Welcome to a place full of happiness and tears. I am posting about Supernatural, Jensen Ackles, Misha Collins, Jared Padalecki, Sherlock, Game of Thrones, Kitties, Lost, Grey's Anatomy, Wolves, Robert Fucking Downey Jr., Jensen Hottie Ackles, Cats, Parks and Rec, How I Met Your Mother, Big Bang Theorie, Cuteness, Harry Potter, The Hunger Games and other awesome stuff I happen to like. It is sad and so happy... all at once. I am not crazy. Not really.
I took my little brother (who falls on the autism spectrum) to see Guardians of the Galaxy and after this scene he lit up like a Christmas tree and screamed “He’s like me! He can’t do metaphors!” And for the rest of the film my brother stared at Drax in a state of rapture.
So for the last 6 days I have heard my brother repeatedly quote all of the Drax lines from the movie verbatim (one of his talents), begin studying vocabulary test words, and tell everyone he knows that people with autism can also be superheroes.
Now I am not saying that Drax the Destroyer is, or was ever, intended to be autistic. All I am saying is that it warmed my heart to see my brother have an opportunity to identify himself with a character known for his strength, badassness, and honor. And that is pretty damn awesome.
So while I adored Guardians of the Galaxy as a great fun loving film with cool characters I can do nothing but thank Marvel Studios and Dave Bautista for finally bringing a superhero to the screen that my little brother can relate to.
Let’s all just take a moment to appreciate that Crowley has a portrait hanging in Hell of himself wearing a Nazi-style uniform with a pitchfork where the swastika would be.
Let’s just all take a moment to appreciate the fact that this was the first time that Misha saw that picture
There is nothing about this that isn’t funny.
I love how he almost, ALMOST breaks character for half a second.