Showing posts with label eleventh doctor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label eleventh doctor. Show all posts

Sunday, December 08, 2019

No Time for Angels

Mainly I really love the Eleventh Doctor's first season on Doctor Who but I find revisiting the Weeping Angel two parter, "The Time of the Angels"/"Flesh and Stone", to be a series of disappointments and missed opportunities. Maybe it was inevitable the Angels' return after the legendary "Blink" would be a letdown but the number of bad choices Steven Moffat made with their second appearance is kind of amazing.

One problem may be that he loads them up with too many new rules in the two parter. I do like the idea that the image of an Angel becomes an Angel though it's a bit confusing and lends itself to potential muddle. Amy (Karen Gillen) staring at the security screen while the Doctor (Matt Smith) and River (Alex Kingston) try to get in to her is pretty good but the Angel's power to lock the door so that the Doctor can't get in even with his sonic screwdriver seems like an awfully convenient power manifested for a plot moment that I don't remember seeing again (though I could be wrong).

Almost as deflatingly convenient is Amy's ability to manoeuvre between Angels with her eyes closed while pretending to walk like her eyes are open.

Too much in the episode happens or works without much sense. The Doctor's climactic idea in the first episode to have everyone jump up to the artificial gravity on the crashed ship on the ceiling seems like it would have resulted in a few twisted ankles or broken necks. Wouldn't it be like jumping head-first into an empty swimming pool?

I do love the scene at the end where Amy tries to seduce the Doctor though it already has the seeds of Rory's disappointing tenure as a companion. This was the last chance to see the Doctor and Amy as a duo though there's also the complicating presence of River Song, who at least isn't as airlessly high concept as she'll become in the following season. I've said before how stilted and unsatisfying her character ultimately is but I do love her in the library two parter she's introduced in. I feel like she could've used at least one more episode with the Tenth Doctor to make her immediately recognising him in the library make more sense. But maybe Big Finish will cover that base if it hasn't already.

I love the idea of the starving angels losing their shapes and capacity for speed. I also like Iain Glen in this story as a soldier/clergyman.

Ultimately, the two parter feels like an attempt to place such a radically new kind of monster for Doctor Who into a more traditional package of running and escaping. The Angels just aren't suited for it and they never again hit he high watermark of "Blink".

Twitter Sonnet #1305

Tomato orbs were red as shirts in rock.
Remembered crew awaits in iron dreams.
A V arranged of wings assayed the loch.
A newer sun appeared in scratchy beams.
Decision seas present the choices borne.
A winding watch declares the strangest hand.
From mountains rivers late were slowly torn.
The image blurred to make a fuzzy band.
A boiled buggy melts the mile ice.
The burning treads dissolved the hardened lake.
The knowing bird announced the timing twice.
The cake decides the perfect choice to bake.
A mote of will demurs in frying fog.
Entire armies move to kill a frog.

Sunday, March 24, 2019

Give Me Corridors and Give Me Minotaurs

"The God Complex" is one of my favourite Eleventh Doctor Doctor Who episodes, mainly because I love stories where characters are trapped in houses or hotels. Watching it again last night, I found I still liked the mise en scene as well as the guest stars and the alien minotaur. I'm a little unsure what writer Toby Whithouse was trying to say, though, and the climax is a bit insubstantial.

There is something intriguing about the concept; a monster who uses hallucinations to inspire fear in order to provoke people to turn to their various sources of faith. He is then able to convert that faith into an adulation for himself that he can then feed on. There is something intriguing about this connexion between fear and faith, whether it be the political blogger (Dimitri Leonidas) and his faith in conspiracy theories or the Muslim nurse (Amara Karan) and her faith in God.

The implicit idea, though, that faith in itself is somehow inherently destructive doesn't quite make sense, particularly when Amy (Karen Gillen) is perfectly right in thinking her faith in the Doctor (Matt Smith) is justified. Though, is it really faith when he really does save her time and time again?

Wikipedia points out that the concept is very similar to one of the ideas in the Seventh Doctor story Curse of Fenric in which the Doctor much more convincingly breaks Ace's faith in him. However, I like how the concept works in "The God Complex" before its exact nature is revealed. When it's a group of isolated survivors and suddenly one of them starts spouting, "Praise him!" for no apparent reason; I like that sense of horror that anyone of any belief system can be radicalised to some arbitrary nonsense at any moment.

I also really like the scene where the Doctor first confronts the minotaur by setting up a room full of mirrors. It's a really cool effect; you're never sure where he is in relation to the monster but there's tension that the creature's sense of smell or something else will lead him to the Doctor at any moment. With the minotaur and the human imagination turned against itself, the story also strongly resembles the Second Doctor story The Mind Robber and more distantly I'm reminded of Mark Z. Danielewski's House of Leaves. Of course, a minotaur in a labyrinth goes back to the original minotaur myth, a story I always liked when I was a kid. Maybe that's one of the reasons I grew up to like haunted house stories.

This episode featured one of Amy Pond's better outfits, a denim miniskirt with a bomber jacket.

