Recap: Supernatural, Episode 6.22 – The Man Who Knew Too Much

Okay, so…I just want to put this out there. I liked what they did with Sam. A lot, actually. But. I wish Dean had been able to play a bigger role in that storyline here in the finale.

The thing I struggle with sometimes is that I have attached myself to these characters as if they’re real people and in control of the direction they go when in fact there are writers in a big white room somewhere deciding their fate. And so I work to see the ‘why’ of this and the ‘reason’ for that when sometimes I just can’t because the filter I see the world through doesn’t mesh well with the filter the writer sees the world through and I end up going well, okay, if that’s the way you want it…I would have done it differently, though.

So, because this is not my story, I’m entertained with the way it turned out. However, I do wish Dean had been able to do more with the one thing he’d fought so hard for all Season: save Sam. He gave up everything to get Sam back – he died for Sam’s soul. Yes, he came back but at what cost? And what a risk. They put so much emphasis all season on Dean’s role being Sam’s brother. Protect Sam, leave Lisa and Ben for Sam, center his life once more around Sam. And I’m actually quite happy with that – not saying I wouldn’t want both of them to have something outside of hunting and each other, but if this is their destiny, then so be it.

But, they put Dean through all of that all season only to force him to sit next to his comatose brother, in a protected Panic Room, and do nothing to save him. No deal with Death to reconstruct the wall. No dreamscaping to help Sam fight his demons. Nothing. When it came to Sam in this finale, he just had to wait and watch. That was a little disheartening. Thank goodness there was this Purgatory thing they had to deal with, huh? *smiles*

Anyway, enough about how I wish it had been done. It’s not about me. It’s about them. And where we are with them is back in Sam’s mind. He’s driving the Impala and the same Rolling Stones song is coming from the radio. He asks the Girl (and I don’t think we ever did get her name, did we?) if she smells whiskey – showing that parts of reality are sinking in through his consciousness.

She’s still shaken up from the fact that they were shot at. He’s managed to convince her that she’s safer with him and that they just need to get to Bobby’s.

Back in reality, Dean is shining a light into Sam’s eyes, checking for pupil reaction I assume. In the dreamscape, Sam flinches back from the light and slams on the breaks. It’s light outside.

Sam: No way.

He gets out the Girl follows him.

Sam: It was night, and now it’s day.

Girl: It was always day.

Sam: What the hell is going on here?

Girl: I’m all filled up on crazy. I’ll see ya!

She starts to stalk off (going where, I’m not sure, since they’re in the middle of nowhere surrounded by woods) and Sam hears a noise off in the trees. He stops her and tells her to get in the car, indicating there’s someone/something over in the trees. He heads to the trunk, seeing the cache of weapons – and it wasn’t the nicely organized cache, either, it was like a total jumble of guns. He grabs a shotgun and what looks like Dean’s Colt and heads into the woods.

Because that’s smart.

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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