Doctor Who: Deep Breath

So. That happened.

Guys, I’m one of the biggest Doctor Who fans around, and I wanted to come in here gushing and screaming about the new season. I really did. I mean, I was so excited all day. It was Doctor Who day, and I spent all day in front of my TV, watching last season before the Deep Breath premiere.

I’m so sad to have to tell you…I can’t gush. I can’t scream. I actually pretty much hated this premiere. In my opinion, this was the worst premiere of the New Who.

I mean, haven’t we seen this exact episode before? Only then it was called The Girl in the Fireplace, and it had better writing, better directing, better editing…and Madame du Pompadour. And no Clara. Ugh, Clara.

WHY does Moffat insist on writing her so badly? Must she always need saving? Why is she such a shallow character?! And really, it’s all about her when the Doctor regenerates? The guy is confused and going through hell, and Clara’s all, “me, me, me!” Grr.

I will say, however, that Capaldi was a bright light that shone through the horribleness. When he flapped his jacket and asked, “What do you think?” That EXACT moment was when he became the Doctor to me. I’m so glad it didn’t take long. Heck, it took me 8 or 9 episodes to love Eccleston!

Okay, on to the episode itself! Here we go!

Victorian London. A huge t-rex is wandering the city. But it’s okay! Vastra, Jenny and Strax are on the case!

How did the dinosaur get to Victorian London? Well, we figure that out when it coughs up the TARDIS.

Out pops the Doctor—the NEW Doctor, and he’s still very much confused. Out pops Clara, who’s also very confused. And upset. And then the Doctor faints.

Queue the new opening credits. I love them. They’re really, really well done. They’re modern, and just really cool.

So we go on for a while—much like what happened in Tennant’s first episode--with the Doctor being confused and crazy. It’s boring, and old.

Clara, much like Rose in Tennant’s first episode, wants to change the Doctor back into the man he was. Vastra gets pissed at Clara and gives her hell. Basically the lizard lady tells Clara to grow up, he’s not her boyfriend, he trusts her, and now he has a real, true face, and not one he’s hiding behind to make people accept him.

Clara argues back, Jenny claps at Clara, and the Doctor writes in chalk on the floor of the bedroom for some reason. I get that that’s going to become his “thing”, but I didn’t get the point of it in this episode.

Oh, and then there are also clockwork robots. Yep, kinda like the ones in The Girl in the Fireplace. And these clockwork-type robots are also cutting up people—and dinosaurs?-- for parts to improve themselves. Déjà vu much?

The Doctor escapes out a window, because the door is too boring for him, and watches as the dinosaur spontaneously combusts for no apparent reason.

He steals a horse and goes galloping through London in his nightshirt, and the Paternoster’s and Clara also head to the scene of the dinosaur’s death.

The Doctor is very upset that the dinosaur died, and after Vastra tells him there have been similar deaths, he jumps into the Thames to, um..try to solve the crime? Okay, I have no idea why he jumped into the Thames. Because he’s still confused and crazy, I guess.

The next day, Clara finds a message in the paper to “the impossible girl”. She figures out the code, and she and the Doctor meet at a restaurant.

The two have a heated exchange—Clara’s acting like a child, and the Doctor is trying to make her see his side of things when he realizes they’re not in a normal restaurant. The restaurant is full of non-breathing clockwork robot-things.

And they also realize that neither of them placed the ad in the newspaper for them to meet.

Clara and the Doctor are trapped and taken under the restaurant. After an obligatory former companion reference—Amy is mentioned—they escape with the help of his sonic screwdriver, and the Doctor leaves Clara to fend for herself after they’re separated by a door.

Clara can’t hold her breath long enough, and she’s caught. Luckily, she still knows the Doctor, and he still has her back. Too bad she wouldn’t have his now that he’s old.

The Doctor saves Clara, as always, and when she says the code word (Geronimo!), the Paternoster’s glide (and fall) down from above.

The Doctor goes after the clockwork leader’s escape capsule as Clara and the Paternoster’s fight the rest.

The escape capsule is the restaurant, powered by a human skin balloon, and the Doctor makes many references to everything being very familiar. Again, déjà vu, much?

