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After a good long cliff walk and an ice-cream, I am now capable of posting on last night's Doctor Who. I'm going to attempt to embed a LJ cut here for overseas friends who may want to avoid spoilers. Apologies if it doesn't work - just scroll by really quickly....


So, that was season 1 (season 27 if counting from An Unearthly Child).

The finale was crammed with in-jokes: making reference to the idea of being half-human as blasphemy; the Doctor as "the on-coming storm"; a Dalek crying out "My vision is impaired: I cannot see."; Absalom Daak's "stinking Daleks" from the comic strips and the line "you never quite know what you're going to get" (first spoken by the Davison Doctor post-regeneration). It also has some plot wobbles but I forgive it all that for having a regeneration scene which - annoying piano music aside - was beautiful, funny and dramatic. And mentions Barcelona.

The season as a whole has been good: even the worst stories (Boomtown) had some terrific moments and the good stories (Dalek, Empty Child / Doctor Dances) are the sort of drama that should be being produced more often. Fast-paced, yes, but also with a strong emotional content, witty dialogue and moments which cause jaws to drop. Doctor Who, as I tired of telling people many years ago, was never a science fiction show like Trek: it's a telefantasy show. It's about elemental ideas, about epic battles coming down to one man with his finger on the button, and it's about a someone who will look into the abyss without becoming it. It wears its liberal heart on its sleeve and I'm damned proud of it.

Also, Tennant is hawt.

Thank you.

Posted @ 8:15 pm on Sunday, June 19, 2005
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