Yes, I'm still dwelling on the premiere.
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apocalypsosOnce again, missyjack knocks it out of the park in terms of SPN meta.
So that fic I wrote yesterday, right? I sort of had to ... I don't want to say "vent," because it's not the right word for it. That said, I feel like people are dwelling so much on the fact that not telling Dean Sam's alive is a horrible thing to do (which isn't a bad thing, and is certainly true) to also recognize that telling him isn't all that easy or kind to do, either.
Okay, let me put it this way. It's like my mom. My mom had a stroke, and didn't go to the hospital. And then she called me up the next day and chitchatted with me for ten minutes before saying, "Oh, by the way, I think I had a stroke." At which point, I replied, "Oh, my God, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! You don't tell your DAUGHTER something like that over the PHONE." This isn't a stroke. This is "Sam's alive." I know we're all thinking, "YAY!", but Sam's thinking, "... oh, fuck," because in terms of Dean's happiness he's not seeing it the same way the rest of us are, because he is, in point of fact, a flaming moron.
The problem with Sam is that, going by terms of "Sams we've seen separated from his family," Sam is the sort of unmitigated Winchester dipshit who thinks he sent Lisa and Ben a Dean-version of Stanford era!Sam. Sure, he was mad and upset at his family, but he had a normal life, and because he had a normal life he would get over the hurt. (As I mentioned in the story, Sam martyred the concept of a normal life when he martyred Jess. It's wonderful! It's perfect! Aaaaaaand he doesn't get to have it.)
Except he didn't send Lisa and Ben a Dean-version of "Stanford era"!Sam, he sent them a version of thirty-minutes-into-"Mystery Spot"!Sam, whose entire family is dead and who'd be even more profoundly fucked-up on the road than he already is at the Braeden house -- and he's pretty decently fucked up there as it is.
Meanwhile, there's Dean, who's been to Hell and came out TOTALLY fucked up and would completely understand if Sam had issues ... except that, er, Sam's in heavy denial or he's already worked out those issues elsewhere. It has been a YEAR, after all.
So what you get when we suffer through the Great Winchester Anti-Hug is two stubborn stupid Winchesters who are at two entirely different points than they think the other is. Sam thinks he's getting a hug from fairly-okay-"Pilot"!Sam, when what he's actually getting a hug from is heartbroken-end-of-"Mystery Spot"!Sam. And Dean thinks he's hugging crying-woobie-Hell-tears!Dean, when who he's actually hugging is rehymenated-cheeseburger!Dean.
All of which is the penultimate display of why the entire episode is so profoundly unsettling and uncomfortable -- because on an emotional level, Dean is driving to Montreal to meet Sam, but Sam is in Tallahassee, which would be okay if Sam weren't driving to Salt Lake City because that's where he thinks Dean is.
... oh, and the Campbells are still creepers. The End. :)
So that fic I wrote yesterday, right? I sort of had to ... I don't want to say "vent," because it's not the right word for it. That said, I feel like people are dwelling so much on the fact that not telling Dean Sam's alive is a horrible thing to do (which isn't a bad thing, and is certainly true) to also recognize that telling him isn't all that easy or kind to do, either.
Okay, let me put it this way. It's like my mom. My mom had a stroke, and didn't go to the hospital. And then she called me up the next day and chitchatted with me for ten minutes before saying, "Oh, by the way, I think I had a stroke." At which point, I replied, "Oh, my God, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! You don't tell your DAUGHTER something like that over the PHONE." This isn't a stroke. This is "Sam's alive." I know we're all thinking, "YAY!", but Sam's thinking, "... oh, fuck," because in terms of Dean's happiness he's not seeing it the same way the rest of us are, because he is, in point of fact, a flaming moron.
The problem with Sam is that, going by terms of "Sams we've seen separated from his family," Sam is the sort of unmitigated Winchester dipshit who thinks he sent Lisa and Ben a Dean-version of Stanford era!Sam. Sure, he was mad and upset at his family, but he had a normal life, and because he had a normal life he would get over the hurt. (As I mentioned in the story, Sam martyred the concept of a normal life when he martyred Jess. It's wonderful! It's perfect! Aaaaaaand he doesn't get to have it.)
Except he didn't send Lisa and Ben a Dean-version of "Stanford era"!Sam, he sent them a version of thirty-minutes-into-"Mystery Spot"!Sam, whose entire family is dead and who'd be even more profoundly fucked-up on the road than he already is at the Braeden house -- and he's pretty decently fucked up there as it is.
Meanwhile, there's Dean, who's been to Hell and came out TOTALLY fucked up and would completely understand if Sam had issues ... except that, er, Sam's in heavy denial or he's already worked out those issues elsewhere. It has been a YEAR, after all.
So what you get when we suffer through the Great Winchester Anti-Hug is two stubborn stupid Winchesters who are at two entirely different points than they think the other is. Sam thinks he's getting a hug from fairly-okay-"Pilot"!Sam, when what he's actually getting a hug from is heartbroken-end-of-"Mystery Spot"!Sam. And Dean thinks he's hugging crying-woobie-Hell-tears!Dean, when who he's actually hugging is rehymenated-cheeseburger!Dean.
All of which is the penultimate display of why the entire episode is so profoundly unsettling and uncomfortable -- because on an emotional level, Dean is driving to Montreal to meet Sam, but Sam is in Tallahassee, which would be okay if Sam weren't driving to Salt Lake City because that's where he thinks Dean is.
... oh, and the Campbells are still creepers. The End. :)
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Date: 2010-09-27 12:29 pm (UTC)