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“The Doctor’s Wife” – Review: Redux

Idris “It’s me. I’m the TARDIS.”
Doctor “No, you’re not. You’re a bitey mad lady. The TARDIS is up and downy stuff in a big blue box.”
Idris “Yes, that’s me. A type 40 TARDIS. I was already a museum piece when you were young. And the first time you touched my console, you said…”
Doctor “I said you were the most beautiful thing I’d ever known.”
Idris “Then you stole me. And I stole you.”

The Doctors Wife

It is easy to chuck criticism around on the internet. For us bloggers, to sit in our darkened rooms fiercely tapping away at keyboards to spread our vitriol around the web to anyone willing to listen every time something happens that raises our heckles one iota above our arbitrary safe levels, it is second nature. At least, that is how it can appear. Secure in our anonymity and with ultimate control of our little corners of the world wide web that we call home pages, it is sometimes all too easy to criticise. We are spurred on by our heroes of criticism like Charlie Brooker and Mark Kermode who are both brilliant in their own way and highly professional in what they do, but they have turned acerbic commentary into an art form of the spoken word to which far too many of us seem to aspire. Is it really so much easier to produce entertaining critiques when you take a stance firmly against your chosen subject matter? Continue reading

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“The End of Time: Part 2” – Review: Redux

Doctor “I don’t want to go”

The End of Time Part Two

The king is dead, long live the king! In this case, the former is Russell T Davies and the latter Steven Moffat who wrote the final, post-regeneration minute or so of RTD’s swan-song opus, “The End of Time”, shown in two parts on Christmas Day 2009 and New Year’s Day 2010. Now that we see the baton being well and truly handed over it is a good moment to dwell for a moment on my little re-analysis of these early years of the Doctor’s resurrection. The 60-episode era really does stand up well. I went in to the process a little unsure about what I might find: would the magic still be there after eight years? Would Eccleston and Tennant compare favourably to Smith, or would Moffat’s fairy-tale take on the mythology outshine its predecessor? There will be time enough for that another day, but in isolation this was as perfect as something so diverse could be, and the end of Tennant, the end of Russell T Davies, and “The End of Time” were wrapped up as perfectly as anyone could’ve hoped. Continue reading

“The End of Time: Part 1” – Review: Redux

Doctor “Even if I change it still feels like dying. Everything I am dies. Some new man goes sauntering away… and I’m dead.”

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As the world holds its breath waiting to find out which episodes that the BBC is going to announce have been returned to the Doctor Who archives, it falls to me to continue with this marathon of new episodes. And so it is that I fire up the old Blu-ray and get to grips with “The End of Time, Part 1”. Together with its second part, this was a massive tapestry of plot threads that needed to be woven together and developed into a coherent whole, it might just have been the most complicated Doctor Who tale of all in the five years of Mr Davies’ stewardship that we have enjoyed. It began with Wilf, the adorable Bernard Cribbins acting his socks off to widespread if not unanimous praise, being drawn into a church during a choral performance. A mysterious woman, played by Claire Bloom, appeared and talked to Wilf in portentous and somewhat vague terms about the Doctor. This was the first of a number of visions that this woman made to Wilf before finally being revealed as a Time Lady in the service of (but rebelling against) the Lord President of Gallifrey during the climax of the adventure. Continue reading

“The Waters of Mars” – Review: Redux

The Doctor “Yes, because there are laws. There are laws of time. Once upon a time there were people in charge of those laws but they died. They all died. Do you know who that leaves? Me! It’s taken me all these years to realise that the laws of time are mine. And they will obey me!”

Waters of Mars

Okay, two bits of housekeeping to start with. Firstly, I appear to have had this blog post scheduled to be published in the middle of the afternoon today, which WordPress duly did faultlessly. However, I had only had my placeholder ready rather than any review or anything worth reading. To those who clicked through to their undoubted bemusement, I apologise. Secondly, what a day to be a Doctor Who blogger, or indeed a fan of the show! News has been bubbling around for the last few months about a find of lost episodes. I am deliriously happy right now at the rumours and news that I am hearing. This 50 episode blog will be interrupted with a special update very soon indeed. For now though, on with the show. Continue reading

“Planet of the Ood” – Review: Redux

Ood Sigma “I think your song must end soon.”
The Doctor “Meaning?”
Ood Sigma “Every song must end.”

Planet of teh Ood

The previous Ood appearance in Doctor Who, back in Series 2′s “Impossible Planet” / “Satan Pit” double bill, essentially served as a plot device for a race of passive creatures who could easily be possessed by the Beast who was the ultimate villain of the piece.  In fact, I seem to recall that the early plans were to have the Slitheen appearing instead of the Ood… thank heavens for small mercies when we were spared that particular fate.  However, the inclusion of a passive, servile race of monsters did not exactly leave me begging for further exploration of their backstory.  So, when the Planet of the Ood was announced, I wasn’t really sure what to expect, although the one element left begging for some further exploration was their position as a servile race and the implications that the human race had reverted to another form of slavery. Continue reading

“The Satan Pit” – Review: Redux

Toby Zed (possessed) “I am the rage and the vile and the voracity. I am the Prince and the Fallen. I am the Enemy, I am the Sin and the fear and darkness. I shall never die. The thought of me is forever; in the bleeding hearts of men, in their vanity and obsecrate and lust. Nothing shall ever destroy me. Nothing!”

The Satan Pit

While writing these reviews, I have been including the “Original BBC1 Broadcast” date as part of the summary at the bottom of the posts and it is interesting to note, given that the subject matter on hand, that this pair of episodes straddles the date 6th June 2006 (or “6/6/6”) it’s further evidence of the planning that goes into the production and scheduling of the programme. (Or may be it was just a lovely coincidence). I’ve been wracking my brains to try and think of other examples where the content of the episode relates to the date when it was scheduled for broadcast. However, beyond the obvious Christmas episodes and the Easter Egg mention in the “Planet of the Dead” I’ve drawn a blank… so your contributions would be welcome in the comments below. Continue reading

“The Impossible Planet” – Review: Redux

Ida Scott “There’s no turning back.”

The Doctor “Did you have to say that? ‘There’s no turning back?’ That’s almost as bad as ‘Nothing could possibly go wrong’ or ‘This’ll be the best Christmas Walford’s ever had’.”

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When I first reviewed this second two-parter of Series Two, I had the temerity to say this was “Hands down, this has to be the best example of Doctor Who, in the world, ever”. Looking back at it now, that was quite some claim and probably one that I need to reassess somewhat. Although, the episode begins in the most perfect way: the TARDIS lands, the crew step out, find themselves on a base, make a few gags about flat-pack furniture, see some impossibly old writing and meet the Ood, all within the first 90 seconds. After the opening titles have rolled, newcomer Matt Jones’ script just keeps on at a cracking pace. There is a sense of impending doom that pervades everything, starting with “Welcome to Hell” being graffiti’d on the wall and getting scarier as we go, but it ebbs and flows majestically and builds to its perfectly crafted climax. Continue reading

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