My husband is bingeing Supernatural and whenever I’m in the same room sort of watching, I’m basically incredulously questioning everything in the show’s lore. Like. There’s this bureaucracy of angels trying to protect heaven, and I’m like, but God is in heaven so he can kind of protect it, and he’s like, no God left heaven, and I’m like WHAT. And then apparently they kicked Lucifer out of hell, so there’s this lesser demon named Crowley (I can only think of Aleister Crowley) in a gangster suit who’s running it. Purgatory is filled with these man-eating vampires. It’s like someone read all the words in Catholic metaphysics but didn’t bother to find out what any of them meant.