Yeah, my one nitpick, was that I had no use for the green, noxious fumes of "hell" or whatever...I didn't need it, Jensen had the whole thing sold with that rasping scream.

But....the suffering is what I can't get over. That at any given moment, for the next four months, I can have the joy of thinking about the fact that while I'm having ice cream - say - Dean Winchester is being tortured in hell.

He's too real and it's too much.