I knew a guy who was a virgin and didn’t know what the big deal about sex was. Then he had sex. Then he wanted to have sex all the time. I’ve watched a few episodes of Doctor Who but I admit while I liked it I didn’t know what the big deal was. Now I know what the big deal is. So maybe it’s like the person who has had sex but has never had the sort of mind blowing sex that makes you realize what sex is all about. (Pause while I consider my mother reads this blog then move along because writing.)
This episode was amazing. And that’s kind of annoying because I was pretty content not being a raving Whovian. I mean already with the Classic Star Trek teen years, Buffy, Firefly, Supernatural. I’m becoming a walking billboard for the borderland between fandom and resisting fandom.
Doctor Who: “Listen”, written by Steven Moffat, directed by Douglas Mackinnon (BBC Television)
“Did we really just travel to the end of time for a nursery rhyme?”
From start to finish this episode of Doctor Who was mind blowingly good. It lays out all the delicious threads of plot and character, sticks true to them and does not feel the need to jump up and down and point and say “see what I did!” It works beautifully within the canon, the universe, the individuals. It hints and lingers and then gives everything at the end. Potentially the best TV I’ve watched.
I was all set to do the necessary viewing, cede an hour or two to the Whovians, and then vote in Orphan Black after fulfilling the requirement to watch all nominated TV shows. Instead I’ve found there’s only one thing I can do. My vote for Best Dramatic Presentation, Short Form, is Doctor Who “Listen.”