|Doctor Who night
||[Sep. 7th, 2014|09:39 pm]
In short, this was a rather ho-hum story idea with a good script.
It must be a sign of the times. There is footage of a battle in space, with a vaguely orchestral sounding synthesized soundtrack to it, and where 30 years ago I'd have been thinking "Star Wars", now I'm thinking "... something by Muse?"
"Fascinating idea for a movie. Terrible idea for a proctologist."
"You sent me for coffee." "That was three weeks ago. In Glasgow. Three weeks in Glasgow, you're dead in a ditch."
"She's my carer. She cares, so I don't have to."
"How do you get into a Dalek's head?" "That wasn't a metaphor."
"You a soldier? You look like a schoolteacher." "I am a schoolteacher."
Nifty effects, but, in common with most similar stories, this one failed to deal with the whole issue of conservation of mass. What's more annoying is that it was at least vaguely handwaved at in a similar serial back in the scarf-and-tin-dog era.
"He'll get us out of here. The difficulty is not killing him before he does."
One of the constructions on the Dalek ship's bridge looks suspiciously like a bow tie. I wonder if that is deliberate.
"The radiation expanded its consciousness". So, basically, a Dalek on LSD?
It looks like that this year's Story Arc is going to have something to do with that Creepy Hostess Figure.
And I'll be travelling in the next few days. Hopefully I'll be back by the next episode.