Amazing: the Buzzy Brane Goes Blip and then Explains Why It Is Out of Love With Who
I know I never really post.
So. Last Sunday: first seizure in two years.
I was just about pulling it together for most of the year, actually wanting to communicate and maybe finish stitching with some real excitement... apathy/anxiety/depression girl was quietly sneaking out of the room and has now tipped over the carpet, grabbed out for the curtain and that has displaced the floor lamp which has hit the bust with the a feathery hat straight into the drinks cabinet...
So. The depression is back and looking for something to eat.
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Talking about apathy and disconnection and disappearing future plans, Doctor Who. This may turn into the Why I Don't Like Clara post, or maybe, the Why I Don't Like Clara This Season post...
It's not. Much. It's the I Am Now MEH for Who.
I didn't finish this episode. Everything in the desert was just amazing, beautiful, world-building and the landscape of this Doctor's Soul [like the previous episode this seemed less like the dreaded duty execution, dentist appointment of apathy, boredom and lindocaine, and we rush dinner for this...] and made most of the previous episode really good and thinky and more-of-this-pls
Then, as soon as the Doctor went from being cool, understated vengeful desert of a guy man-with-no-name cowboy war hero drama-ing it up with his sulky sonic-sunglasses* staging the most slow and uneventful coup d'etat in all time (and being Gallifrey, all-time has pretty much happened) and back to the city...
...then I wandered off, skipped the episode, tried to mollify my digestive functions with ice-cream...
...because it hit the dead!Clara thing, the folie-a-deux obsession break-all-the-rules stupid returned and sorry but...
ignoring that that episode should have a) been a different episode b) not written by a newbie and c) took an interesting concept and then screwed it to death with... it.
Clara's epic hubris... over-confidence... oh well, he's the doctor... doctor saves us anti-plan... we don't plan because his plan will save us... who would believe that I'm a school teacher when I instantly abdicate all responsibility the moment the doctor arrives...
...didn't really endear me to her and a whole season of it... I've spent it waiting for dead!Clara to happen and basically every episode was a dead!Clara episode and it pulled some really good episodes down... I loved the Underwater One until...
...basically, every episode featured the same... Clara prattles into epic danger like some sort of sleep-walking tourist (Two Flower) and makes her whole... it's the Doctor, of course the Doctor will save us, we don't need to make a plan, the Doctor is the plan... walk into danger with perky cheerfulness and take the otherwise safe bystanders with her because nothing bad can happen because he's the Doctor [and the way she can lead stunned bystanders into situations with sing-song determination seems the only sign she actually works/functions as a school-teacher] and then...
...carry on walking into the scary epic danger rather than do what the Doctor suggests... say encourage the locals to evacuate the village, the under-water habitat; accept that History exists and sometimes it kills; or just face that time-travel has rules and physical-laws and ethical-limitations...
...and then the consequences happen, the mayhem happens when her little plan goes wrong... people die and history doesn't work the way she wanted it... or how it makes her feel okay about what happened and that she doesn't have to take any guilt...
*epic handwaving*
and then pressurise the Doctor until he "fixes" it so that the pretty-people survive or just makes her feel okay about whatever mayhem happened not
*unarticulated handwaving*
round to Clara prattling into epic danger like some kind of sleep-walking tourist and making stupidly bad/wrong/un-ethical decisions just because it makes her feel okay about whatever mayhem didn't happen as she wanted it...
actually, that doesn't make her far off one of the other annoying self-centred little souls does it? Stamp your feet and "you didn't say this was going to happen... it wasn't meant to happen like this..."
Apparently: I missed a lot of the good stuff, quoth Mum, and [blank] never really happened...
Oh and I stuck my head into the lounge to see if anybody wanted ice-cream and got to see the wonderful, beautiful, classic-style TARDIS and five seconds of awesome... and then I went and raided the freezer and carefully didn't consume 1/3 of a tub of ice-cream
...what happens next? I don't know and I'm not sure I care
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* Actually, I really enjoy the Doctor characterisation this season, he finally seems to have got an identity going and his little intro to the camera pre-credits sequence and the sonic sunglasses... even the outfit and guitar falling into place... we were beginning to get a Doctor actually worth liking...
