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Extremely good episode, I thought, which handled domestic terror much better than 'The Idiot's Lantern'. I loved the TARDIS landing smack up against a wall, and the performances of the little girl and her mother were excellent. As scary as Marianne Dreams only without the unremitting empty bleakness which I think vaguely traumatized me as a child.
The only thing which didn't work for me (and really didn't) was Huw Edwards gasping, "The Olympic dream is dead! Hope and love are dead!" or whatever it was, but perhaps this is something to do with the 'family viewing' thing and thousands upon thousands of Blue Peter brainwashed nine-year-olds across the nation were also gasping in fear and horror and distress and I shouldn't be such a crusty old cynic.
The only thing which didn't work for me (and really didn't) was Huw Edwards gasping, "The Olympic dream is dead! Hope and love are dead!" or whatever it was, but perhaps this is something to do with the 'family viewing' thing and thousands upon thousands of Blue Peter brainwashed nine-year-olds across the nation were also gasping in fear and horror and distress and I shouldn't be such a crusty old cynic.
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Date: 2006-06-26 12:45 pm (UTC)I didn't care too much for the depiction of the bogeyman-Dad out of Chloe's wardrobe, though. But if I found this slightly childish, this might only show that it actually worked because it probably should give the impression of a kid's nightmare.
Huw Edwards gasping, "The Olympic dream is dead! Hope and love are dead!"
Another crusty old cynic here. I actually started giggling. But perhaps this is merely due to the fact that I never associated dreams and hope and love with sports, of all things.
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