Proper Who is still dead, and now it thinks it’s The X-Files. I’ve never liked Greys, and with Paul and Roger from American Dad as their more recent portrayals in popular culture, their presence alone could have sunk this for me, but it didn’t. Here’s…
Proper Who is dead. Which is rather like saying “the Third Doctor is dead” or “the Eighth Doctor is dead.” That is: both true and false. The man regenerates. He’s the same man; he’s eleven men. The show regenerates too, roughly once a decade. I…
I never thought I could get tired of the color black. Thanks to Tron Legacy, I never want to see it again, which is unfortunate since my wardrobe is based on it. This is one of those movies where it’s easier to talk about what…
It might be facile to say that Russell T. Davies wrote Doctor Who like a soap opera and Steven Moffat writes it like a sitcom. I’ve actually never seen any episodes of Queer as Folk or Coupling. Also, RTD was funny even when he was…
Liked it. There really isn’t a whole lot else I can say yet. For about 34 minutes it seems pretty silly — not “The End of Time” silly, fortunately, but still “New Who Season Finale” silly: big, fast, loose, very kitchen-sink with the monsters and…
Before we slide into the finale, I thought it worthwhile to recap where we’ve been up to now. Here, in three buckets but otherwise no particular order, are the 11 season 5 episodes we’ve had so far. cream of the crop the eleventh hour Finest…
I’m wondering if maybe I’m not a Doctor Who fan anymore. Because this was probably Doctor Who at its least like itself, and I thoroughly enjoyed it. It’s a standard television plot: two best friends are in love, they can’t quite figure out how to…
Of course it’s what we’d all do if we had a time machine: slip back in time and see history being made. The future’s a dicier proposition. On the one hand, what you don’t know is always a little more exciting than what you think…
“Cold Blood” is more fun than “The Hungry Earth,” if only because we finally get down into the Silurian city and spend most of our time there. It doesn’t look entirely real, but then again it isn’t; it’s a hollowed-out environment as artificial as anything…
Maybe it’s a classic monster thing. This was easily the most frustratingly patchy Eleventh Doctor episode for me since “Victory of the Daleks.” In some respects it’s almost worse, since it’s given the luxury of a two-parter’s pace and squanders it. The first problem we…