Previous episode: The Rebel Flesh (1).
Oh, good God. This is shaping up to be breathtaking.
Previous episode: The Rebel Flesh (1).
Oh, good God. This is shaping up to be breathtaking.
Previous episode: The Doctor’s Wife.
Can I just say: they were listening to Muse on the TARDIS. While Rory and Amy were playing darts. MUSE. ON THE TARDIS. Hipsters in space, hooray!
Well, this was… confusing. Basically, everyone was disoriented—including the plot.
Previous episode: The Impossible Astronaut.
For the Doctor, tinkering around in the mechanics of a NASA command module is a bit like putting up an IKEA cabinet—”there’s always a bit left over, isn’t there?”
Oh, dear.
Previous episode: A Christmas Carol.
IN MEMORY OF ELISABETH SLADEN. 1948-2011.
Ooh, this is good. This is extremely very good. Almost entirely too good, if I’m honest. Because the Doctor is dead. Of course, before he kicks the bucket, he spends nearly 200 years being deliberately ridiculous, as Amy calls it: he lets a lovely lady paint a portrait of him, almost-naked, hides under her voluminous skirt, completely naked, gets taken prisoner, escapes, and appears in a Hardy and Laurel movie; all to make sure he shows up in some history books that Amy and Rory end up reading. He even goes and does ‘Jim the Fish’ with River, knowing full well he’s going to die. That is cold, Doctor.
You know, this isn’t nearly as bad as it looks.
Previous episode: The Pandorica Opens.
This was… there are no words. I.. you.. now.. finally… argh! See, there are no words! Well, almost no words, because I’m determined to write the “happy-happy-happy!” review this episode deserves.
If you haven’t seen the episode yet, don’t click the jump, ’cause there will be spoilers. Lots and lots of spoilers. Continue reading
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Images: BBC and Cracktor Who
So. Spoilers. Little Amelia’s going to make an important appearance, the Doctor’s got to somehow manage to get himself back into the action, River somehow survives ‘TARDIS bang bang’.
All in all, these pics aren’t that spoiler-y, but what’s reeally interesting: Is that Dalek set in stone? The cover of the DW Magazine suggests that that’s the case. Hm. Seeing as we’re stuck in Greek mythology already, why not bring back Medusa? The Doctor already made a bit of fun of a statue of Perseus, who had the pleasure of beheading the woman with the snake-y hair, when he visited the Musée d’Orsay together with Amy and Vincent; that might be an idea. Or.. just.. not.
Anyway: my dearest fellow Whovian M. suggested that the voice whispering “Silence will fall” could be Dalek CAAN, or maybe Davros–didn’t these guys kick the bucket in Journey’s End, though? Or am I getting things confused again? In any case, I think it might be the right voice, but I can’t be sure. Anyone else here think that’s possible? Could the Daleks be pretending to be allies, but cheating everyone else on the way again? Could it all, for the fourth time in the new series, be a Dalek conspiracy?
What made me choke back a sob:
Previous episode: The Lodger.
Oh. My. God. Guess who?
This was magnificent. The twists, the turns, the tragedy. Everything. Steven Moffat, I bloody love you. At the same time: Curse you, Moffat! One, for nearly giving me a heart attack, two, for making me sob into my dinner, and three, for the most awesome cliffhanger I’ve seen in.. well, ever. Rory’s back! He’s back because he’s a part of Amy’s history, and because of that dress-uppy photo in Amy’s Roman Britain he’s linked to the cover story—and he’s an Auton, supplied by the Nestene Consciousness. And he shoots Amy. Great. And the director, Toby Haynes, has called this “the death of the Doctor as we know him.” Lovely.
The Doctor: “The Pandorica…”—River: “More than just a fairy tale.” Continue reading
So, I was looking at Blogtor Who’s spoiler section for the series finale, and what I found had me a little flummoxed:
CAREFUL: Spoiler-y pic follows–don’t continue after the jump unless you really want to. Continue reading
Previous episode: The Hungry Earth.
Dear, dear Chris. I’ll be honest with you. It wasn’t completely boring, it didn’t have me look at the clock thinking ‘Oh, how long is this gonna take to get over with itself’, and the question of how they were going to manoeuvre themselves out of the dead sister thing did have me genuinely worried. Needless to say, I cried and cussed when Rory, poor Rory, caught the figurative bullet meant for the Doctor, died in Amy’s arms and, just to top that off, got removed from time and history by the Time Field behind the crack; effectively wiped from everyone’s except the Doctor’s memory. Oh, bloody wonderful. As I said, it wasn’t completely horrible, but this two-parter was the weakest of this new series, when it comes to wonky writing and not-so-sparkly-as-we’ve-enjoyed-before dialogue.
I’ll just get the plot and the writing and acting over with before I come to what’s this episode actually telling and, in some ways, teaching us. Continue reading
Previous episode: Amy’s Choice.
Soo, after I’ve been dutifully crying into my breakfast yesterday morning over the finale of Ashes to Ashes, now on to something a bit more cheerful — if equally chilling. “Onward and Downwards” is the motto of this two-parter; or at least it would be, if Downstairs hadn’t decided to change the beat a little. They’re coming Upwards, and they’re all set to incinerate the human race. Continue reading
Previous episode: Victory of the Daleks.
This is my timey-whimey detector. It goes ‘ding’ when there’s stuff. — Blink
Well, here we are. The first of two episodes featuring the fear-inspiring Weeping Angels — and River Song. Seriously: how awesome is that woman? Ah, I’m getting ahead of myself. I’ll try to stay coherent and chronological, but I can’t promise anything.
It all starts with River blasting her way into a high-security vault, while the Doctor and Amy saunter through a museum — finding the exact same box River is currently (well: 12,000 years before) engraving. And then steal it. Oh, dear.
“There were days, there were many days, when these words could burn stars, raise up empires, and topple gods.” — “…?” – “Hello, sweetie.” Continue reading