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Spearhead from Space Episode 4:

There are many great moments in this, the final instalment, not least the spooky scenes set in Madame Tussaud's world famous Civil Servant Exhibit! This is a brilliant touch - rooting the horror in the middle of the recognisable (especially back when a visit to a poxy waxwork museum was a dream come true for any eight year old boy).

Now, Liz Shaw is supposed to be a brilliant scientist and everything, and yet she makes this rather ridiculous claim: "The rest of the world are fast asleep". Er, no, they aren't. There is another hemisphere (or is that spear?), you know.

And here it is - the bit we've all been waiting for. Russell the Davies' all-time favourite Doctor Who moment (according to SFX). So pay attention.

It's dated, hasn't it? In fact, my memory cheats at this point; I thought that bit in Kevin Davies' documentary when Gary Davies (sorry, Russell) actually puts his hand through the window occurred here instead. What we do get is a stock BBC sound effect of some glass breaking. It's on the same CD as 'Water splash for murders committed by guns hidden in daffodils). And who remembers those little green tents that workmen used to hide in? No, not you Paul. I'm sure I remember Rod Hull and Emu doing something Who-ey in one of those, once.

But I digress. As dawn invasions go this one is pretty good. Fantastic, even. Just imagine this scene on a budget...

Cue the guys from HAVOC! The UNIT shoot-out in an alleyway is just fantastic. Just like that time against the Cybermen - but in colour! All we needed was Pertwee running away with his hands cellotaped to his arse as plumes of brown smoke engulfed him.

The Nestene itself is a bit of a mixed bag. A bag mixed with dripping, shower gel and sick, to be precise. It's wonderfully disgusting and only spoilt when its rubber (not plastic, strangely) tentacles break loose to provoke Pertwee into a display of gurning that won't be matched again until 1987.

My final analysis of Spearhead:

I enjoyed it immensely. It's dated better than any other other Doctor Who story I can think of, thanks for the ridiculously high production values and real location work. The script is witty, inventive and genuinely scary, and the acting is strong across the board. If Davies is using this as a template for 'Rose' then I'm sold. Actually, if I'm not very much mistaken this episode will also provide a template of sorts for the two-part 'Aliens of London' story too.

And that's it for the first round in our DW Stripped Down session. Thanks to everyone who has taken part so far. It's been fun!

We kick off again on Monday with part one of Pyramids of Mars. Ten points to the first person who can connect that story with Russell the Davies.

Damn it. I've just realised that my copy of Pyramids is stuck in storage about 20 miles away, hidden in the middle of hundreds of blank CDs. Oh well. I've ordered it from Amazon's rental service and hopefully it'll be here by Monday...

Smith. Doctor John Smith.

Firstly we have one of the least visited parts of Madame Tussauds, the hall of top civil servants. Not MPs mind you, but civil servants. A room full of Sir Humphrey replicas is probably about as exciting as a room full of the real things.

Sweet Chocolate Christ! Dummies breaking out of department store windows!!! That's another reason to be scared going anywhere near C&A, that and thought of having to try on another pair of cheap, itchy, school pants. Probably had every single child in the country bricking it the next time they walked passed a display window. A truly menacing prospect having evil lurking in the most innocuous of places. Doctor Who at its best. I'm looking forward to quite a few more moments like this in the new series, where real panic ensues on the streets of a major city and not just half a dozen saps keeling over at a bus stop (although, to be fair, the way the people fleeing has been shot actually is very good).

And from the sublime to the ridiculous. After the magnificent Autons we see the Doctor being menaced by something that would barely frighten a hick from southern America on holiday in Loch Ness. Welcome to Myrka country. Population: bad latex. Not too sure which bit's more scary, the green tentacles thrashing around or the Doctor's reaction to them. And what on earth is that device that they've used to finish off the Nestene? Some sort of fondu set by the looks of it.

And so it ends, still a very enjoyable piece of television. It's older than me and I suspect that it's aged a lot better too! Bring on Sutekh, Scarman and Sheard...

Deus ex (time) machina.

Or, as the Romans would have said, 'contrived plot device to help wrap up story'.

Yes, 'Spearhead' four was a rather rushed affair, especially given the sedate activities of the previous installment.  No sooner have the Autons pushed on with their offensive to 'recolonise' Earth with some extras from 'Are you being served', but Doctor Jon and Liz are waving pieces of the Radiophonic Workshop around and giving dummies the worst head colds in history.

