TEEN OF STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS WOLF 6x01
Creepy forest at night. Adorable argument between teenagers who exist in two states: making out or prelude to making out. This scene will contain both, you can tell, because they are both in it. Tire issues. No one is worried. This is definitely not a horror film.
Cue car approach. This is a cause for worry, because they, too, can hear the soft scream of panic violins. Car is empty. NO, CAR IS NOT EMPTY.
Child: DON'T LET THEM TAKE ME.
Nameless Hot Teenager: *looks at creepy forest*
Nameless Hot Teenager: IS THIS A CREEPY FOREST
Sheriff Stilinski is the law, dropping the h-bomb on this TV-MA show (rated due to teenage makeouts [with tongue], techno, and spotty plots that a young person could fall right into). Stiles and Scott are not perfect crimssolvers apparently and have saved a bunch of helium through unnecessary force. I'm sort of pleased that they are still the numbskulls they were in season one, despite Scott "Heroic Jawline" McCall being all ~*~true alpha~*~ and Stiles's ADHD now being funnelled helpfully into supernatural detective work. Scott likes that the level of crime has sunken way down on the periodic table, but Stiles needs to feel needed. Child is discovered. Child needs to remember something. IF ONLY WE KNEW SOMEONE WITH ANY SORT OF MANICURE BASED MEMORY MAGIC.
Nail fwing! Child's parents are kidnapped by John Wayne horse person. The tempo of mental processing on this show is so strange. A man and a horse appear - SOMETHING IS TERRIBLY WRONG, even before the shotgun starts a-bangin'.
Title sequence. Back to regularly scheduled crime solving 4.0 teenagers. Lydia is a being of light constantly forced to grapple with her greatest strength and weakness, that big ole brain. Lydia touches the car and gets no vibes. Malia leaps out coyote style, then flips back to girl-style. I like that in this show of female fanservice that Malia's nudity is treated as neither a source of special interest or shame.
Lydia: Not dead.
Malia: Not alive.
Stiles: Doesn't anyone need me?
Scott: Maybe they don't need us
Stiles: SURELY SOMEONE NEEDS ME
Scott: It wasn't a magic bullet that blew out this windshield and like totally shattering it
Scott: I mean look at that non-shattered windshield, also hit by a non-magical bullet
Scott: And that non-shattered one
Scott: And that ... non-shattered one
A little Stiles beam flares in the sky: U R NEEDED.
Oh Malia. If you weren't dicking with my Martinski life, I would adore you wholeheartedly. She is being awkwardly photographed while Stiles continues to interrupt her. Are they dating still? I can't remember. Lots of foreshadowing. People keep contradicting Stiles, paperwork is mysteriously not done, THIS IS MAGIC GUYS. For all that lack of actual supernaturality, Stiles's paranoia seems to hit the bulls-eye a lot. I know that's been a trope on a previous season but I can't remember what happened, I think he was an evil fox? That's the thing about this show. I do, in fact, adore many of the characters, and there's much to cherish about the characterization and the efforts made, particularly regarding sexuality, but it's difficult to connect all the dots and the plot isn't written compellingly enough to make rewatching worth it. Scott says some intelligent psych nonsense ("sublimating the stress of graduating by avoiding key milestones") to explain why Stiles has not yet filled out his yearbook photo form, which Stiles OMG REMEMBERS PREVIOUSLY DOING THIS IS SINISTER AF, AF AF AF.
Stiles wants to continue being needed by working on this case. Malia is washing her hair. Lydia is washing Malia's hair. Scott is looking up "sublimate" in a dictionary. Stiles points to that other sexual supernatural teenager. LIAM. LIAM IS THAT BOY'S NAME. And he is making out off screen, which explains what quasi-relevant couple is up to between those important scenes when they look longingly into one another's eyes while "searching for clues" a la Daphne and Freddie. A photo is taken that will definitely not have Stiles mysteriously cut out of it later through magic.
Stiles: I'll let it it go IF YOU EXPLAIN TO ME WHY THIS GLASS IS BLUE
Scott: *brow furrows while he uses 100% brainpower to ponder blue glass*
Probably that isn't funny except that so far this is the great enigma driving Hottinski, that this glass, instead of being clear, is instead barely tinted a pleasant remnant of robin's egg blue, and also that Scott seems to really mull it over, like yeah brah, blue glass, crazy.
HOT FOR TEACHER. Lust pause: it's just nice that this show puts male bodies on display for male and female appreciation, which the variously gendered panting people in the scene can attest to. Schrodinger's cat - because as of last season, this is a ~~science show. WASN'T LYDIA DATING THAT OLDER DEPUTY? WAS THAT WEIRD OR CREEPY? IS HE STILL AROUND? STOP KILLING HER BOYFRIENDS IF SO. Suddenly recalling this because the show seems to have a bunch of twenty-something blonde square-jawed dudes in a freezer that they wheel out whenever a fresh plot twist is needed.
"Has anyone noticed that your geolocation app isn't working?"
Kids these days and their apps.
Dude must be a chimera, because he flat out became invisible to still an old-timey compass. Apparently bullet-memory-magic only affects technologies after a certain point? Why wouldn't affect a compass just as much?
MORE SCIENCE. Randomly Scott is talking to a ballistics expert. Who and where is she? Why is she not like, TEENAGE BOY WHY ARE YOU SO INTO GUNS?
Scott and Stiles try to leave and Lydia's mom reminds him that he cannot leave school higgledy-piggledy any more. Suddenly this is a show where school is relevant to the motivations of the characters beyond sheer geography.
