watch it: a Thanksgiving greeting from New York City
Hate ta tell ya, but you’re not gonna be wakin’ up, little turkey dude. (Funny renditions of “New York, New York” always crack me up…)
Hate ta tell ya, but you’re not gonna be wakin’ up, little turkey dude. (Funny renditions of “New York, New York” always crack me up…)
[spoilers] A shot of modern Manhattan bereft of the World Trade Center, with “an island never cries” on the soundtrack? Are they kidding? This is the American Life on Mars’ idea of… what? Irony? Pathos? Look, I still get weepy when I happen across some logo for a dry cleaners or a deli or garbage-hauling … more…
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.
Well, it was bound to happen, and the longer this new ‘Doctor Who’ went on, the more likely it became: Here we have the first not-very-good episode of the new incarnation of the show.
The Broadway Melody’s snarky, wiseacre humor and effervescent charm save it from being completely dated, though the dance production numbers — pure padding, all — may try your patience.