In The Forest of the Night
Oct. 26th, 2014 07:07 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Once upon a time when I was 11 years old, I was in the school choir for a very small window of time. One of the songs we learned, for a competition, was a musical rendition of Blake's 'Tiger Tiger', and it has stayed with me ever since - it's a lovely song; the words are haunting enough on their own, the music even more so. Then, on the way home from the competition, my sister and I were the last to be dropped off but the bus driver decided that was too much like hard work to actually drive to that one last house, so made us get out with the person being dropped off before us, which meant we were stranded in the wrong place quite late at night and had to go into this other person's house (not even a friend, just a random person who happened to be in the choir) and phone our dad to come and get us. And it freaked me out so much that I never went back to choir again.
Why am I talking about this? Because telling this story allows me to put off grumbling about Doctor Who!
So. This episode. Well, it did at least make sense of that time I wandered past the museum at lunch and saw a film crew setting up a small jungle of potted plants around the doors. As a runaround, I suppose it was middling - I've seen worse - but the cons definitely outweigh the pros. The episode broke my suspension of disbelief in a number of ways, and never recovered from that.
For starters, remember when Doctor Who was a show whose brief was to introduce some real science and history to the children watching? It isn't even pretending to be science fiction any more. At least when the Tom Baker era had vegetation rampaging out of control there was an explanation (it was aliens wot dunnit!) that didn't boil down to 'trees are magic and will save the world just because'. This was pure fairytale, harking back to the worst of the Amy Pond era. The logic wasn't even internally consistent.
Also, I figured out the twist way, way before the Doctor did. Isn't he supposed to be cleverer than me?
That was meant to be London in an emergency? And the group with the Doctor plus Maebh's mother were the only people moving around? Over 8million people and they all decided to stay at home instead of going out to see the mysterious magical trees? No one else had family they were worried about and wanted to look for? Sorry, I'm not buying it.
And I haven't even started on the characters yet. Nobody reacted like a real person would. Clara and Danny believed that the world was about to be incinerated, no way of stopping it, and they had the opportunity to at least save the lives of the children whose safety they were responsible for...but instead made a unilateral decision that the children would be better off burning to death than escaping in the TARDIS...because they would be sad? Seriously? Saving at least a fragment of the human race and starting again is too much like hard work, so we'd rather die? What kind of message does that send? What happened to that indomitable spirit of survival that Tom Baker's Doctor used to wax lyrical about? Give me The Ark in Space any day!
So Danny got to be the big damn hero, improbably scaring a tiger away with a handheld torch...after taking a group of schoolchildren to within 10 feet of it. And Clara's reaction was 'what a hero, you saved us' instead of 'what were you thinking, bringing those children into such danger?' I don't buy it. All gloss, no plausibility.
All the characterisation here was determined by plot requirement, rather than how anyone, least of all these characters, would actually react.
And the Doctor reckons everyone will forget what happened, except that all the destruction caused by the vegetation is still there and all those escaped animals from the zoo are still rampaging around. Not quite the reset ending it wanted to be, but no mention of any consequences.
I watched the teaser for next week and could only think what a waste of time all this has been - whatever twist is coming won't be enough to redeem the contrived, poorly executed build-up that has stifled the entire season.
Why am I talking about this? Because telling this story allows me to put off grumbling about Doctor Who!
So. This episode. Well, it did at least make sense of that time I wandered past the museum at lunch and saw a film crew setting up a small jungle of potted plants around the doors. As a runaround, I suppose it was middling - I've seen worse - but the cons definitely outweigh the pros. The episode broke my suspension of disbelief in a number of ways, and never recovered from that.
For starters, remember when Doctor Who was a show whose brief was to introduce some real science and history to the children watching? It isn't even pretending to be science fiction any more. At least when the Tom Baker era had vegetation rampaging out of control there was an explanation (it was aliens wot dunnit!) that didn't boil down to 'trees are magic and will save the world just because'. This was pure fairytale, harking back to the worst of the Amy Pond era. The logic wasn't even internally consistent.
Also, I figured out the twist way, way before the Doctor did. Isn't he supposed to be cleverer than me?
That was meant to be London in an emergency? And the group with the Doctor plus Maebh's mother were the only people moving around? Over 8million people and they all decided to stay at home instead of going out to see the mysterious magical trees? No one else had family they were worried about and wanted to look for? Sorry, I'm not buying it.
And I haven't even started on the characters yet. Nobody reacted like a real person would. Clara and Danny believed that the world was about to be incinerated, no way of stopping it, and they had the opportunity to at least save the lives of the children whose safety they were responsible for...but instead made a unilateral decision that the children would be better off burning to death than escaping in the TARDIS...because they would be sad? Seriously? Saving at least a fragment of the human race and starting again is too much like hard work, so we'd rather die? What kind of message does that send? What happened to that indomitable spirit of survival that Tom Baker's Doctor used to wax lyrical about? Give me The Ark in Space any day!
So Danny got to be the big damn hero, improbably scaring a tiger away with a handheld torch...after taking a group of schoolchildren to within 10 feet of it. And Clara's reaction was 'what a hero, you saved us' instead of 'what were you thinking, bringing those children into such danger?' I don't buy it. All gloss, no plausibility.
All the characterisation here was determined by plot requirement, rather than how anyone, least of all these characters, would actually react.
And the Doctor reckons everyone will forget what happened, except that all the destruction caused by the vegetation is still there and all those escaped animals from the zoo are still rampaging around. Not quite the reset ending it wanted to be, but no mention of any consequences.
I watched the teaser for next week and could only think what a waste of time all this has been - whatever twist is coming won't be enough to redeem the contrived, poorly executed build-up that has stifled the entire season.
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Date: 2014-10-27 10:03 am (UTC)I want better than this for Doctor Who!