Twitter Sonnet #1218

The poles beside the glass have blurred to grey.
A motion carried burned the static toast.
Removed from heated grills the bread's a clay.
A neutral word became a risky boast.
The sound of closing mouths adorn the ear.
The open teeth reveal a plane of plaque.
The ice became a frosty can of beer.
The yonder bag became a very sack.
Without direction cars became a wheel.
The flattened die was little like a coin.
The numbers squeezed along the ridge to deal.
The longest legs extend beyond the groin.
A quiet cloud of cotton worlds absorbs.
Within the plastic moon we stowed the orbs.

Saturday, September 22, 2018

Getting the Doctor's Leadworth

I really can't say I'd mind ending up in the supposedly boring village featured in the 2010 Doctor Who episode "Amy's Choice". Filmed in a village called Skenfrith in Wales, plenty of beautiful location shots sell the place marvellously, albeit under the fictional name of Upper Leadworth. Watching it again, I was reminded how much the show's aesthetics were upgraded for the Eleventh Doctor era. The story, written by Men Behaving Badly creator Simon Nye, is a satisfying enough dream puzzle with an effective guest appearance from Toby Jones as the "Dream Lord".

Director Catherine Morshead provides a series of lovely shots of surrounding countryside before the reveal of pregnant Amy (Karen Gillan) who's suddenly the picture of traditional domesticity, stirring batter in a kitchen that looks like it came from a department store catalogue.

Sadly, she's married to Rory (Arthur Darvill) whose ponytail is mocked by everyone. Though I would say it's not the ponytail so much as that it's clearly part of a mullet.

He looks like a Saturday morning cartoon version of an 80s rock star. The Dream Lord taunts the three with the possibility that it's really the Doctor (Matt Smith) Amy prefers. Looking back, I find my feelings at the time that she ought to have chosen the Doctor over Rory were spot on. Rory was occasionally cute but, come on, it's the Doctor. Amy choosing to die for Rory may have been the first of the two expressing their love for each other by extreme, fatal means, I can't remember. But that's no way to build a relationship.

She'd have been better off with the Doctor but I can't share his disdain for Upper Leadworth. We should all be so lucky to settle down in that lovely little house with the flower beds and mossy stones. Even with the roving packs of elderly zombies with eye stalks in their mouths.

Not one of the show's more effective monsters but I can see them being pretty unnerving for small children watching.

Twitter Sonnet #1157

Collected leaves infuse the little sea.
In silhouettes success inscribes the page.
The painting shows a heavy cup of tea.
Beneath the ground the roots retrieved an age.
On paper, sheets of clouds convert the skies.
A ticking egg alerts the pan to cool.
A trusty oil cooks or say it fries.
The gen'ral dance completes the deathless duel.
An open book disclosed a glassy case.
In timeless march the figures cut the clay.
Resolving sight discerns a soil base.
The digging plant recused the rainy day.
In layers soot preserves the glossy street.
Correct adjustment lifts the office seat.

Saturday, May 05, 2018

Cinco de Cyborg

I wanted an appropriate Doctor Who episode to watch for Cinco de Mayo but I guess there really isn't one. I suppose the best would be The Aztecs from the First Doctor era but I'd already rewatched that one kind of recently. So I looked up "Mexico" in the TARDIS wiki and was reminded the Eleventh Doctor had been trying to go to Mexico in the 2012 episode "A Town Called Mercy". So I watched that. It is kind of Cinco de Mayo-ish, it's set in 1870, less than a decade after the battle Cinco de Mayo commemorates. Written by Toby Whithouse, it's a decent Western homage episode.

It's set in the U.S. but filmed in Spain like several of the greatest Westerns ever made. With a presumably modest budget the show manages to get something of a Spaghetti Western feel using a standing backlot. It might have been much more effective as a Twelve Doctor story as Matt Smith in his irrepressible pluckiness never conveys the weight of conflicted conscience like Capaldi. Unexpectedly confronted with essentially an intergalactic Josef Mengele, we see the Doctor uncharacteristicly ready to blow someone's head off with a revolver.

He's stopped, of course, by Amy Pond (Karen Gillan), who seems absolutely sure he shouldn't execute this guy. I think it would've been nice if she'd come off as more conflicted but it is nice to see her again.

This is from her big shoulder pads period, though. I don't quite understand this. Was it to make her look more mature? There had to be a better way.

The episode also features Gillan's costar from Guardians of the Galaxy 2, Ben Browder. Well, he had a cameo in Guardians of the Galaxy 2. There as here his presence is likely a nod to the great and most underrated Science Fiction series of the 21st century, Farscape. That show will exert its influence for a long, long time to come.

Browder is good as the sheriff of a little Western town and hearing him deliver dialogue about the town's name being Mercy reflecting their philosophy of acceptance feels very classic Western. It's too bad he's not in the episode for very long. Well, it's too bad there hasn't been a Farscape revival.

The end feels like it could've used more time to develop properly--the Doctor's final decision on the moral question seems kind of odd, as does how he decides to leave things with the cyborg. I was so happy the Twelfth Doctor's second season was primarily two part episodes, I still hold out some hope they'll switch back to a serialised format on a permanent basis. This show needs those wide open spaces.