film criticism by maryann johanson, not an AI | since 1997
The fact that no one has read the upcoming book Doctor Who and Race yet didn’t stop “Doctor Who is racist!” — or, the slightly less virulent “Is Doctor Who racist?” — headlines from proliferating around the Web…
Ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod: David Tennant’s final Doctor Who episode will be something of a reunion. Billie Piper (Rose Tyler), Catherine Tate (Donna Noble) and Freema Agyeman (Martha Jones) are being lined up to appear. According to The Sun, the trio will join forces to take on the Doctor’s arch-enemy The Master, once again played by … more…
Take a break from work: watch a TV trailer… I’ve been hearing about the expansion of the Law & Order franchise to London for a while now, and when I was there last week, I kept seeing this ad on ITV for the show. Somehow I had managed to not hear that both Jamie Bamber … more…
The thing about a series like *Doctor Who* — more so in the classic series, less so with the current one, but still true — is that what makes what is essential a children’s show appeal to adults is the subtext.
Tons of spoilers! Don’t read till you’ve seen the episode! And no comments from party poopers!
Tons of spoilers! Don’t read till you’ve seen the episode! And no comments from party poopers!
With this episode, for the first time, I compared the British broadcast with the version that aired on Sci Fi, and I’m furious! Sci Fi cut out some really vital stuff, vital to plot and theme and character and color.
“The Master is Prime Minister of Great Britain… the Master and his wife?” Lucy is such a wonderful conundrum. She clearly knows her husband is up to a whole bunch of No Good, and is cool with that, but does she know the real deal with him? Does she know he’s an alien? Or does she lie in bed with him at night and wonder about that strange echo in his heartbeat?
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.
(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…
