‘Doctor Who’: The Time Of Angels review
So, just four weeks in, and already it feels like there simply isn’t enough time to stuff in all the dangling storylines that have been hinted at.
So, just four weeks in, and already it feels like there simply isn’t enough time to stuff in all the dangling storylines that have been hinted at.
Now, this is more like it. After a circling of non-plots for Matt Smith’s opening stories, we hit the ground running with a genuinely scary, gorgeous looking, very grown up, and fiendishly clever Doctor Who adventure.
Your number’s up. It seems that these days, full of CCTV, pin numbers, and DNA being kept on file, it’s time for a new Prisoner.
Some Doctor Who fans can be an odd lot. After having been cast in the wilderness for the best part of two decades, you’d think that they’d be happy that their favourite show had returned.
Almost 90 years ago, the BBC started on its mission to educate, inform, and entertain. Apparently, there was another clause to that manifesto, and that was to produce a new cop show at least once every two months.
The concept of BBC Three’s Being Human is so zeitgeist that it could have been written on the back of a beer mat in the pub behind BBC’s Broadcasting House.
The first era of the rebooted Who has passed. The sound of drums has ceased to be.
When the follow-up series to Life On Mars first aired, it didn’t really make sense.
Caprica may not get the adrenaline pumping like its predecessor Battlestar Galactica, but what it lack in thrills, it more than makes up for with a fascinating exploration and expansion of an already rich mythology.
This boxset release marks the 20th anniversary of Twin Peaks and, with its Murder She Wrote meets League Of Gentleman style narrative, watching it is a strange experience.