Two days of sleep, herbal tea, and Supernatural.
Yes, that’s right. I binged watched Supernatural while I was ill.
Based simply on the fact that the actors who play Sam and Dean Winchester are HAWT with a capital H, I can justify watching that show.
But it’s more than just the hunky good looks of Jensen Ackles and Jared Padalecki that make me watch episode after episode like a junkie going on a beefcake binge.
The acting is incredible!
Ah, you laughed.
Well, tell me, could YOU really deliver a line like “I’ve been tortured by the devil himself so you, you’re just an accent in a pantsuit. What can you do to me?” without cracking a grin?
It’s all so surrealistic it’s IMPRESSIVE that Jared and Jensen can deliver their lines and be even SOMEWHAT believable!
I can’t help but picture their director, trying to give them guidance. . . “Ok. What we’re doing here is reanimating a Nazi army of necromancers and you two have to defeat them.”
I’m reminded of a comedian who was asked in an audition to get really excited about BEEF STEW.
So he screamed, “BEEF STEW!” at the top of his lungs.
There’s no precedent for what the actors on Supernatural do and so I’m amazed that they manage to pull it off believably.
My personal aside is that Jensen Ackles is a BRILLIANT actor and his portrayal of Dean Winchester is SPOT on.
It doesn’t hurt that he has the most symmetrical face in Hollywood.
No it doesn’t.
What I wouldn’t give to see Sam and Dean stripped out of their tight shirts and tighter jeans, sharing a hotel room with double beds, a buxom blonde and a busty Asian beauty (per Dean’s preferences).
Oops! My bad.
That’s just my devilish fantasy.