Plans are afoot to do something new with the blog.
I am particularly sad to see Bernard Cribbins’ place in the series go with Donna.
The names I heard being suggested for the next Doctor are as follows…
But please! Bring on Saturday!
I’m a Doctor Who fan, dammit, and for a lot of us the geeky nuts and bolts are not beside the point, rather they are the point.
People have an amazing talent of blowing fears up to huge proportions just by talking themselves into believing it… Just like this group of tourists.
In my first post on this blog I looked back at what Doctor Who had meant for me as a kid. So what’s it mean to me now?
why was I worried at the end of the Silence In The Library? Why did I even entertain the idea that the next part would be anything other than magnificent?
Then there’s Professor River Song. Odd name. Hope that means something good or important, because otherwise it’ll annoy me as a useless comedy name that reminds me of an Ocean Colour Scene song.
Ever since ‘Are you my mummy?’ became a national phrase meaning, ‘You are about to get brown trousers’ this genius, this extraordinary talent, has been giving us an annual dose of the most clever telly ever seen.
I DON’T WANT TO KNOW! I REALLY, REALLY, REALLY DON’T WANT TO KNOW!
It was like Gosford Park with… humour… and aliens.
If there was any doubt to the quality of this show by now, I point you in the direction of The Doctor’s Daughter. This is, seriously, the best thing I have seen in a long time.
Doctor Who is like a packet of Revels. The variety. Some are crunchy (like The Sontaran Stratagem and The Poison Sky) some are chewy (Planet of the Ood), and some a bit surprising and not what you thought you might get (The Doctor’s Daughter).
I don’t see the harm in playing with some of the old elements – there are new viewers to entertain these days, and its something that fans should be used to by now.
Someone wrote down ‘Doctor …. who?’, tucked their notebook in their pocket and went for lunch. Time marched on and they just didn’t come up with anything more specific.
Ahhh! I was wrong. In my last post I said that one of us would be using the word ‘comeuppance’ to describe a scene featuring Rattigan in The Poison Sky. Doctor Who is not that simple.
I tell you what, if you either a) don’t have a clue about previous Sontaran stories, and/or b) are able to watch it all and keep your geeky tendancies quiet – like I had to – then this is brilliant.
Again, we’re back to traditional Who stories. Which is not in any way a criticism. How could it be?
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