Of course, disappointing final episodes aren't rare in Doctor Who (even in classics like 'Pyramids of Mars'...but then I'm getting ahead of myself).  And the disappointment of the Autons' menacing machinations petering out shouldn't detract from the sheer thrill of seeing all those Michael York lookalikes crashing out of their department store windows.  It's one of those truly iconic Who moments, and one which I wager will be repeated virtually shot-for-shot in three weeks time (though if they still look like Michael York then I'll be worried).

Some other things to mention: why does no-one twig that there's something a little odd about Scobie seeing as he's got a positively varnished sheen about him since Episode Three?  And how lax is Madame Tussauds' security these days (the 'near future' of the UNIT stories) what with both the Doctor & Liz and Channing & Hibbert able to hide behind some curtains come lights out?  Oh, and the less said about Pertwee's gurning with the Nestene tentacle, the better (he appears to be trying to eat it at one point).  And how much are the Autons' effectiveness diminished during the factory fight with Havoc stuntmen (the single Auton of the previous episodes was much better).

All in all, a superior debut story for a new Doctor.  And enough here to suggest that RTD and co. will get off to a strong start later this month.  I wonder if - like with 'Spearhead' - they'll be tempted to stage a rematch a year later..?

Three is the magic number.

So, three parts in and the traditionally 'difficult' episode of Who's classic four-part structure.

Part three of 'Spearhead' treads water for much of its running time.  The Doctor and co - with Pertwee thankfully now realising he's not in 'The Navy Lark any more - spend most of their time going back and forth to Channing's factory (whose sheer creepiness, if for no other reason, warrants an arrest).  Elsewhere, that unintelligible poacher and his wife provide some 'light' relief; sufficient for Barry Letts to repeat the trick three years later for 'The Three Doctors'.  Fingers crossed that's the last we see of them in this story.

A bit of retro pondering here, but why exactly do the Autons kidnap Doctor Jon in Part one anyway?  Do they detect an intelligent alien, or are they just suckers for an amnesiac in hospital scrubs?

Liz Shaw is still getting on everyone's proverbial tits; no wonder Letts and co (weren't they big on TOTP once?) dumped her for someone vacuous and sexy.  And the overlooked Captain Munro's interrogation of poacher Seeley (oo-ar) is like some local news reporter trying to instill some gravitas into dull, communal events (he even looks like a newsreader).

But damn it all, it's another cracking cliff-hanger.  General Scobie opens his front door to...himself.  And they say the halcyon days for such things only arrived during the Hinchcliffe/Holmes period.

Still no sign of those auto-glass unfriendly Autons, though...

Fanciful Indeed

I noticed Q has used that image of Channing at the window - damn near cacked 'em when I saw that in episode 3 and the way the director lingers on the shot, he's really upping the ante in the giving me the willies department.

At least the soldiers didn't shoot Ransome as HE came out of the woods - they must have been gunning for the Doctor. When Ransome finally buys it, in a puff of smoke though it's quite impressive and nasty (it's that flame on his chest). This episode is quite nasty though - a dog gets it, albeit off camera and poor Mrs. Seeley - reminded me of Man Bites Dog when that old dear gets frightened to death - maybe the Auton was trying to save bullits in his arm-ery. So, she doesn't die, but the intent was there.

That Mr. Seeley should suggest of his wife that he's "never known a women as fanciful as..." her took some working out - oh, her wild ideas, ah here was me thinking I'd missed her feminine charms.

I made some other interesting observations in this episode. The Doctor has a coke habit - watch as he taps his nose when he asks Liz to get the "key" - yeah mate, that will open up the doors of perception. And if that's not enough the moment he gets inside the TARDIS he lights up a fat one, or smokes one hell of a bowl. No wonder the TARDIS is fitted with a metabolism detector - it lets him know when the munchies are kicking in. I also love UNITs interrogation methods - "I want the truth". Oh, OK it's like this see...

What must it have been like watching this first time round though, oblivious to what's aorund the corner, on the High Street. Oh we are the lucky ones.

Destroy. Total destruction.

