Monday, April 30, 2007
Doctor Who Series Three (I am in yr program SPOILIN' yr storiez)
The Shakespeare Code continued the fun. However, I'm getting a bit bored with all these 'last of their race' aliens turning up all the time, we had the Daleks, the Gelth, Satan, the Spider-thing from The Runaway Bride ... give me the good old days when Jon Pertwee just had to fight a Sontaran, from Sontaran, where there was an entire planet of Sontarans getting on with whatever Sontarans did. Martha's whole 'but what if I kill my grandfather' thing was amusing. I'm also wondering about the race issue. So far the humans and human-shaped creatures have been pretty colour-blind, Mickey's skin-colour was never a storyline and so far racism has been the domain of alien races and creatures like the Daleks. Now that we have Martha I'm in two minds about whether there is an issue here that needs to be addressed or not. Other than the threat of death the worst a companion of the Doctor's had to worry about up to now was being lightly patronised, I do wonder whether, if the makers are insisting on keeping the show more or less on Earth or recognisable equivalents whether there should be some situations they land in where Martha does stand out and is in danger just because of her skin colour. I'm not calling for Doctor Who and the Terror of the KKK but I'm wondering if ignoring the fact that Martha is different to almost all his other companions in one very visible way is actually a ham-fisted liberalism. Anyway, plenty of time for this to be addressed. The episode had any number of great lines, plus the rather unnecessary 'Doctor gives Shakespeare a number of quotes from his great plays' (a William Hartnell story had Queen Liz tell Shakepeare to write a particular play and Sir Francis Bacon give him the idea for Hamlet, rather suggesting that Shakespeare hasn't come up with that many of his own plays himself at all).
Gridlock gave me a brand new feeling, being glad to see the year five billion. New Earth had it's moments, but they didn't involve the hospital, the implausibility of the Cat Nuns cure or the Doctor's solution. But this was a nice character piece, with a great feeling of claustrophobia with everyone stuck in those little hover-cars they'd made their homes. The moment where everyone comes together to sing the hymn was either really sad or really uplifting depending on how you chose to read it, and Ardal O'Hanlan did an amazing job acting through the cat prosthetics. I must say though that I've never really cared for the Face of Boe as a character, so don't really care that he's shuffled off the coil, still, being five billion the Doctor could easily meet him in his own past. It's great that Martha isn't just a script with 'Rose' crossed out each time, and that the Doctor's relationship with her isn't at the same place as it was with Rose, though I'm not sure why Martha would be fancying the Doctor.
It had to go wrong eventually and it did so with the Daleks in Manhattan two-parter. Some of the problems were thankfully addressed in part two, the big one being the racial purity of Daleks. It was bad enough that the Emperor Dalek made his Daleks out of humans (though I suppose Davros was doing the same back in the Colin Baker days, and this was one of the big things in Remembrance of the Daleks) but all the stuff with the Cult of Skaro being there to 'think the unthinkable' was just daft, the equivelent of the Nazis saying "You know what, we could really do with some Jews to help us out round here". Then there's the Doctor suddenly way to eager to cuddle up to Dalek Sec, never mind that he's taken over an innocent human body, the Doctor doesn't seem to mind too much about all the humans the Daleks have captured to turn into human-Daleks. And the lightning streak allowing them to keep their independence? This was a mess of two episodes, with my largest cheer being when Solomon gives a cringingly awful speech that echoes that of the American President in Mars Attacks! just before he gets killed by the Daleks ("can't we all just get along?" "Exterminate!"). The first two series managed to credibly present the Daleks as a bigger physical threat and also, because of that whole Time War business, a bigger emotional threat for the Doctor to deal with, as they killed his people. This story diminished them, not least because of the three times in the second episode where the Daleks should have just shot the Doctor on the spot. At least the other stories managed to give fairly credible reasons why they didn't, mainly by use of things like forcefields and being in different places most of the time. In one of the last scenes the Doctor has a nice long talk with Dalek Khan, who decides to run away rather than shooting him. I know the Daleks are scared of the Doctor but really! I've heard a rumour that the BBC have a deal with the Terry Nation estate which means they must have a Dalek story each season or else they lose the rights to ever use them again. I hope this is incorrect as I really think the Daleks need to be left alone for a good long while as this story, reusing bits from The Parting of the Ways, Remembrance of the Daleks and The Evil of the Daleks as it does suggests they've seriously run out of ideas for now about interesting things to do with them.
