Well, here we are again: at the end of October, just about to tip over from “spooky season” into “really fucking terrifying season”, thanks to the fact that many of us will be taking up the hallowed mantel of National Novel Writing Month and putting our stories to the page over the course of November.
Finally, some gay shit
Look, right, okay, I get it. I know that this is an episode a lot of people are going to dislike, and I totally accept that – Arachnids in the UK, this week’s outing of Doctor Who, was about as far removed from the artful, powerful Rosa we saw last week as it could possibly be. It was silly. It plucked a plot straight from a B-movie. It featured some truly terrible exposition. The CGI was duff, the music was dumb, the moralising was stuffy.
And yet.
So, do they?
Welcome to the weekend, one and all! Thanks for stopping by.
Well, dammit, Riverdale might on on a roll.
I hate to say it, but…
“Is it really that bad?” My partner asked me this morning, as I was moaning about having to watch and write about another episode of this season.
“Yes,” I replied emphatically, angrily scratching behind the cat’s ears.
“Worse than Coven?” He replied, raising his eyebrows in disbelief.
“Worse than everything.”
Well, it’s that time – by which I mean, back in it.
Yes, it’s the coveted History Episode, ie, the part of Doctor Who that I have a punishing soft spot for. Even aside from superb episodes like The Empty Child/Doctor Dances and The Unquiet Dead, I’ll go to mat for nonsense like Robot of Sherwood, just because I’m a sucker for anything set in the past (well, I draw the line at Thin Ice, but you catch my drift). I’m a history graduate (by accident, but that’s another story) and Doctor Who has always stuck to a formula for newbies: present day (the premiere), future (last week), and then the past. So, fair warning, I’m so up for this episode, Rosa, because it’s a delve into the world behind us, and I love that shit.