Ah yes, the difficult third episode. Although everyone's favourite psychopath is at it again, one withering look from Channing and the Auton that was chasing Ransome hangs his head in shame. As if he's done something very, very wrong. But never-mind, Ransome's still descending into mind-gibbering madness at a fair old pace. On the specially cleaned up DVD release you can actually hear, quite clearly, the moment his mind shatters completely. And as for the scenes in the UNIT tent it's like some very wrong version of Carry On Camping.

And I have to report I'm becoming strangely obsessed with Sam Seeley and his wife Meg. I'm getting strange Edward and Tubbs flashbacks whenever they're on the screen. "I have a husband you know, he's up the stairs".

I'll not sleep tonight...

Plastic Fantastic

Spearhead from Space Episode Three:

The Auton had a gun hidden in his hand. So, his arm had arms. Sorry.

If you thought the last two episodes were disturbing you ain't seen nothing yet. This is the stuff of nightmares: Cabbage Patch man's descent into madness; the Doctor attempting to do a runner, leaving Earth (well, Kent) at the mercy of the plastic monsters - like he just didn't care!; the poacher, Sam Silly, being interogated by Monroe like it was a Home Counties Guantanemo Bay; the attack on that old woman who never did anyone any harm; the Auton's ability to run quite fast; that reflection of Channing through the glass; and the awful mess in the lounge. Shudder.

All rounded off by the chilling moment when General Scooby (sic) is confronted by a vaseline smeared version of himself.

Just how did they get away with this back in 1970?

I'd Rather Jack...

That damn doll factory! Creepy as hell, especially in the post-copyright version. And I'm certain that secretary fell off the production line, with her Max factor gone wrong look - lift up her skirt and see her plastic groin why don't you. Episode 2 runs like a cross between The Rag Trade and Secret Army and is typical of the good Pertwee era - the strange flipside to an oh so ordinary world (insert Tooting Beck anecdote here).

Am I the only one though to shudder at Caroline John's performance - she's so harsh and everytime I hear her say "in a police box" I can't get that funky BBC2 trailer out of my head from a few years back! She was an auton all along, no wonder they bumped her off the show between Inferno (she probably melted) and Terror of the Autons (they took her back).

I also now know why Patrick Stewart will be narrating the radio 2 documentary - his first role was as auton #1, struggling with a bush and doing his best to impersonate a pre-wheel chair Xavier. Well done that man. Bloody dummy!

Joking aside though this is still pretty intense stuff - very mature and the Brig has yet to become a parody.

Your plastic pal who's fun to be with...

And so to episode 2. The eyeless heads and assorted severed limbs of the dolls is really quite pleasing. But then they start showing the dolls being put together and the rest of that segment turns into the kind of thing that used to form the backbone of a rather cheap piece on "Jim'll Fix it" where some repressed 70's child wrote in to ask whether Jim would fix it for them to see how they get the bristles in toothbrushes. That is, what they really wanted to do was become ABBA for the day but the BBC coned them into some other money saving Fix It against their will and, with the camera rolling, they chocked back the tears as they expressed joy at being able to meet Brian who's job it was to insert each and every bristle whilst they mouthed obscenities towards the production crew.

But I digress. Let's get back to the episode and the subject of genital piercing. Yes, I'm thinking that another side effect of the regeration cycle in addition to the massive energy that's given off as every single atom re-arranges itself in the host body is the appearance of body art and other decorations. We have visual evidence of a tattoo where non was there before and I'm thinking that genital piercing also appears at the moment of regeneration. That's why it's 12 regenerations only, by the time you get to your 13th body there's not an a ounce of untouched flesh left to do anything with.

And some brief observations:

 
• All of Dr Liz's equipment seems to be there just to make a weak, peach flavour squash-based drink.
 
• I'm wondering what "special features" the doll that Ransome's invented has? Realistic cysts, a number of superfluous nipples and a copy of the A-Z for Bromley inscribed onto the inner thighs?
 
• Neck scarfs seem to be some sort of Auton order of the day. Is this some sort of requirement of the Nestene Consciousness? Wrap up warm lads, it's rather inclement out there on planet Earth.

And I do actually find the climax of the episode, as Ransome's menaced, really rather fine.

A Hollow Spear

Spearhead from Space Episode Two:

And the missing word was: fool. Oh well.

