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My Irresistible Rise Continues...

Yes folks, my empire continues to expand.  My influence spreads.  Soon, very soon, I shall be published for the second time.  Tomorrow, the world.

Robert Smith?'s latest project - Outside In - arrives on 23rd November. 


Astonishingly, my name isn't on the cover.  Must've been an oversight.


Full details here, but basically it's a compendium of reviews.  Every Doctor Who story reviewed... and here's the thing... by a different writer.  The promise is that these reviews are going to be a bit different, offering a new take. 

I'm in there, reviewing 'Snakedance'.  It's a slightly tweaked version of a piece I originally wrote for the (sadly resting) fanzine Panic Moon, so the editor - the estimable Oliver Wake - must share credit for dragging the essay out of me in the first place.

Nice Guy, Nasty Cosmos

The great Timelash II rehash finally hobbles to a close.  Here's the last roundup.  Seasons 19-21.


Castrovalva

This is a story, like ‘Logopolis’, that achieves greatness despite its many flaws. Flaws first:

“Take your hands off me – this is an official uniform!” and “We’re perfectly harmless, unfortunately!”

Seriously… who the hell talks like that? I can forgive “I know so little about telebiogenesis” because Nyssa is an alien scientist child prodigy aristocrat. But Tegan is supposed to be a down-to-earth working woman. And, on that subject, it becomes abundantly clear during this story that the programme makers aren’t going to exploit the contrast between the two characters’ backgrounds and attitudes for interesting dramatic conflict. Nor are they going to milk the business of the Master inhabiting Nyssa’s father’s body for dramatic potential either… though, to her great credit, Sarah Sutton is still trying to use her face to express anguish at the Master’s appearance.

Ainley, it need hardly be said, excels as the delightful Portreeve (channelling Olivier to the point that it becomes beside-the-point that it’s always obvious who he is) but suddenly goes crap when called upon to play an obtuse ...

Panicking Again

The April issue of the excellent fanzine Panic Moon has just been released.


In have two articles in the new issue: a consideration of realism (or lack thereof) and a debt to modernism in 'Snakedance', and a rumination on why it might be that 'gods' in Doctor Who tend to be depicted sitting down.

Lots of other stuff too.  Full details here.

Oh, and here is a link to the fanzine's Facebook group.

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