alright @katelrar wanted me to expand on this so Iām gonna expand on it. Iām sure thereās absolutely nothing new to be said here bc this book is three decades old and Iām ludicrously late to the party, but Iām full of feelings and they need to come out and apparently my way of coping with getting really emotional over fictional demons is just to write appalling amounts of meta no matter how repetitive, so here we go.
In the book, Crowley terrorizing his houseplants is, like many things, introduced to us as this comedic little jokey-joke kind of thing like āhaha the demon doesnāt really understand the human thing, he heard about talking to plants so theyāll grow better and misunderstood it and decided it meant scaring them into cooperation.ā Which, obviously, we should know is bullshit from the get-go because if thereās one thing that can be unequivocally said about Crowley, itās that he gets humans, and loves learning about and understanding human things. But, yāknow, Good Omens is an absolute masterclass in the art of unreliable narration, so thatās where we start.
And then when Armageddon gets started and Aziraphaleās been discorporated and Crowleyās just kind of driving around confused and scared and not sure what the heaven heās supposed to do now, when he gets a call on the radio from Downstairs basically saying āhey what the fuck man you fucked up big time and youāre gonna get tortured The Most once we finally do catch up to you, you piece of shit!ā and Crowley finally gets righteously pissed. And his exact train of thought is (paraphrased, because my copy of the book is out in the car and Iām too lazy to go and get it): āIt was the way they talked to you. Like you were a houseplant that had started shedding leaves on the carpet.ā
Book!Crowleyās relationship with Hell is... fractious, for sure. He, like Aziraphale, pays nominal lip service to his employers despite taking a very clear stance against them by choosing the side of Humanity over Hell. Heāll defend his fellow demons, absolutely, because he recognizes that his fellow scrubs at the bottom of the corporate ladder are just keeping their heads down and doing their jobs, but he has beef with upper management in a pretty serious way that he hasnāt been dealing with up until that exact moment because... well, because heās scared to. He knows what the higher-ups in Hell are capable of, and the thought of being on the receiving end of it terrifies him. Crowley enjoys being a demon in a theoretical sense, enjoys provoking and challenging humanity and seeing what theyāll do with the obstacles he throws up in their path, but he doesnāt enjoy working for Hell because heās really not on board with the master plan, and he hasnāt been dealing with that at all.
So if you mostly enjoy your line of work, but you loathe your employer and your direct supervisors are pieces of shit, what are you to do? You canāt retaliate against your bosses directly because thatās the fastest way to get your ass canned (literally, in this case, shoved in a can and left to rot in the Pit for a few thousand years). So you complete the Chain of Screaming by terrorizing your houseplants a little bit.
This, to me, is the crux of Crowleyās journey in the book: his personal code of ethics is in direct conflict with Hellās agenda, and despite spending the entire novel trying in various ways to completely fuck up Hellās master plan, he hasnāt really accepted the ramifications of that. In his own way, heās walking something of a similar line to Aziraphale. Heās more honest with himself than Aziraphale is, and more unwilling to fall in line with something he doesnāt agree with, but heās still trying to maintain an unstable conflict of interests.Ā
And this is what resolves itself when he takes Aziraphaleās hand at the airfield and accepts that if heās really going to commit to defying Hell and being on Humanityās side, heās going to have to stand up to Satan himself on their behalf. The cracks were in the foundations a long time ago, but Crowley acknowledging to himself that heās the houseplant and he hates how Hell treats him is the first real sign that the collapse is imminent.
I think weāve all grasped the fact that show!Crowley is in a... um... different emotional place than book!Crowley. I wouldnāt necessarily say heās any more traumatized or angry than book!Crowley was, just that heās in a different point in his journey. Book!Crowley feels to me like heās made his peace with God, to some extent or another, as much as any demon ever can. Still gonna call out Godās fuckery bc like. demon. Not being on board with Godās bullshit is literally the fundamental tenet of the job. Still, heās already wrestled with that and figured out where they stand, and has moved on to confronting his issues with Hell. Heās not exactly stable or at peace with himself yet, but heās laid at least one major issue to rest by the time the story picks up.
On the other hand, show!Crowley absolutely has not made his peace with God. Show!Crowley is still 100% down to fistfight God at 3AM in a Dennyās parking lot between the dumpster and the beat-up 1999 Chevy Suburban and is also struggling with the complicated feelings about working for Hell that his novel counterpart is working through.
So the reframing of the houseplants not just as an outlet for Crowleyās complicated feelings about Hell, but for Crowleyās complicated feelings about God makes sense for show!Crowley. Crowley stewing in self-loathing over having fucked up the Antichrist switch and then proceeding to launch into a vicious screed against a disobedient philodendron is such a telling thing. This isnāt just venting, this is emotional self-harm. This is Crowley reframing his pain over his Fall and how he still hasnāt resolved this within himself yet, casting himself in the role of God and striking down whoever he pleases for any little transgression whatsoever.
Both versions of Crowley are definitely using their houseplants as a way to deal with issues theyāre not ready to confront head-on. The difference in what those issues are is a fascinating microcosm of how book and show characterizations diverge, but ultimately thatās what both Crowleys are doing. Not the worst coping mechanism ever, I guess, but probably not the healthiest one, either.
Show!Crowley tosses the āFallenā houseplants out to a compost heap somewhere and dumps them there, and if they live or die is up to them, because he is the plants and the plants are him and thatās what was done to him.
Book!Crowley takes the disobedient houseplants out of the flat and lovingly replants them somewhere nice, or gifts them to some human who looks like they could use a plant to talk to, because he is the plants and the plants are him and thatās what he hopes could happen to him.