So, that's where things are right now. Next week we're back with Martha's irritating family so I suggest we'll hear about the mysterious Mr Saxon again, the closest thing we have to this season's Bad Wolf/ Torchwood. I'm lukewarm about Martha's kin, not least because the Dad seems to be a stereotyped hapless male but, with only a few lines and hardly any screen time so far that may be a view that will be challenged. I wonder if his mid-life crisis girlfriend is around for the Doctor to see as some anti-Rose, again she's only had a few lines and little screen time but it was something I thought I saw straight away in the first episode. Ah well, only a few more episodes and then surely they'll be joining up with Captain Jack...
Labels: BBC, Doctor Who, Television
I'm not sick but I'm not well...
A mother who goaded her toddlers to fight like dogs for a sick video said yesterday she could not understand what all the "fuss" was about.
Zara Care dismissed widespread disgust at her actions and claimed: "It's a tough world out there and they have to know how to stick up for themselves. You've got to learn to be strong." Care's tearful two-year-old son and three-year-old daughter were filmed begging for mercy as they were forced to punch each other. Despite expressing remorse in court, Care seemed unrepentant yesterday in her first interview since the case. She said: "I feel hard done by. We've had a real hammering from people. The way we see it, everyone's made a mountain out of a molehill. It's a lot of fuss over nothing." She insisted: "When we were kids we were always punching and kicking each other. My mum said it's just what brothers and sisters do and she's right. The kids were fighting normally and I just thought I would film it."
Ummm, my wrong-o-meter has just broken.
In an interview in The People newspaper, Care said she wanted to become a childcare worker "but the court banned me from working with kids".
Now that just seems sooooo unreasonable.
Labels: angry, children, Daily Mail
Saturday, April 28, 2007
Although Miss Playfoot has not worn the ring in classes since last April, she decided to take the school to the High Court "because I didn't want them to think that they had won. You can't treat Christians like this".
Yes, but I think it's fine to do it against the stupid.
Labels: Christianity, stupidity, United Kingdom
Friday, April 27, 2007
Labels: humour, movies, YouTube
And remember... don't let Skeletor touch you in your bathing suit area.
Thursday, April 26, 2007
Music Blah Flowers
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Labels: books, fiction, H.G. Wells, podcasts, radio, science fiction
Is That His Own Hair?
Labels: music
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
* That's 'slightly less mature' in the sense that Barry Cryer and Grahame Garden haven't been in it yet.
Labels: BBC, comedians, radio, Radio 4
Queers, Know Your Place!
Labels: gay, homophobia, humour, queer, YouTube
Monday, April 23, 2007
But where is atheism when bad things happen? I suppose, in the context of the largely Christian or Christian-influenced western world, it comes down to whether one finds it more comforting to believe that there is a God up there who sits back and allows mankind to mess things up on his own, or whether one finds it more comforting to believe there is no larger power and that it's our responsibility to try and make the world a better place for everyone. I get quite angry when anyone tries to write off disaster as 'part of God's greater plan' or tells me that the dead 'are in a happier place', I can't see a point to living if there's actually a book-sanctioned Big Fella upstairs who decided to make a young man of Korean descent unable to handle rejection. That's what seems truly evil, nihilistic and life-denying to me.
Labels: atheism, atheists, Christianity, death, philosophy, religion, Richard Dawkins, United States
Keep your chin up, ok? Don't let the whole "Death Star getting blown up" thing get you down. It's really my fault just as much as it is yours. Your original plan called for three weak spots, and I asked you to cut it down to one. If I had suggested we get rid of the weak spots altogether none of this would have happened.
[via Kung Fu Monkey]
Labels: humour, science fiction, Star Wars
Labels: queer, sex/gender, transgenderism, United States
Friday, April 20, 2007
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Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Labels: bombs, stupidity, The War Against Terror
Saturday, April 14, 2007
Friday, April 13, 2007
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Fuck Oxfam!
Monday, April 09, 2007
Saturday, April 07, 2007
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Does anyone else think the human race has activated it's own self-destruct gene in the last few generations or is it just me?
Labels: India, sex-ed, stupidity
This is my Toblerone, this is my body...
However, if it's not Lindt or Green and Blacks chocolate then the Catholics might have a point.
It would make mass more fun though, especially if they substitute the wine for that stuff from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory that makes you fly around the room until you belch it out.
Labels: Christianity, religion, stupidity, United States
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
Sunday, April 01, 2007
The Sopranos, Seven Series in Seven Minutes
Labels: Sopranos, Television, YouTube
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