
open thread: Sherlock: The Abominable Bride
This Victorian-set episode is pure fan service, and a sop to those who’ve accused Steven Moffat of hating women. [This post is not behind the paywall.]

This Victorian-set episode is pure fan service, and a sop to those who’ve accused Steven Moffat of hating women. [This post is not behind the paywall.]

“Nothing’s sad till it’s over.” So Steven Moffat has just told us that nothing can ever be sad on his Doctor Who. Because nothing is ever goddamn over.

I feel like we have finally met Peter Capaldi’s Doctor for the first time. At last.

I don’t recognize this show anymore.

Doctor Who is now a meta representation of itself. The show has become its own T-shirt.

Catching up ahead of the Series 9 debut…

Steven Moffat is now stealing plots from Ed Wood-esque parodies of science fiction. Because he just rewrote Chubby Rain.

None of this episode makes any damn sense at all.

And then there was the week when Doctor Who threw an MRA-esque tantrum about abortion.

So this is my life now. Even Doctor Who has abandoned me. Forget escapism: there’s no escapism anymore. The escapism is happening over there, offscreen…