In fact, it's a continuation of a similar story.
So, we finish dinner and depart (the paradoxical spoon in pocket) to a club. We meet up with more people, have fun and generally enjoy ourselves, before "moving onto a nightclub". The "Nightclub" turned into Dave's flat, where we watched How to Train Your Dragon followed by Supernatural. Everyone there proceeded to alarm Dave when we predict the entire story based SOLELY on the first five minutes of the first episode.
All in all, it was a brilliant night, right up until we reached the episode called Wendigo.
Bit of background first off.
A Wendigo is a creature from the Algonquian people. Supposedly, if you're trapped in the woods of Canada and eat the flesh of another human, the Wendigo spirit will take possession of your body, giving you super-strength, immortality and immunity. Sound like a good deal? It's not. It also leaves you with an addiction to Human Flesh and, unlike smoking, you cannot get "beat" this one. You'll keep eating human flesh and the more flesh you eat, the more the Monster takes over you. Sound like fun? Go to Canada with a slow friend and eat him. If it works, let me know. If it doesn't, turn yourself over to the authorities.
Anyway, back to Supernatural.
In the episode, the "Wendigo" looked like this:
I am sorry BUT THIS IS NOT A WENDIGO! A Wendigo looks like this:
This is basically a Werewolf:
with a lot of these thrown into the mix:
These are Steroids... |
It is not THIS:
THAT is this guy:
after he's let himself go, lost his cool tunic and in absolute desperate need of a manicure (Granted, the Master could do with one as well, if I'm honest).
That said, Supernatural is a good series. I enjoyed the episodes I watched and will probably be buying the series on DVD. I fully recommend it to other lovers of a Fantasy series.
Live Long and Prosper
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