aside from Cas, apparently care not a bit about the human race? Not a very bright thought. Moving on.

Bobby sets a timer in the now. Sam sets a timer (on his watch) back in the old west. And one advantage to Time Travel via Angel Transport is that they can bring things from now back to then. In Somewhere In Time, it was a coin from his own time that sucked Richard away from Elise. Whoops.

Dean suggests that they go to the saloon to talk to the locals.

Sam: Sure. Whatever, Sundance.

HA! Nice one, Sammy. Although, I always thought Sam would be Sundance and Dean would be Butch. But this works, too. *grins*

Dean: Think we’ll have time to hit on the saloon girls? Kidding!

They start forward and Sam immediately steps in manure.

Dean: You know what that’s called?

Sam: Yeah, it’s horse sh—

Dean: Authenticity.

Hee! He was such a kid. I loved it. I loved seeing that glint in his eye. He hadn’t had a reason to have it in such a long, long time. It was just like the moment he got the Impala running again and opened her up on the road in Bloodlust. Hee. Again.

Sam pulls his hat on (black) and tries to drag his boot in the scrub grass to rid himself of the manure as they make their way into town. As they get there, they stand in the back of a small crowd staring up at the gallows pole where the Judge is reading a sentence. Elias Finch was being hug for the murder of his wife. And Elias looked familiar to me, but I couldn’t place the actor—so if you know who he is, lemme know.

The last words of the condemned are delivered with at full-on creepy smile: “You’re gonna burn for this.”

The music in the background as they pull the lever and Elias falls to a squishy-sounding crack reminded me of The Young Riders, a TV show about The Pony Express back in the ‘90s that I was totally nuts over.

The boys make uck faces as Elias is hung and Dean remarks, sarcastically, “Good times.” Sam ID’s the sheriff and says that they should talk to him about finding Samuel Colt. A grungy old local tells Dean “nice blanket” causing Dean to grudgingly remove his serape. He looked better without it, though he does walk away from the hanging with a total pouty-face.

Gaelicspirit

Gaelicspirit is a storyteller. She is a recent addition to Whedonverse Network, but has been writing and posting recap/reviews of Supernatural on LiveJournal since 2007. She works as a freelance writer and consultant in the real world, and is ever-connected to the six-degrees of Joss Whedon.

Gaelicspirit

Gaelicspirit is a storyteller. She is a recent addition to Whedonverse Network, but has been writing and posting recap/reviews of Supernatural on LiveJournal since 2007. She works as a freelance writer and consultant in the real world, and is ever-connected to the six-degrees of Joss Whedon.

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