Watching the TV series 'Supernatural' (first season) on Hulu, I'm impressed by the youthful beauty of the supposedly fraternal protagonists, and their evident intention of acting (goddamit), which is seldom quite realized, due to their youth and to the generally execrable quality of the scripts and the all around, palpable awkwardness of their (no homo!) relationship as entirely and emphatically butch brothers--intermittently while watching the same show in its tenth season on Netflix: wherein the beauty of the protagonists, especially Sam's, has noticeably dimmed (and Dean threatens to become just a tiny bit potelé), but the acting, as such, is 1000% better, and the writing is positively brilliant, with every now and then a fairly direct allusion to the still utterly girl-less relationship of the brothers, and a much more relaxed attitude about it--befitting the middle of the second decade of the third millennium.
And among all that, I'm watching the great quantity of the great Clara Bow's astonishingly idiosyncratic and marvellously effective silent movie acting--a real treat.
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