I wasn't going to write this, but what the hell.
SPOILERS under the cut.
6.09: Night Terrors
Hm. This was probably the first episode after Eleven took over that was disappointing, for me. For one, it gave me very unpleasant flashbacks to 2.11: Fear Her, with which it shared a LOT of similarities. I mean, a lot. Right from part of the premise, to the denouement, to the reveal of the boy's identity. And I hated Fear Her, I did. I didn't hate this episode, because it wasn't quite as corny as that one - I just came away with a sense of supreme indifference. A very limp follow-up to the awesomeness that was Let's Kill Hitler.
Am I the only one seriously disturbed by the whole concept behind the alien? "He'd be whatever you wanted him to be?" You'd get a son from outer-space as long as you wished hard enough, screw infertility and medicine? That's insulting, Show. I know you're all about the impossible and the fantastical, but considering you barely dwelt on the subject - insulting.
This episode tried hard to be scary. It really, really did. The huge dolls looked creepy, sure, but... there was nothing. The music went overdrive, there was almost constantly the sounds of loud breathing, practically jumping on you, screaming, "Be scared, dammit!" But no. It was stupid, it was corny.
The basic premise had a lot of promise. I'm a fan of Mark Gatiss' stuff; I'm disappointed the premise was never used to its full potential.
Amy and Rory were... there; neither Gillan nor Darvill really looked like they were putting their backs into the performance. The Doctor, as usual, was the strong-point. He got a few laughs out of me, and he is as good with kids as ever. "Emperor Dalek's new clothes, Snow White and the Seven Keys to Doomsday..." Hee.
(I have to wonder, though: does this Doctor have the most episodes with kids? Nine barely interacted with children at all - if you count moving a kid away from the TV as interaction - Ten, very occasionally, nothing really memorable. Eleven, though - there's little Amelia, obviously. Then Kazran from A Christmas Carol. Now George.)
The ending tried to infuse some sort of a sense of portent by showing the death date of the Doctor and the music, but by that point I think it was desperate to leave us some sense of foreboding.
It pains me to say this about anything Doctor Who related, but: FAIL.