Oh the veiny throbbing console. The fun and the excitement and the delight in the Doctor's eyes as he goes further and further in to the future. Pumping away at the TARDIS console like some manic pervert trying to keep a plastic doll inflated even with a gaping, flapping, tear in the material. The year is 5.5/Apple/26 and this is the day the sun expands, and the Mirror collapses under the sheer weight of Doctor Who copy. Welcome to The End of the World...
Gotta keep reminding myself that I'm watching Doctor Who as shuttle craft dance around Platform One. Oh My Bod! Even if they've blown all the cash for the entire on series on this one sequence, a la episode one of The Trial of a Timelord, then I'll die happy. I just love that the National Trust have kept the planet preserved and have spent the last 5 billion years selling Edinburgh rock in tartan tins, cream teas and battling against the inexorable movement of continental shift. Instead of using gravity satellites to keep back the expanding sun why didn't they just use velvet ropes? They work every where else.
Now for a small confession, when the automated platform announcement said "Half an hour before earth death." who else was timing it? I was, and what's more the subsequent announcements and the best bang since the big one were almost spot on. Me and my OCD would like to give thanks to some anal production runner somewhere I guess.
Parts of this episode looked like a cross between a Blue Man Group show in Vegas and New Order's video for Blue Monday, especially the plumber. Wonder if she was corgi registered? Fantastic.
The scene containing Rose's first alien encounter, with the Steward, (and the slightly psychic paper - very, very, Harry Potter) wasn't as earth shattering as it could have been. But then she makes up for it when alien after alien come spewing through the doors. She just stares at them with in slack jawed incredulity - the musical choice, coming out of the "iPod" was spot on. Coming back to comparisons with the old, fatter, camper, series again, one of these aliens alone would have been the centre point of an old series story. Just too expensive to dispose of in a single shot they would have had the whole story wrapped around them, but not in new Who. Oh no! The Moxx of Balhoon wasn't quite what I was expecting. For one thing his voice didn't seem to fit the exterior. Perhaps that was the idea.
Spidery things, very Star Trek/Stargate. And when they bounce into the camera in the duct that was a lovely touch. But back in the Steward's office and it's the first death (of many, thankfully!). Why would you have a key on the keyboard, one press of which would render the office a cupboard of death? The number of times I've hit the wrong key on a keyboard in my time would mean that I would probably have killed myself about 5 times every hour.
The scene where Jabe talks to the Doctor about him and scanning him and knowing where he's from, and the Doctor's reaction, is probably the highlight of the entire episode. Hell, of the entire damn 41 years. I can forgive the positioning of the oh-so vital controls at the end of an insanely dangerous walkway. It's looking more like a Playstation game with every scene.
And Birtney Spears in an episode of Doctor Who, wow! I'm certainly looking forward to the soundtrack album, and it's not going to be a album of Murray Gold's finest but a drum'n'base/r'n'b monster mix of classic and new artists. Now That's What I Call Who Music Volume I.
Rose then gets herself trapped in a room for the remainder of the episode which is not as boring or plain as you might expect it to be as seen as she's got very little to do for around a third of the episode. Suppose it works cos she's doing her Penelope Pitstop bit whilst the Doctor deals with the insanely dangerous walkway.
And more death... Moxx's death was a little bit of a waste. We don't really see what happens to him aside from being enveloped in light and then a steaming pile of something. Jabe's death is similarly wasteful but Casandra's death is a little more like it, but I'd quite like to have seen the frame with bloody entrails hanging from it, dripping. Where's Hinchcliffe when you need him?
Overall, still suffering from fairly pedestrian direction (bring on Aherne), but much better incidental music (now that I've had by ears syringed I can actually hear the damn thing). Rose I still see as a solid start and this just built upon that firm foundation and took Who to new heights. I can only hope they've got rights clearance, from the featured musical artists, to release this story on DVD...