Tooth and Claw
Apr. 23rd, 2006 03:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
altarielI enjoyed this only a bit last night, but much more when I watched it back this morning. I did spend most of yesterday afternoon asleep but still must have used up the energy reserves doing mind-control stuff so that the football didn't go into extra time. I hope you all appreciated my efforts on your behalf. But, as I say, enjoyed it a lot more second time round, although The Unquiet Dead is still my favourite Victorian episode in the new series so far.
Something very pleasing about the Doctor smashing a sledgehammer into the TARDIS console to "Hit Me With Your Rhythm Stick". It tickles me that the monkey-monk-monks look exactly like the BBC1 idents. The whole look of the episode was really good. Doctor James McCrimmon indeed.
"Stars and magic" - that's what Doctor Who's all about. A lot of religious imagery in the destruction of the wolf with its arms outstretched, with the woman kneeling in front of it.
So Queen Victoria thinks the Doctor and Rose are much too pleased with themselves too. The Torchwood bit at the end felt a bit tacked on, but I liked the direct line being drawn between Victoria and Harriet Jones as Defenders of Britain. Also, Victoria tells the Doctor exactly what the Doctor tells the Sycorax: "Leave this world and never return."
Resident expert Mr A. tells me Pauline Collins turned down the offer of being the companion in the 1960s and just IMed me this from the forums at Outpost Gallifrey; don't have the direct link, unfortunately, but reprinted here for your amusement:
"My first memory of Who was when I was four years old; I watched a gargantuan wasp fall out of a cupboard, and a couple of weeks later a man metamorphosed into another big wasp (via a bobbly green slug form). Some weeks after that I saw a man disguised as a potato torturing people to death, men in gasmasks massacring each other, the Doctor being strangled by a lump of slime, and a malevolent burns victim in a wheelchair ordering the destruction of his own civilisation. Before I turned six I had seen people crushed to death by Egyptian mummies, a creature which could only be seen by its red outline, a gang of giant orange embryos which turned into homicidal nurses and controlled a huge aquatic lizard, a bloke turning into a humanoid cabbage and a quasi-Frankenstein thing with a fishbowl for a head with its brain visible.
Do I think the werewolf was too scary? No."
But at least their programme didn't shoot all their heroes dead four days before Christmas.
Something very pleasing about the Doctor smashing a sledgehammer into the TARDIS console to "Hit Me With Your Rhythm Stick". It tickles me that the monkey-monk-monks look exactly like the BBC1 idents. The whole look of the episode was really good. Doctor James McCrimmon indeed.
"Stars and magic" - that's what Doctor Who's all about. A lot of religious imagery in the destruction of the wolf with its arms outstretched, with the woman kneeling in front of it.
So Queen Victoria thinks the Doctor and Rose are much too pleased with themselves too. The Torchwood bit at the end felt a bit tacked on, but I liked the direct line being drawn between Victoria and Harriet Jones as Defenders of Britain. Also, Victoria tells the Doctor exactly what the Doctor tells the Sycorax: "Leave this world and never return."
Resident expert Mr A. tells me Pauline Collins turned down the offer of being the companion in the 1960s and just IMed me this from the forums at Outpost Gallifrey; don't have the direct link, unfortunately, but reprinted here for your amusement:
"My first memory of Who was when I was four years old; I watched a gargantuan wasp fall out of a cupboard, and a couple of weeks later a man metamorphosed into another big wasp (via a bobbly green slug form). Some weeks after that I saw a man disguised as a potato torturing people to death, men in gasmasks massacring each other, the Doctor being strangled by a lump of slime, and a malevolent burns victim in a wheelchair ordering the destruction of his own civilisation. Before I turned six I had seen people crushed to death by Egyptian mummies, a creature which could only be seen by its red outline, a gang of giant orange embryos which turned into homicidal nurses and controlled a huge aquatic lizard, a bloke turning into a humanoid cabbage and a quasi-Frankenstein thing with a fishbowl for a head with its brain visible.
Do I think the werewolf was too scary? No."
But at least their programme didn't shoot all their heroes dead four days before Christmas.