The Doctor is still alive. Phew. That would have been a short regeneration. He is, however, comatose. Out like a light. Off with the fairies. "Not a lot going on," muses Monroe; his own 'muse' has obviously left him. This means the Doctor will get to sit out the next 15 minutes again. It's like a Virgin New Adventure.

Suddenly, we are in the middle of a public information film about the wonders of plastic. At last - a black person on Doctor Who! Shame they didn't get any dialogue though. To be honest, this scene is, well, weird. Shot after shot of babies having their eyes gouged out, followed by a quick trip to the septic tank. It's unsettling.

And it just gets worse. A blazing row between the inventer of the Cabbage Patch Kids and his 'not-feeling-myself' partner is very, very tense; a bit like an Alan Bleasdale version of The Rag Trade. And there he is: Mr Evil, bringer of neck-aches. He has an amazing face. That make-up is years ahead of its time. The hair is almost lifelike! And those cheekbones! The Mill will have their work cut out competing with that.

Back at UNIT HQ Liz Shaw sets up a lab the moment the last coach party has buggered off. This is where Liz gets to really show off her expertise in meteorites while she simultaneously tests a urine sample the Brig gave her earlier. There's some nice verbal jousting here. Liz, however, knows more than she is letting on. She can quote whole chunks of the The Unearthly Child at the Brig, for starters.

Oh, there he is - the Doctor at last! And it's a pivotal scene - the first (and thankfully, last) time we see the Doctor take a shower! We also discover a hidden peice of continuity - the Doctor has a tattoo! And he was in the Navy! They'll be telling us he's half-human next.

And so the Doctor chooses a costume left by an eccentric surgeon. So, add "thieving" to vain, deceitful shoe fetishist. Lowrie Turner was right though: only Pertwee could pull off that ridiculous cape. The other bloke certainly couldn't.

Back in Poacherville we see the UNIT soldier's Dad accidentally activating an Auton. They are brilliant, the Autons. With their Jake Moon scarves and Gary jumpsuits they have this timeless blank quality to them.

Meanwhile, UNIT unearth another meterorite, and this one is playing the Crazy Frog ringtone. An Auton is sent to stir things up and before you know it there's a crash/spinning camera (delete as applicable, depending on your disbelief-suspending capabilities).

There's blood on the TV at 6pm in 1970! You wouldn't get that now! When Dirty Den got clobbered at 9pm there wasn't even a hint of some claret. The way the Auton leans into the carnage so dispassionately is incredibly chilling. You can see why Russel The Davies has decided to go with them again.

The next bit is simply marvelous - the Doctor defines the Third Doctor in one simple scene: he is smug, irritating, condescending and pompous beyond belief. He also employs his special gift for engaging in tit-for-tat bickering that will go onto to shape an entire era. But it's a moment that makes Doctor Who what it was and what it is, and I wouldn't change a thing.

We also get the reason for this story's title: "It's a hollow spear," says the Doctor, ominously. That warranted a neck-rub, if you ask me.

Cut to the plastics factory and the plot really begins to thicken and boil. The Cabbage Patch man just won't take no for an answer and he breaks back in. Perhaps he left his filofax behind, this being the 80s and everything. He descends into the villain's lair which is populated by lots of scary machinery and a room full of dummies. No dialogue. No cuts. Just pure, unbridled terror.

Bloody brilliant stuff. This is why I love Doctor Who.

Every journey begins with one step...

Feeling rather like one of the torch-bearers of the Olympic flame, I started watching 'Spearhead from Space' today knowing that in just over three weeks time my journey will end in Vancouver, and the TV Movie (and after that, well...)

Viewing my somewhat ropey VHS copy - haven't found the finance to warrant the DVD for this one yet - what struck me was how relatively light-hearted this all was.  Not just Dudley Simpson's bouyant music - descending at times into Ronnie Hazlehurst, 'Terry'n'June' style frippery - but also Pertwee's comic gurning, as he acts with little more than his eyebrows.  And speaking of gurning, anyone else spot Sylvester McCoy playing money-grabbing porter / stereortype 'boyo' (delete as applicable) Mullins?

And despite the much heralded 'new launch' for the show thirty-five years ago, I wonder how many contemporary viewers actually noticed much of a difference between this and 'The War Game' some six months previous.  I mean, most of them would have still been watching in black and white.

