I remember forgetting the ending to Devour, and I'm pretty good with that. I knew the ending before I watched it, and then watching it erased it from my brain.

I don't remember it, either, but I know it pissed me off a lot less than MBV's ending.

Boys need to make some non-horror movies (much as I love horror). And no more movies about cheesy painters, either.

Yeah--at least I managed to get through the horror movies. Stonehenge Apocalypse is the only one I enjoyed, and the Christmas Cottage I couldn't finish.

Action where they're the hero, or something where they get a sex scene--or both. But I'm not quite ready to give up the security of Show for it yet. I'm selfish and smallminded in that regard.

Oh, I'm not either. I realized the other day (as if this should be a revelation -- you think you're an emo fangirl) that one day the show will end, and then not only will I have no more Sam and Dean, I won't get any more updates on Jared and Jensen's shenanigans, or future children, or whatever.

I couldn't finish The Christmas Cottage or Stonehenge Apocalypse. But I'm willing to try the second one again either drunk or with some weed, for sure.

I not only finished Stonehenge Apocalypse, I discovered a couple days later that I regretted deleting it, and quickly illicitly obtained a version of it and saved it on my TiVo so I can rewatch as desired. Yet? 10 Inch Hero? Still unwatched. I don't know what I'm waiting for. It's, like, the only movie any one of them has done that people say is any good. Maybe that's it? I'm afraid of not suck?

I guess--I was lucky to segue from the Whedonverse into Supernatural. There wasn't really a gap there where I felt I didn't have anyplace to put my fangirl feels. I do not expect that to continue after Supernatural ends. Part of me isn't sure I can even do this another time. But I want to! It's the normal state of things. But spinning up for a new show! (Movies don't count--they're blips on the radar, not consistent crests) That's hard--I have fun with the Teen Wolf or the Leverage (which isn't supposed to last much longer--don't tell anyone I told you that...) or whatever, but it's not the same. And that's for good and ill.

What happens when I don't have at least one half of a pairing appearing in 22 episodes a year anymore? Who will I be?

MBV is the movie where Jensen accidentally clocked Kerr Smith in the face with a pickaxe handle, so on the basis of that alone the movie justified its existence.

I heard Jensen tell that story, Matt. Good times.

Part of me isn't sure I can even do this another time.

That's my problem. I mean, I thought I was a huge, hardcore Whedonverse fan, and I am to various degrees, but my Supernatural fannishness? A little startling, even to me. I think my instinct is I probably *shouldn't* do this again.

I love Leverage, and I love White Collar, and I love Justified (which probably comes closest to the level of emotional angst I apparently need), but they're all too short, frankly. There's only so far I can go as a fan with twelve episodes here and twelve episodes there.

I think I'm in the process of emotionally disengaging from SPN and transferring my mania to Teen Wolf.

I would love to see what SPN would have to do (or how I would have to change) in order for me to emotionally disengage. I think Teen Wolf is all sorts of fun, but it's never going to make me gasp and cry and cheer in the Pavlovian way Supernatural can. This I predict. Kripke has rerouted neural responses in me that will take years and repetition to undo. Carry On Wayward Son, Renegade, Knocking on Heaven's Door? I appreciate any show's attempt at trying, but I don't know if I have it in me to do that again. I don't know if I can break for characters the way I broke for the Winchesters (and Harvelles, and Singers, and odd angel...) again. Or cheer.

I feel the same way. Now I get what all those Smallville fans were doing in S17 or whatever. I'm in this till the end.