So. Last Sunday: first seizure in two years.
I was just about pulling it together for most of the year, actually wanting to communicate and maybe finish stitching with some real excitement... apathy/anxiety/depression girl was quietly sneaking out of the room and has now tipped over the carpet, grabbed out for the curtain and that has displaced the floor lamp which has hit the bust with the a feathery hat straight into the drinks cabinet...
So. The depression is back and looking for something to eat.
***
Talking about apathy and disconnection and disappearing future plans, Doctor Who. This may turn into the Why I Don't Like Clara post, or maybe, the Why I Don't Like Clara This Season post...
It's not. Much. It's the I Am Now MEH for Who.
I didn't finish this episode. Everything in the desert was just amazing, beautiful, world-building and the landscape of this Doctor's Soul [like the previous episode this seemed less like the dreaded duty execution, dentist appointment of apathy, boredom and lindocaine, and we rush dinner for this...] and made most of the previous episode really good and thinky and more-of-this-pls
Then, as soon as the Doctor went from being cool, understated vengeful desert of a guy man-with-no-name cowboy war hero drama-ing it up with his sulky sonic-sunglasses* staging the most slow and uneventful coup d'etat in all time (and being Gallifrey, all-time has pretty much happened) and back to the city...
...then I wandered off, skipped the episode, tried to mollify my digestive functions with ice-cream...
...because it hit the dead!Clara thing, the folie-a-deux obsession break-all-the-rules stupid returned and sorry but...
ignoring that that episode should have a) been a different episode b) not written by a newbie and c) took an interesting concept and then screwed it to death with... it.
Clara's epic hubris... over-confidence... oh well, he's the doctor... doctor saves us anti-plan... we don't plan because his plan will save us... who would believe that I'm a school teacher when I instantly abdicate all responsibility the moment the doctor arrives...
...didn't really endear me to her and a whole season of it... I've spent it waiting for dead!Clara to happen and basically every episode was a dead!Clara episode and it pulled some really good episodes down... I loved the Underwater One until...
...basically, every episode featured the same... Clara prattles into epic danger like some sort of sleep-walking tourist (Two Flower) and makes her whole... it's the Doctor, of course the Doctor will save us, we don't need to make a plan, the Doctor is the plan... walk into danger with perky cheerfulness and take the otherwise safe bystanders with her because nothing bad can happen because he's the Doctor [and the way she can lead stunned bystanders into situations with sing-song determination seems the only sign she actually works/functions as a school-teacher] and then...
...carry on walking into the scary epic danger rather than do what the Doctor suggests... say encourage the locals to evacuate the village, the under-water habitat; accept that History exists and sometimes it kills; or just face that time-travel has rules and physical-laws and ethical-limitations...
...and then the consequences happen, the mayhem happens when her little plan goes wrong... people die and history doesn't work the way she wanted it... or how it makes her feel okay about what happened and that she doesn't have to take any guilt...
*epic handwaving*
and then pressurise the Doctor until he "fixes" it so that the pretty-people survive or just makes her feel okay about whatever mayhem happened not
*unarticulated handwaving*
round to Clara prattling into epic danger like some kind of sleep-walking tourist and making stupidly bad/wrong/un-ethical decisions just because it makes her feel okay about whatever mayhem didn't happen as she wanted it...
actually, that doesn't make her far off one of the other annoying self-centred little souls does it? Stamp your feet and "you didn't say this was going to happen... it wasn't meant to happen like this..."
Apparently: I missed a lot of the good stuff, quoth Mum, and [blank] never really happened...
Oh and I stuck my head into the lounge to see if anybody wanted ice-cream and got to see the wonderful, beautiful, classic-style TARDIS and five seconds of awesome... and then I went and raided the freezer and carefully didn't consume 1/3 of a tub of ice-cream
...what happens next? I don't know and I'm not sure I care
---
* Actually, I really enjoy the Doctor characterisation this season, he finally seems to have got an identity going and his little intro to the camera pre-credits sequence and the sonic sunglasses... even the outfit and guitar falling into place... we were beginning to get a Doctor actually worth liking...