'Spearhead' is rightly regarded as one of the show's most pivotal stories - but it would be hard to guess that based on these rather inconsequntial twenty-five minutes.  I hope that in a couple of episodes time, when Autons start iconically smashing through shop windows, I'll feel differently.

We Used To Call Him the Doctor

I have avoided the previous posts so forgive me if repetition creeps in to my analysis of Spearhead, part one. Pertwee was never my Doctor and while I have fond memories of Worzel and his replacement heads, he never fully struck a chord with me. That said, it isn't lost on me the importance of Spearhead - a new Doctor after rather low ratings, the move to colour, etc. Whether it's the DVD tidy up, but the story does look lovely and while comparisons with the 96 movie may be tired now (shoes, the Doctor getting shot et al) I was struck by the fact that in a short space of time the production team were pulling out all the stops for the show - it meant something to someone obviously.

Part one smacks of Quatermass - the meteorite fall in particular reminded me of Quatermass II (that and a bad case of farmer giles), but that's not a bad thing. I got the impression that Doctor Who was returning (if it ever had) to it's sci-fi roots. That the opening scene looks like an out-take of Prisoner Cell Block H is another matter, complete with a Vinegar Tits style "maam" and some very scary hair dos. That we don't see Pertwee proper for 14 minutes is daring and pretty damn clever - let the story unfold a little before trading off the hero is a valiant move.

If the rumours are true, Rose will pay homage to Spearhead quite a bit - reinvention of the Doctor (and the series), the Autons and perhaps some dodgy Welsh stereotypes - take a bow Mr Talfryn Thomas, but that's no bad thing. I enjoyed episode one quite a bit. Given that we are teased with nuggets of information, pertaining not only to the Doctor, but to the involvement of UNIT and the alien threat, it held my attention much more than later regeneration tales.

I liked the Brigadier as Freddie Mercury wannabe, who found the idea of being searched "rather amusing" and I loved the fact that an orderly on the back of one phone call could summon up the UK press. I loved the parochial poacher who made not one bit of sense (I actually put the subtitles on for his bits) and enjoyed the camp UNIT soldier's interrogation of him. It was all so charming. And that's what Doctor Who is about - camp soldiers - well not quite, but hopefully you get what I mean. Big events in small instances - it's the British way - an alien invasion in a tiny village, but it means the world. We Brits don't have to blow up famous landmarks or convert the world over night. We just have to hint at great things and we get the picture. That's what Spearhead does and it's what Rose will hopefully do - hint at great things.

And now on BBC1, in colour, Doctor Who...

...and what colour it is - in places at any rate. I know it's the 70's (or is it meant to be the 80's, or the 90's) but those curtains in the hospital room look like a smack addicts stained sheets after a 10 day injection, vomiting and Biriani session. And what's with the Brig's decorations? Did he fight in the Gay Wars ('69-'72) and get decorated with a load of pink ribbon?

Sweating, as has already been mentioned, features heavily. From the junior in the UNIT control room to the old poacher who seems to find setting a rabbit trap harder work than getting near something that's just come screaming through the ionosphere. Then there are the Auton replacements who have a nice healthy sheen to their "flesh". It's as if they've all just been down Sven's Plastic Paradise (off junction 17 A675) and indulged in some hot plastic on plastic action. I've seen more realistic sweating on Gerry Anderson's puppets.

And a personal gripe of mine, closing the TARDIS doors. I was (and still am) obsessed with the closing of the TARDIS doors after the occupants leave. Fair enough, the single traveler falls out, unconscious, but surely Gallifreyan engineering must have progressed far enough to not only encompass trans-dimensional mechanics but also to have fitted automatic door closures (89 Quatloos from all good branches of B&Q on the Rim Worlds)?

"Like Swallows in Spring"

Welcome to the beginning of Doctor Who Stripped Down. We kick-off proceedings with part one of Spearhead from Space...

I was 3 months old when episode one of Spearhead from Space was originally broadcast. It's fair to say that I don't remember watching it. In fact, I didn't see it until it was released on video twenty years later (when, ironically, Paul Hayes was only three months old).

To be fair, Spearhead isn't your ordinary slice of Doctor Who. It's shot on film for starters - and in real, honest-to-God locations! This gives the show a gritty feel which is in direct contrast to the studio-bound cosiness that will eventually define the Pertwee era. Not that all of these real locations actually help. The walls might not fall over but the ambience is spoilt by echoing dialogue which makes makes the whole thing seem very cold and alien. Maybe that was the point?

