Eiji…I am…we are…I can’t do it! It’s not anything earth shattering, but I can’t express this in a single comment! (Oishi)
And not to forget one of Oishi’s monologues where he’s basically singing Eiji’s name while drying his own hair
The funniest part is that he actually uses a hairdryer
I finally got around to watching it. After a month of putting it off I finally watched it, and it happened… the sheer obnoxiousness of that dickweed Stephen Moffat and the drivel he calls “a script” finally brought me to fucking tears.
I finished the thing feeling dead as a doornail and then five minutes afterwards I burst into tears. Like, angry, grieving upset tears.I couldn’t work out why. It wasn’t as if I was moved by anything Moffat wrote- it’ll be a cold day in hell before that happens!
I’m still feeling dreadfully upset and I think it’s because I’m so exhausted by Who being so goddamned shit. I’m so upset that such a spectacular actor with a spectacular take on the Doctor was so ruined in his potential because he had a complete sexist wanker as showrunner who couldn’t get over his own ego to learn how PLOT and CHARACTER work.
I’m not even going to try to deconstruct the story because this does it better and the episode was so paint-by-numbers that it was a hollow facsimile of even the worst of 11’s run. A sexy-witty-“strong” woman to flirt with? Check. Crap references to “plot points” gone by, pretending they’re part of some clever cosmic puzzle? Check. Moffat attempting to force emotion with no build up whatsoever? (ie “let’s throw a sad child in!”) Check. Ugh. And after the fucking Operetta that farewelled Tennant, it was a big disrespect to Matt to farewell him with this truncated nonsense.
(And there were elements that I liked in Tennant’s farewell… if he died right before Wilf, with an audience of one lonely old man who loved him with all his heart instead of the bloody Ood Enya Universe Tour it would have worked so beautifully and actually contributed to the Doctor’s mythos that Moffat clearly wants to make but has no bloody clue how)
You can’t just add elements and hope that they’ll work. For instance, I think of Matt as a ‘children’s doctor’, not just in terms of his demeanor but his appeal to children. You can’t just hark at that by quite literally putting up children’s pictures all over his TARDIS… it references nothing. There is no established relationship that it references… you can’t just whack a sad boy in front of the TARDIS and hope that it substitutes for an actual story. I’ve said before that Moffat writes with ciphers as substitutes for ACTUAL HARD WRITING WORK and now I look back over my reviews, no wonder I burst into tears tonight.
I’ve been pining for quality storytelling in the Who universe for so long, and I’ve been seeing exactly where it’s going wrong that it saddens me so deeply that my childhood love has turned into this.
I’m sad because Matt was so talented to bring all the elements of an old Who Doctor into a New Who setting. He had so many lovely elements, the inquisitiveness and unreliability balancing nicely with the peek of old wisdom shining through in his eyes. He was completely wasted on all this ‘sexy-witty’ woman bullshit and inconsistent writing and horrible ‘universe is doomed’ plots. I’m so sad that we’ll never see him truly shine in a lovely season-wide well written plot with well written companions that aren’t reduced to ciphers or plot points. His Doctor really touched something in me, that little spark of beauty and fun that could make me feel like I was in 1995 again, watching the Armageddon Factor for the 5th time on a big fat CRT TV with a frozen prima in my hand.
That thrill of discovery, where discovery doesn’t have to be the vistas of different universes… it can be the discovery inside yourself.
Maybe that’s why I cried, because his last moments were very lovely and wise, despite the rest of the nonsense.
I’ll miss your Doctor, Matt. And I’ll miss what he could have been.
I signed up for the Ace Attorney Big Bang as an artist… there are still artist slots available! :)
Anonymous asked: do you mind me asking where you got that adorable Apollo phone charm? `u`
Hi anon! I’m afraid my answer will disappoint unless you live in Japan… I got it in 2010 from a vending machine at Shibuya Mandarake, Tokyo! I wish I’d kept on filling it with yen to get the whole set but chickened out for some reason :s
That feeling when you’ve worked out how to hook up your new TV to your computer and now you’ll never leave the house and get a boyfriend