I wasn't aware they'd become irrelevant. Or at least their message.
I wasn't aware they'd become irrelevant. Or at least their message.
The banality of evil is very banal, indeed.
Yes, brilliant design, and in many ways, RTD's most lasting addition to Who mythology, along w the Last Great Time War (I'd also like to see a more impressive return for the Shadow Proclamation and the Judoon as well, but I digress). I loved Nephew in The Doctor's Wife, and would love to see a full-on return for the…
Yes, this is very much an homage to the Hinchcliffe/Holmes era, and probably the best such homage in the new series.
All of this, plus Solomon is an incredible bad guy, in the sense of being legitimately loathsome. That's down to David Bradley, of course. What a great performer.
Agreed. Some top-flight direction in this two-parter.
Yeah I don't see the Moffat era as particularly space-bound, maybe a bit too Victorian London-bound if anything. Apparently Capaldi's debut will be set there. And to note, I love the Paternoster Gang for the most part and I've liked every ep set there so far, but the frequency is beginning to bug me. Too much Winston…
'The God Complex' is a great episode w a great title.
The Abzorbaloff runaround is terrible, but not quite bad enough to completely ruin the episode.
hoo boy, folks gonna HATE me next week…
Yeah, I've got no defense for 'Fear Her', but I'm actually kinda looking forward to attempting a defense of 'Love & Monsters' next week. I'm also kinda scared.
I mean, Ten/Rose were still definitely romantically involved in my book, but you're right that this particular line doesn't confirm it.
He will be buried wearing lobstered gauntlets, I assume.
God, yes. Patti Smith, too.
"When you run with the Doctor, it feels like it'll never end, but however hard you try you can't run forever. Everybody knows that everybody dies and nobody knows it like the Doctor, but I do think that all the skies of all the worlds might just turn dark if he ever, for one moment, accepts it."
Yeah, Dylan will hit me hard, despite his cantankerousness. I mean, I nearly openly wept when we lost Lou Reed, and his music hasn't meant as much to me overall as Dylan's.
It's basically a perfect song, full stop.
"She's touching his chest now, he takes off her dress now" isn't about being physical? I guess he says it's all in his head, but seems like hair-splitting nonetheless.
God, yes. That would be wonderful. I could go for Jonathan Pryce, too. Or John Hurt.
No, as both a huge fan of both Gilliam and redemption narratives, I'm all in for this. Go Terry, you magnificent cranky bastard, you!