But I'm getting ahead of myself. We have to treat Spearhead as a special case for all sorts of reasons:

1) it launched Dr Who in spangly colour
2) it introduced the 3rd Doctor to the masses
3) it initiated the cost-cutting "exiled-to Earth" formula.

In many ways this was a series reboot. It came at a time when the future of the show was in serious doubt. It regenerated a new Doctor (off-screen). It was made with higher production values than ever before. And it's got Autons in it. Sound familiar?

And that's why I choose this episode to kick off our Stripped Down Sessions. (there's another poor sod who's just arrived, extremely disappointed, from Google). It was a no-brainer, really.

And off we go:

I'm fairly sure that the opening of this episode will be ripped-off/homaged by 'Rose' in four weeks time - the slow zoom towards planet Earth looks remarkably like the teaser trailer ('teaser' being the operative word). I dunno, pandering to continuity in the first 15 seconds, I ask you!

We suddenly cut to a chap in front of a HUGE computer screen. He looks like he just stepped out of a sauna. What is he browsing to make him sweat like that? Turns out it isn't his bedroom but UNIT's answer to Jodrell Bank! We soon learn that strange objects have landed on Earth. From space. "I'm sure it had a shape." says the sweaty guy. Perhaps it was (s)pear-shaped? Either way the sweaty guy from UNIT is visibly cacking himself. How did he ever get a job in an organisation set-up to thwart alien invasions?

Cue the TARDIS. It sounds knackered (which it is) but at the time I'm sure fans tutted at the sloppy sound engineer who must have cued up the sound effect late. Jon Pertwee tumbles out, unconscious. Did the Time Lords prop him against the door or something?

Suddenly we're in a different show as slow jazzy porn music accompanies a no-holds barred expose of what it's like to be driven in a car.

The biggest difference between 70s Who and 00's Who is going to be speed. I expect to see two or three scenes crammed into the same time it took Liz Shaw to drive into UNIT HQ. If you remade this story with 21st century pacing it would last 42 minutes. Which is handy. It's like Esienstein had never been born...

Some of the direction is great though: the excellent tracking shot through the hospital corridor stands out as strangely sophisticated for this show.

It's also remarkably like the first episode of The X-Files with Caroline John as Scully and Nick Courtnay as mustachioed Mulder. If Liz thought the notion of alien invaders was ridiculous it's a bloody good job that the Brigadier didn't mention the fact that they were robotic Yetis - he would been laughed out of the room.

And then we get a scene with the chest X-Ray that is aped by the 1996 TV Movie (you begin to get the feeling that this episode is the first one new producers reach for when they get the green light). It's rather good actually and it builds up the tension nicely. I also love the way that Dr Henderson treats Mullins like shit which leads to him calling in the press.

The press conference itself is fantastic - almost documentary-esque - although I was half expecting one of them to announce that they were from Asian Babes. Yeah, it's very realistic and gritty.

Until somebody from UNIT opens their mouths, that is. The Brig's right-hand man, Monroe, is just so lyrical. "They just appeared like swallows in spring," he says at one point. He is obviously a struggling poet in between all the alien incursions.

And so - finally - to the new Doctor: a vain and deceitful shoe fetishist who tries to cop a feel from some nurse.

Okay, I'm being a bit harsh. At least he doesn't rub the back of his neck (probably because he is tied-up for most of the show). Actually, I think it's one of Pertwee's best performances; he's very vulnerable and unsure of himself here. There's only a smidgen of condescension on display and it's hard not to warm to him.

A brilliant twist occurs when we discover that one of the UNIT soldiers is related to the poacher who found the "meteorites"! This bit was very Ken Loach. Which is more than can be said for the comedy chase scene in the wheelchair. But to be fair, at least they start editing scenes for a change and the music was mildly exciting.

And then UNIT accidentally shoot the Doctor down in a hail of er... a bullet. This has to be the funniest cliffhanger ever - "Don't shoot, you stupid -" Tune in tomorrow when Corporal Smithers gets a right-old bollocking. And what is the next word? Idiot? Ponce?

OK, now it's your turn. If you only have a few opinions feel free to stick them in the comments section of this post. If you are an Author and have something more substantial to say please start a new post instead. Cheers - and happy viewing!