‘Doctor Who’ blogging: “The Unquiet Dead”
Tons of spoilers! Don’t read unless you’ve seen the episode!
Tons of spoilers! Don’t read unless you’ve seen the episode!
Tons of spoilers! Don’t read unless you’ve seen the episode!
Tons of spoilers! Don’t read unless you’ve seen the episode!
Obviously, I haven’t yet succumbed to a foolish bias that predisposes me to lap up *anything* just because it sports a British accent.
Whoever came up with the idea for *Jurassic Fight Club* is a frakkin’ genius.
Oh my goodness, I’ve been in love with Peter Davison for 25 years, and oh dear, I’ve just fallen in love with him all over again…
This intensely creepy show is what made an entire generation of British kids the grown-up geeks they are today.
Oh, I’m so glad I do not have a teenage child, because if I did I’d have to lock it in a room with no windows and me with the only key. Holy crap, is this really what all the kids today are up to?
I imagine Piper headed straight from *Doctor Who* to a series like this to wash away that nice-girl taint before she got typecast so early in her career. And whoo, there’s no beating around the bush here. (Oo, did I just say that?)
Hey, prostitutes are people too, okay?