Back in December I watched the first series of Doctor Who’s revival, with Christopher Eccleston. A solid enough series but I never really warmed to Eccleston as the Doctor, and it seems 12 episodes wasn’t about to change that. Fortunately his successor David Tennant got over three series, as well as being instantly likeable.
Season 2 was always one of the best for me, and Billie Piper’s Rose Tyler sealed the deal. Their chemistry was immediate, with a more light-hearted Doctor working well with the sparky Rose. Of course that made the series finale all the more devastating when the two of them were split up by a then-watershed moment of high spectacle as Daleks & Cybermen fought for control of Planet Earth. Continue reading
I was feeling a bit mopey yesterday. I don’t think it was a hangover from my overindulgence on Friday, I think a well-played Big Mac saw that off. No, it was grey and rainy outside and I had no big desire to go outside so I thought I’d watch some TV for a change.
Well I say TV, I hardly ever watch broadcast TV. Mainly it’s because I’ve got such a shitty aerial I can barely pick up BBC1, and the occasional channel I can watch in my bedroom I have to be laying down to watch because otherwise I disturb the signal.
My next stop therefore is BBC’s iPlayer, and sometimes stuff I’ve downloaded because it’s only on in America. I’ve had a bit of a boxset binge, and Doctor Who is my current revival after all that anniversary stuff last year. Over the weekend I managed to get through half of Series 3 (i.e the Martha series), it’s rather addictive despite a few dud episodes. I like Martha, she’s much better than people make out – mind you, I think there’s always someone hating on the companion, whoever they are. I’m quite excited by Catherine Tate’s series though, I haven’t seen that in a while. Continue reading