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I’m nearly done watching all of the first season of ‘Torchwood’ — just one more episode to go — and when I look back at this episode, it feels to me like the show is still treading water here while it tries to figure out what it’s got on its hands. Compared to what’s to come later in the season, this is nothin’.
Why am I being tormented so? I was fine. I was comfortable. I was resigned to the fact that I was going to have to live my life here on boring old Earth at the tedious pace of 60 minutes to the hour, seven days to the week, 365 days to the year, ten years to the decade.
Tons of spoilers! Don’t read if you haven’t seen the episode!
(intro to my Who blogging, please read before commenting / previous: Episode 9: “The Family of Blood”) Apart from the obvious issue of there not being enough David Tennant this time around, this has got to be one of the single most brilliant episodes of any TV science fiction show ever. It’s mind-bending even grading … more…
There’s no damn way I’d wanna be watching ‘Torchwood’ edited for American squeamishness, and damn glad I have access to the British versions.
I’ve seen him, and he’s like fire and ice and rage. He’s like the night and the storm in the heart of the sun. He’s ancient and forever. He burns at the center of time and he can see the turn of the universe. And… he’s wonderful.
It’s a sickness, I tell ya. A sickness. I hate you, Russell Davies. And I hate you, David Tennant. Hate. Please just go away and take the Doctor out of my head when you leave. I’m begging you.
I’m *so* madly in love with David Tennant’s Doctor. I mean, it’s scary, and sad, how I can’t stop thinking about him. Even in the not-so-awesome episodes like this one. Watching him running around and doing nothing is maybe second only to actually traveling with him on the TARDIS. “Burn with me, Martha”? Ooo, I think I might.
This is like an old-style ‘Doctor Who’ episode: the mad scientist who pushes beyond boundaries of whatever, and the Doctor must stop him, blah blah blah. It’s pretty standard, actually. Most of what’s really fascinating about this episode is on the periphery, or in the background, or doesn’t become obvious until you rewatch it after you’ve seen the entire season.
Martha not wanting to separated from the Doctor? Hell, I’d be the same way. I’d never wanna let him out of my sight, not just because of the being madly in love thing, but because I’d be terrified of being left behind. This was an unspoken aspect of in my fanfic: You don’t let go of the Doctor. You just don’t.
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