Lydia's getting a premonition. This is one part of the show that I find really well done. Lydia gets these messages that even she doesn't understand, but they contain pieces of clues - and I love that this brilliant girl has this mind that traps her as much as it assists her, which is probably just the show's way of preventing her from being overpowered, the way that tat Hermione Granger effectively figured everything out each Harry Potter book. A TV is fuzzy. Lightning strikes her - but it's just ~brain lightning.
Scott and Stiles leave after a rich full school day to break into the house. All rooms are empty except the boys's. A #1 Dad photo shows the boy WITH NO DAD. (Same, boy. Same.) Is this going to be a Dr. Who rip where John Wayne steals the potential energy of lives that they erase the evidence of? Scott looks at a table with glasses, looks away, AND THEN THERE ARE NO GLASSES ON THE TABLE. He blinks, the way an actor instructed to blink would blink. Stiles sees horse feet under the kid's bed, and looks up to see ... NO HORSE FEET. These are things that would legit creep me out if I were a mystery solving teenager, but so far: glass that is bluer that it ought to be; missing glasses; spectral horse feet; and malfunctioning geolocation apps. The compass led the others there.
John Wayne confronts Stiles in the hall and shoots blue magic bullets at the door. The compass busts. John Wayne winks out, and Stiles notes that this is erasure, not murder. They open the door where the child's bedroom has been emptied.
MARTINSKI.. Stiles is flipping through a "Weird Mysterious Happenstance" book and saying he has a lingering thought that he cannot reach, Lydia tells him a french word that sounds like SAYVAHJ, but has resisted every attempt to google it so far. Enjoyable aside: every Teen Wolf transcript I've found just says [speaking french]. I love that is now a casual part of the show that they spend time together, often initiated by Stiles appealing to Lydia's expertise. It might just be the acting, but Lydia never gives him the how-you-doing look she gave her boyfriends of various moral alignments, and yet there are all these scenes where they are in fear for one or the other's life and she will give him a blank, comprehending look, as she does now when the banshee bell rings and she realizes this is very dangerous. I wish it didn't look so blank. I wish she was more playful, coy, more appreciative of him or more adoring, I worry sometimes that the major moments of the ship take place with Lydia with a blank doll-face. Maybe that will grow, but regardless of whether or not the ship sails I like that there is this deeply intelligent female character with a male character who adores her, partially for that intelligence, without just gripping on her ankle and whispering 'daaaate meeeee.'
Stiles: What does your banshee intuition say?
Lydia: That you don't have to figure it all out right this second!
Stiles: BUT THIS KID NEEDS ME.
Banshee mystery music.
Lydia starts singing Doors lyrics.
Stiles: [*mansplain*] That's the Doors, Riders on the Storm.
Lydia: RIDERS ON THE STORM. JIM MORRISON. WILD PARTIES. WILD HUNT. THEY ARE PART OF THE WILD HUNT. THEY RIDE ON HORSES AND TAKE PEOPLE.
Stiles: LYDIA YOU ARE SO SMART I COULD KISS YOU RIGHT NOW.
Lydia: Do *not* kiss me.
Stiles: *peck on cheek* DID IT ANYWAY.
Not the romance I want, but it might be the romance I need.(Question mark?)
Teenager whose name I already forgot wants to be the alpha when Scott graduates. This is laugh-worthy only because none of these youngin’s knew bad-at-sports Scott way back in S1E1.
Stiles runs up to Scott. Someone is wearing Stiles' jersey. A foreshadow falls on his face.
Lydia texted Malia for help. All the wolfy types smell blood coming in all directions. Future Alpha crashes into the storage closet when he tries to run in. Someone [helium thief?] is in a bloody heap in the vents. Ew.
Building totally rips apart around the child who locked himself in a jail cell. No one remembers Alex. I don't remember Alex. They're worried that Liam and Hadyn (HADYN. HADYN IS HER NAME) are next because they were also on that creepy forest road. Stiles pauses to try to tell scott something meaningful, but Scott tells him to say it later, BUT WHAT IF THERE IS NO LATER GUYS DO NOT SEPARATE.
Mrs. Martin doesn't remember him.
Teenager werewolves don't remember him.
Stiles realizes that he may being erased and that it may have started days ago, the unfilled-out-form, the jersey.
Sheriff Stilinski: Son, you okay?
Stiles: OH THANK GOD
Sheriff Stilinski: Everything will be fine, once you tell me your name
Lydia is the last to forget, and needs to rush off to him to tell him he's in danger. My shipper's heart is going to pretend that it's not her intellect but instead her feelings for him that cause her to hold on the longest. A breathy female cover of Riders on the Storm plays, just surprised it’s not techno. They meet outside while leaves scatter. THANK GOD YOU KNOW ME. I KNOW YOU. Lydia can't see the horse feet. Lydia won't leave him, YES.
Jeep won't start. John Wayne and company look at him, Stiles gives up. Literally no autobiography is about quitting, Stiles.
Lydia, I'm going to be erased, okay? Just like Alex. You're gonna forget me.
I won't. No, I won't. I won't.
Lydia, you will. Just try to find some way to remember me, okay?
Remember how you were the first girl I ever danced with?
Or how I had a crush on you freshman year.
Sophomore year?
Junior year?
Remember how you saved my life?
You saved my life too.
THIS WAS IN THE FUCKING TRAILER AND IT STILL BREAKS MY HEART. And she can't remember him, but SAYVAHJ, or [speaking french], or whatever.. Okay, I love and I hate that Lydia's brain is the source of her problems. There it is, a part of her mind she can't reach, like the barest hints of the premonitions.
I don’t know what I’m doing with this except commemorating a show that, despite my inability to remember enormous chunks of it, has meant a lot.
