Well, with a title like that, what else can you possible expect from this episode besides magic? And it’s magic galore, along with some very heavy-hitting anvils of future DOOM for our brothers (And some more undertensions of gayness….seriously…they’ve been racketing up the bromance this season, as well as the angel loving)
So this time around we’re following the Amazing Jay (not the Amazing Race, which I think is just a little more Amazing Jay…but not as great as the Amazing Yellow Line….but that’s another story). Jay is old, washed up and over the hill. Him and his friends all enjoy the classic magic tricks which people sued to rush to see, but are now overshadowed by today’s young’uns, with their flashy sparkles, fireworks and emo eyeliner. And yeah, they’re so taking the piss out of Criss Angel here, but I wonder if this is something that is more American based, because while I have heard of the guy, I’ve never seen any of his work. And neither do I care. But I digress. Because the story isn’t about Criss Angel, it’s about Jay!
Jay’s ready for his final curtain, and decides to perform one of the trickiest moves for his show – attempting to escape iron clad straps before the spiky thing falls on him, piercing him to death. And yeah, he fails, because they’re too tight…..and it drops…and out walks Jay. In one piece.
Outside, another douchebag of a magician keels over, bleeding from little spikes all over his body. Uh oh.
So, our boys rock up in town and start investigating and get screwed over by the old-timers…heh. They send Dean to meet this guy at a random address…and he walks into a dungeon-esque room, and out walks a large bulky man, in tight leather and straps with a whip, asking Dean for his safe word. Oh dear. Oh, that amused me to no end. Of course, we still have no idea how our bow-legged friend got himself out of that one. J
So, Jay performs another trick, and again seemingly fails, but walks away scot-free…and another douchebag of a magician dies in his stead. While our boys think another grim reaper spells, we discover Jay’s oldest friend, Charlie, actually has a grimmoire, is immensely old (and now looking bloody young) and did all of this to stop Jay from dying, because he wants them to be immortal forever. Together.
Huh. How many anvils did you count in that last sentence alone?
So, as Charlie strings Dean up and strangles and places Sammy on the table, straps him in and prepares to..well….puncture him to death, Jay sees his friend’s behaviour for the madness and kills him himself. And then is devastated by what he just did. And lo and behold, instead of another scenic little tête-à-tête, we have Dean sleeping (underneath a blanket this time so he’s slowly coming back to…err…life) as Sam sneaks out to meet up with Ruby, telling her he’ll do whatever it takes to get rid of Lilith, because he doesn’t want the rest of his life to be hunting…and he doesn’t want either him or Dean to die any time soon, and the only way to do that is by stopping Lilith. Oh Sammy. Did you not get any of those heavy anvils dropping left, right and centre? That’s exactly what did Charlie in! He didn’t want to grow old and watch his friends and die and oh there’s no point. Sam’s as stubborn today as when he drank that bloody demon’s blood. Bring on the devastation and torture!
