|Things I Have Been Putting In My Eyeballs
||[Oct. 12th, 2018|08:31 pm]
Doctor Who aired and I found it delightful. I let out a deep breath (that I hadn't known I was holding, in fanfic parlance) when the first episode of this series of |
I still haven't watched Twelve's last series (well, I watched the christmas special for fifteen seconds of Jodie Whittakar, but I was pretty drunk) because of how Matt Lucas' Nardole bugged the shite out of me. And I'd been worried I'd have the same I-hate-your-stupid-face reaction to Bradley Walsh (people who watched the UK version of L&O might see him as a proper actor, but to me he'll always be the gurning bloke from that daytime quiz show that you only see when you're unemployed), and not that I wouldn't trade Graham for Grace in a hot second, but he was fine.
At first I'd thought the casting was a bit...busy, and that the TARDIS was going to be a bit crowded. But having seen the first episode, and after a run of Doctors who glommed onto one super duper special human and barely seemed to tolerate the rest of us, it is nice to have a Doctor who fell to Earth and immediately adopted four (4) people.
I like Thirteen's outfit...in theory. I like how it sticks two fingers up at the male gaze, I like how it actually does look like what you'd get if you plonked a blindfolded person down in a charity shop and told them to pick the comfiest clothes possible. On the other hand it looks more old-school than we've become used to in nu-who; less stylised and more costume-y. Hopefully I'll like it more on Sunday when we see it in motion more.
Let's be honest, there was no way I wasn't going to watch, and adore the first female Doctor, and having seen the first episode I'm just relieved that the show isn't going to make that difficult.
This last season of Elementary felt a bit disjointed. I know that there were behind the scenes reasons for that (it's a half season! Wait! It's a full season! It's the last season! Surprise renewal!) but there's no denying that it was weirdly paced; like with Sherlock's serial killer friend having to take himself off on a road trip for a bunch of episodes so that he could be the bad guy in the finale, and full of plot threads that never led anywhere; like, apparently Moriarty escaped from prison off-screen, but let us never speak of it again because we can't get the actress back.
I had mixed feelings about the Joan tries to adopt subplot. A woman who's never exhibited a single maternal instinct suddenly realises that she's desperate to be a mother is one of my least favourite tropes of all time, especially, as was the case with Joan, when it's because someone tells her she wants to be a mother. On the other hand, I'd be lying if I said I didn't find Sherlock's insistence that he feels no pressure to co-parent Joan's child (please let me co-parent your child, Watson!) delightful. Plus, now that the show's been surprised renewed I'd be surprised if that subplot comes around again. You'd have to change the structure of the show pretty drastically to accommodate Joan and Sherlock having a kid; unless you were going to treat the baby like Clyde and whip it out twice a season wearing an adorable hat and the rest of the time forget it exists.
The ending with Joan and Sherlock in London was so absolutely pitch-perfect that I'm almost bummed it wasn't the last episode because I don't know how they're going to come up with another ending that perfect.
I think I spent last week in the upside down because I watched the second seasons of Luke Cage and Iron Fist and Iron Fist was better, like, a lot better..?
At thirteen episodes Luke Cage was too long; three hours of it could have been cut, five hours of it could have been cut and nothing of value would have been lost. Luke wouldn't have had to lose three separate fights to Bushmaster in basically the same way; he wouldn't have had to come to the realisation that Harlem needs a king twice five episodes apart.
The first four episodes were lost to a pained and overwrought subplot to write out Claire Temple, the effect of which could have been achieved by holding up a scorecard reading: Rosario Dawson doesn't want to do these anymore ¯\_(ツ)_/¯.
I mean it wasn't a total loss. The fight scenes, especially the free for alls involving Luke, Misty, Bushmaster, and Shades were A+. The overarching theme of power corrupting and Harlem needing a king was cool. Misty Knight has a bionic arm now - by the way, the badass lady cop with a bionic arm was my favourite thing about Altered Carbon too; sometimes I wish this wasn't such a specifically gendered trope with me, because if Bucky scanned as anything more than a total non-entity to me then I would never run out of fic to read - but it was way, way too repetitive, meandering, and just too long.
Iron Fist had a leg up in that it was a much tighter ten episodes, and also that after its balls up of a first season it had nowhere to go but up. Okay, I can't really be impartial about this season, because I only ever wanted one thing from this show, one tiny, super specific thing that I never, ever thought I'd get, and that was for Colleen Wing to be the iron fist.
Thank you, show. You can leave. Please show in Daughters of the Dragon.
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