Supernatural's season 12 began with the impossible, even in the realm of monsters, demons and angels: Sam and Dean Winchester were reunited with their mother, who died more than 30 years earlier, burning to death on the ceiling as a four-year-old Dean carried his infant brother, Sam, to safety.  
 
Not only was Mary Winchester always idolized by her late husband and son so intensely, Madonna (you can decide between the Virgin and the pop star) would be jealous, it was later revealed that she, in true Winchester form, had made a deal to save her young John’s life, and that was why demon came for her and baby Sammy that fateful night. 
 
But the Winchesters still aren’t ironing their best flannels and booking brunch at the nearest hunters’ bar for a Mother’s Day celebration 34 years in the making, and I can only gather my feels-starved frustration to wonder how it all went so terrifyingly wrong? 
 
The amount of feels to be harvested from this reunion, fraught with love and betrayal, were infinite, and somehow, Supernatural has yet to truly cash in on the brilliantly orchestrated drama they created.  
 
Here's how Supernatural has completely botched Mama Winchester's return...

As it usually does, Monday's Jane The Virgin aired a brilliant and soul-crushing piece of television that was as exquisite as it was devastating.  "Chapter Fifty-Four" saw all of the characters embarking on game-changing journeys and one unexpectedly die.

Thanks to Andy Cohen, Bravo has created some of the most decadent reality TV moments in the genre’s history.  Who can forget the ‘Who Gon' Check me Boo?’ greatness from The Real Housewives of Atlanta, the brutally of the Richards’ sisters limo fight or the ‘Scary Island’ episodes from The Real Housewives of New York that proved that truth is always more terrifying than fiction? 
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There’s another priceless gem to add to Bravo's treasure trove of entertainment: the dueling marriage conferences on Married To Medicine.  

​Here's all the tea about how this priceless event came to be...

It’s not hard to fall in love with Supernatural.  From its game-changing combination of macabre humor, gut-wrenching feels, ride-or-die bromance, classic horror, and dashing leads, there are a lot of reasons why The CW’s sci-fi show about two monster-hunting brothers saving people is the longest drama in WB and The CW’s history--250 of them to be exact.

Supernatural roared into 2017 celebrating its landmark 250th episode, reminding everyone why you don’t mess with the Winchesters.

Something revolutionary happened during last week’s episode of Pitch. The FOX sports drama about the first woman to drafted to Major League Baseball quite literally took a bat to the dangerous Strong Black Woman Trope that television has sustained for decades.

I'm going to keep it 100: I hated the majority of Empire's second season.  It popped-and-locked into the sophomore slump with messy, ill-explained storylines and was jam-packed with guest stars (Chris Rock as a creepy cannibalistic prison kingpin? Sure!).  Luckily, the stacked cast—featuring Emmy nominee Taraji P. Henson, Terrence Howard and Jussie Smollett—was able to elevate the material, so it was at least watchable.  
 
Prior to Wednesday’s premiere, the powers that be made big promises to re-center the lion's share of the focus to the Lyon family.  And like a revitalized singer armed with a divorce album, Empire staged one hell of a comeback. 

I consider myself a professional fangirl, meaning I can flail along with my favorite shows but also be critical of them as well. This task is slightly harder when you’re a Supernatural fan.  The shows' stars are wholly tapped into the fandom, call us family, support us through charitable giving, and share their lives with us.  In nine years since discovering the show, I’ve watched series stars Jared Padalecki and Jensen Ackles grow up, get married, and have children, which severely blurs the line between the professional and the fangirl.  The CW's sci-fi drama feels more like an old friend that tries to rips my heart out and scares the bejeesus out of me than a television show.
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However, when that friend fails to live up to its potential, you want to slap them upside the head instead of writing a stern review.  And a slap just might be the jolt Supernatural needs considering it's slated to live on for another two seasons. 

Despite promising beginnings with a major villain chillingly dubbed The Darkness, and creative triumphs in monster-of-the-week episodes “Baby,” “Just My Imagination” and “Red Meat,” Supernatural’s eleventh season, particularly the last quarter, was wholly disappointing and avoidably problematic. 

It’s been hours after The Flash dropped one of the most jaw-dropping finales in recent memory, and I’m still barely able to can.  In typical “Rip My Heart Out, It’ll Hurt Less” fashion, Team Flash turned in another universe-preserving victory against formidable crackpot, Zoom, Barry professed his undying love to Iris, and then there was that ending. 
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Beware of spoilers below…

Before The CW's Supernatural began its eleventh season, I detailed my lofty wishes for it: embrace its horror roots; crank up the action to compete with the b adassery of The Flash and Arrow; and shine a bigger light on Sam Winchester, who has the reputation as the geeky, weaker younger brother but is just as heroic as the one-liner spitting, pie-lovin' Dean.

​“Red Meat,” a brutal nail-biter of an episode somehow manages to incorporate all of these wishes and more into one brutal and extraordinarily suspenseful hour of television.