The pimping of Supernatural

Sometimes I feel like I should obsess over something a bit more respectable, like reading my textbooks for instance, or jogging or raising funds for orphan kids. Alas, such respectability is beyond me now for my body houses a shallow mind, so I get excited over TV shows and an actor. (A hot actor, mind you). But then again, why is it not valid to enormously appreciate such things? The amount of work that goes into producing a good television series is surely nothing to sniff at, while acting convincingly is not as easy as it seems. Just look at the number of bad actors there are out there.

Of course, obsessing over things is made easier nowadays with more young people with disposable incomes, the internet providing us with endless facts and figures about our latest obsession, as well as connecting us with fellow obsessees all over the world. Knowing people with similar interests validates your obsession and makes you feel less guilty over it. Plus having somebody scream in a girly-manner with you makes you look less stupid than if you were doing it on your own. Marginally.

So in support over my latest obsession I would like to inform all my lovely readers (yes, all seven of you) about the wonderful TV show that is called SUPERNATURAL. Think of it not only as a patchwork of several old TV shows like The X-Files, Buffy and several B-movie horrors but also as a good old detective buddy show (Chips, Miami Vice), but with brothers instead of partners. Forget your Grey's Anatomy (which is only soap opera in a hospital) and your CSI's (how many dead bodies do you find interesting, you weirdo) and your Smallville (no Superman, just a lot of Supersap) and your Desperate Housewives (are you kidding me?).

Pay attention to what's worth your tv licence or your satellite subscription. Watch two hot young guys kick twenty shits out of evil spirits while saving people's lives and hunting the dastardly demon that killed their mother and one of the brother's girlfriend. Get the pants scared of you when a bloodthirsty ghost comes for your neck. See the growing relationship between two very different brothers who at the heart of it, would gladly die for each other. It's got drama, action, things that go bump in the night, a cool car and plenty of mullet rock for a soundtrack. What more do you want?

Season 2 is halfway through its run in the United States but you can still get your shot of Supernatural on the internet. Season 1 is available on DVD. The good thing about Supernatural is that each episode is a standalone episode, so you don't have to be following it religiously to understand what's going on (unlike that stupid good-for-nothing Lost which teases you but never gives you anything). However, there is a major story arc running through it (the hunt for the demon) but you'll rarely be left hanging on pulling your hair out because of it. (Unlike Lost, which I'm still finding hard to forgive for wasting MY BLOODY TIME).

Why am I promoting this show?

Because I don't want it to end. The life and death of a tv show depends very much on tv ratings and the big American networks don't like to throw money on a show that's only doing moderately well. They want it to be super big. Also, fantasy shows never seem to be a favourite with the television bigwigs, as evidenced by the demise of Dark Angel and Firefly, which despite fan petitions, were axed early on.

So come on you people! Take out your inner geek and watch Supernatural. You know you want to.