Warning: MASSIVE NERDERY ABIDES.
This is a Doctor Who post. Sort of.
I should talk about the part one finale of the Tenth Doctor era, “The End Of Time, Part One,” but instead, especially in the spirit of the approaching New Year, this is about the anticipation of the concluding episode, which airs on New Year’s day in the UK, and the day after here in the colonies.
If I were to talk about part one, I’d tell you that it was a truly silly and ridiculous episode, just incredibly over the top at times. But wonderful. Just perfectly strange and nonsensical at times, but then within that wildnerness of weird, you’d get little scenes, like the one between David Tennant and Bernard Cribbins in the cafe. With just the faintest possibility of a tear in my eye, I could probably watch that scene again and again.
Also, thank you mightily Timothy Dalton for all that Time Lord spittle.
Definitely something that I think the thespians in America need to appropriate from across the Atlantic: The glorious art of just throwing some of your own saliva in another actor’s faces while chewing the scenery. Making someone blink and possibly having to take a handkerchief to their face is really what should decide who gets Oscars and things like that these days.
Play along at home:
Now, some mad linkage as the year draws to a close…
Ricky Jay and the secrets of the magus.
The man who is scaling Mt. Criterion film by film.
Julie Klausner and the end of the 00s.
15 reasons to live for the next ten years. If a meteorite doesn’t kill you, that is…
The Russians are going to chip in to save the Earth from destruction via meteorite in 2032. I remember reading about 99942 Apophis, the asteroid that will get dangerously close to our planet two decades from now and emailing a few people about it, not freaking out or anything, just saying, “You know, this is kind of interesting.” And I remember people telling me, “If this was a big deal, we would’ve heard something by now.” The time is now.
Notes on A Lover’s Discourse.
My Dinner With Andre is online.
Why do so many terrorists have engineering degrees?
Dear Benjamin, Light: Ap-Ro-Po. You cunt.
Jeff Dunham’s show has thankfully been canceled.
The sudden exoticism of Africa, and how ridiculous such a notion is.
Joeblog, you are missed.
Dylan Moran’s Black Books is on Hulu!
Republicans, Obama, and failed airplane bombs.
This article linked here: 2009. Independent film. Brave. Free thinkers.
Clean your screen.