Whisper, Whisper ONE YEAR AGO! The ONE YEAR AGO!, by the way, looks like it's been lacquered onto the screen with a couple of bottles of Scented Taffy Clear Blue Glitter Nail Polish from Hot Topic, and as wary as I've been of this season's quality before now, this just makes everything worse. Anyway, what follows is the briefest of recaps covering the abortive Armageddon from last season's finale, artfully drained of color and sharply edited to make it look far cooler than it actually was. Well, it looks far cooler than it actually was until they get to the bit where Bastard Adam and Darling Sammy take a tandem header into The Pit Of The Audience's Everlasting Despair, at which point the whole thing goes back to being as lame and insulting as it was the first time around. And when that crap has passed, the scene shifts to remind us of Dashing El Deano's lonely ride back to Cicero, Indiana, as Sam's voiceover urges, "You gotta promise not to try to bring me back -- you go find Lisa, you go live some normal, apple-pie life! Promise me, Dean! Promise me!" Wow. Did I yell about that last season? That whole "apple-pie life" thing? 'Cause, I mean: Who the hell talks like that?
In any event, gritty, grieving, and forlorn Black-And-White Flashback Dean vanishes into the recap-ending darkness, and when his face finally reemerges, everything's gone all bright-and-saturated full-color, so I'm guessing we've arrived in the present. Clad in little more than a grey t-shirt, apparently, and suffering somewhat from the aftereffects of what appears to be yet another in a string of sleepless nights, bedbound Present-Day El Deano rolls his head around on his pillow to avoid getting an eyeful of the sunlight streaming in through the off-camera blinds and almost manages to get the jump on his clock radio before the thing destroys his contemplative early-morning solitude with a series of earsplitting beeps. Almost. Instead, he just tiredly switches off the alarm while leaving the radio on, and the audience can faintly hear the opening lines of Bob Seeger's "Beautiful Loser" as the camera leaps up to the ceiling for a wide-angle overhead of what follows.
Ominously enough, what follows is The Scented Taffy Clear Blue Glitter NOW! materializing at the center of Dean's expensive-looking comforter to mince its tacky way towards the television screen, but that's not important right now, for barely has The Scented Taffy Clear Blue Glitter NOW! appeared when Bendy Lisa stirs around on her side of the bed to shoot her yearlong houseguest a look. By this point in their relationship, all it takes is a glance at Dean's face for Lisa to realize he's spent one more evening staring wide-eyed into the gloom, mourning his past while waiting for the monster that's certain to be lurking beneath the bed to rise up and devour them whole, so she flips her bendy self around to snuggle up close to him, places a hand on his chest, and asks, "You okay?" Dean takes her hand in his own and LIES, "Yeah, I'm good." Nice to know some things never change. Bendy Lisa takes a moment, then decides not to call him on that crap, instead kissing his troubled knuckles and hauling herself out of bed to prepare for another grueling day of downward dogs at her chic Cicero studio, leaving Dean alone to sigh and press an exhausted palm against his overtired forehead while Bob Seeger croons, "Beautiful Loser, where you gonna fall when you realize you just can't have it all?" and do you get it? No, seriously, do you get that Dashing El Deano is both beautiful and a loser who has fallen into the cesspit of Central Indiana due to the fact that he can no longer have it all, whatever the hell that's supposed to mean? Because I have no problems stopping this recap right now to wait for you to catch up. You're good? Okay, then. And next?