How fitting that the eighth anniversary of the airing of The Woman in White falls on a Friday the 13th. The pilot episode of a little show on a little network, Eric Kripke's concept of blue-collar brothers in a hunk of Detroit steel traveling America's two-lane highways, practicing the family business, Supernatural was a collection of B-movie tropes and images. What elevated it above a half-season wonder was the incredible chemistry of the two young male leads, the vision of the creator filtered through a crew used to working on SF shows, many of them veterans of X-Files, the Stargates, Jeremiah, Dark Angel, and other outsider visions of America. The gestalt clicked into place when Kim Manners, veteran director of X-Files and an "actors' director" brought his unique vision on board.
Riding the precarious crest of fan-investment, SPN squeaked through every year's renewal season by the skin of its teeth, until Kripke's five-year vision was realized and he stepped away for other projects, leaving his show in the hands of devoted others.
Through it all, Supernatural has generated thousands of words of meta, fic, and vids, friendships and animosities, factions favoring one character over others, one pairing over others, speculation on future storylines, and frustration with the show's direction.
Personally, I switched channels that first night; horror has never been my thing. It wasn't until a few weeks later that I was bored and surfing for something to watch and landed on Dean playing with Lucas' army men, and caught the idea that maybe this wasn't just about scaring the viewers, that these were interesting characters on a journey of a different kind, and decided to stick around for the ride.
The influence of Supernatural on my life has been immense: the fandom, the friends I've made, the opinions I've listened to, argued with, agreed with, changed my mind about, the vids I've devoured with grins and tears and laughter and astonishment, the meta I've wallowed in, and the avenues through meta, vids, and fic to more open ideas and concepts and discoveries.... it's been a wonderful ride.
I won't say I don't miss the energy of the first few seasons. I won't say I don't miss the youth and sharpness of the characters and the hungry actors. I won't say I don't miss the concepts, ideas, and permutations the show brought to the table. And I won't say that the angels and demons storylines have been my favorite developments. But the show still brings me joy. Still makes me think, prods my emotions, and sparks discussion.
Show--my show, my little show that could. You still can, and do, and I still love you despite your flaws.
Happy Anniversary!
