#2009-may

Asylum 3 Saturday Misha solo

Fan: Um, do you think, um, from a purely platon- platonic, um, end, that Castiel favors Dean a little bit? (audience cheers and claps)

Asylum 3 Sunday Misha solo

(...) Over the past four seasons, the show has evolved from the story of two boys stalking the demon who killed their mother, to a genuinely smart and funny exploration of metaphysics. I don't mean to say the show has gotten boring - far from it. Older, snarkier brother Dean's way of talking about the ambivalence of angels is to tell his winged friend Castiel that he's "being a dick." And he expresses his rage over the angel's unthinking obedience to a God they never meet by calling them "Stepford bitches in paradise." 

Think of it as a heavy metal version of Judeo-Christian paradoxes that are as old as the Bible itself. How can there be freedom in heaven when the definition of paradise is obedience to God? How can humans hope to change their own destinies if they are merely playthings of demonic and angelic forces stronger than they are? What happens to human life when angels declare that it's time for Heaven on Earth? Will there be hamburgers and beer in Heaven? (Actually that last question has been answered with a definitive yes.) (...) [Newitz] asked [Gamble] whether the choice to make the angels into dicks was in the tradition of atheist-leaning novels like Philip Pullman's His Dark Materials trilogy. In that series, the angels are just superbeings jockeying for power in what seems to be a godless universe. She replied:

When you think about it, scary and suspect was really the only viable way to characterize angels on a show like ours. Whatever we do, it has to be scary, and it has to make life harder for Sam and Dean. The only people they can really rely on is each other, or the show just isn't the show.

We've been careful to leave room for agnosticism when we talk about God. There's no direct line to answers about His existence— at least not in the first four seasons. And in my mind, there's been lots of room for atheists to stay on board. First of all, no one's trying to convince anyone of anything; we're just here to entertain you. Second— even some of the angels doubt God's around, so join the club.

I think at the end of the day, we're trying to tell a story about humanism. We come out suspicious of organized anything. We're for individuals with balls and a strong moral center telling bureaucrats from heaven and hell to fuck off. That's where the fun is.