He's a self-loathing creep, just like all the likeable people with winning personalities who listen to his turgid cheerless music.

Just FYI: Thom Yorke wears a toupe.

I enjoyed the first episode, but this might be the ugliest, most poorly lit and least stylish show ever made.

*Lol

That's a very common piece of wisdom.

Yeah, that helps a little. She's still basically working blind though. The problem is if she overshot and the robot turned around or she had to try a couple of times to pick him up it could have played as a comedic moment and killed all the drama of the scene.

No-one is saying you do. That part bothered me too.

Tim is like Paul Rusts character in S2 of Love, but more aggressively that way.

I was expecting them to explain that by her feeling around until she saw the robot move, but I guess that would have slowed the movie to a crawl.

That's spot on. I was trying to think of why exactly he annoyed me so much. He was such a passive pushover and enabler.

Tim was hugely manipulative. His persecution of her over her drinking, was in my opinion, not based on her drinking being a serious problem for her, but the jealousy he felt about her having a social life which was independent from him.

Who was the guy she sleeps with who basically sells her out to Oscar? He was no prize either. It's ironic that Garth, the guy who seems like the biggest asshole at the beginning actually turns out to be the only decent guy in the movie.

I was expecting her to bite his head off.

They really should have hired an in-house legal expert a long time ago. Isn't that one of the first things you would do?

Have we had it confirmed that his accent is fake yet? I can't remember.

I had intentionally forgotten that and chosen to believe that it was only about 200-300 years.

The first doctor was almost 500 years old when he stole the TARDIS.

What if it was the same creature.

When did this site begin attracting so many scumbags?

Maybe the Doctor installed an anti-gravity switch in the suits. This is a gap you'll need to fill with your own mumbo jumbo.