The Paternoster’s and Clara are overwhelmed, and very quickly losing the battle. The Doctor, after listening to the clockwork robot talk about reaching “paradise” and the “promised land”, flings open the restaurant doors and the two struggle.

Down below, after a beautiful Vastra/Jenny kiss, the rest of the clockwork robots fall still, dead.

And above, the clockwork leader is seen impaled on the spire of a building.

The Paternoster’s and Clara return home to find the TARDIS gone. Clara has given up hope of his return, but of course, the Doctor comes back for her.

Once aboard the TARDIS, the Doctor and companion realize that there’s a woman out there who’s trying very hard to keep them together. The woman who placed the ad in the paper, who’s probably the same woman from the shop who gave Clara the Doctor’s number so many months ago.

Alas, Clara makes the decision to go home, and stop travelling with a Doctor she no longer knows.

But, wait…things are about to change for her, and for us, forever. All the feels happen when the Eleventh Doctor phones Clara from Trenzalore, just before he regenerates. He asks her for help, and tells her he’s scared. Him, as in the new Doctor he’s become. He knows she’s afraid too, but he’s still himself, and she just needs to look to see that. I sobbed. I SOBBED. Yes, yes, this was a total fanwank scene, but it was really lovely. It was a lovely way for us, and for Clara, to say goodbye to Eleven, and finally welcome Twelve in the way he deserves to be welcomed.

The following scene is brilliant. Capaldi is brilliant. “I’m right here. Standing right in front of you.” Welcome, Mr. Capaldi. You *are* the Doctor, and you’re wonderful.

But, of course, this couldn’t be a Moffat-run show without a season-long story arc. Le sigh.

Apparently this season’s arc is…heaven? Someone named Missy—oh, the River Song fans are going to go wild with speculation now! Is she…? Isn’t she…? Is that the CAL? Ahhh, is River still alive?! 
Or: OMG MISSY = MISTRESS = MASTER, MISSY IS THE MASTER!
OR: Rani. Gotta be the Rani. Right? I'm right, right? Guys? Guys?

Bah. Bah, I say.

So the clockwork guy wakes up in heaven, where Missy greets him and apologizes for her ‘boyfriend’.

Some thoughts:

-I’m so very glad Capaldi was able to keep his accent.

-So, why the Doctor choose that face? What is he trying to tell himself? We, of course, know he saw it in Pompeii .

-Did the Doctor push the clockwork dude? I think he did. I think this is a much darker Doctor, and a much more ruthless Doctor.

-Who’s Missy? Is that really heaven? What does that have to do with anything?

Best lines:

“Who frowned me this face?”
“These are attack eyebrows”
 “Oh! You’ve got a dinosaur too!”
 “Don’t look in that mirror! It’s furious!”
“Door. Boring. Not me.”
“I don’t think that I’m a hugging person now.”

And pretty much everything that came out of Strax’s mouth.

Okay, guys, tell me how wrong I am about this episode. I completely expect to be yelled at and told how crazy I am for disliking it as much as I did. But don’t forget to tell me WHY you liked it, too.

See you here next week for, Into the Dalek! 

Guardians of the Galaxy-- My Thoughts

Okay, so when I saw the first trailer for this movie, I was sure I was going to hate it. It looked stupid, with crude, dumb humour. Not like my type of movie at all. I had no desire to see it whatsoever.

And then the advanced screenings began to happen, and friends I knew and trusted were raving about it. They were telling me that I HAD to see it, and that it was exactly my type of movie.

I thought they were insane.

But on their word, I decided to go. I won't lie, I went into it expecting to hate it... I  was almost WANTING to hate it.
And until about halfway through, although I didn't HATE it, I wasn't as impressed as everyone told me I would be.

I don't know when it happened, or why things changed or even HOW it changed, but it did. Magic happened. And it was wonderful.

I loved this movie, you guys. I'll even go as far as to say I loved it more than I loved Avengers. I know, I know, I'm shocked too!

This story was amazing. It was perfectly touching, emotional, and funny as HELL. It was clever, fun, wild and full of action.

The cast was brilliant. Absolutely brilliant. Karen Gillan and, very surprisingly, David Bautista were the ones who killed it on screen. Gillan was BAD. ASS. Bautista was just awesome.

Rocket was HILARIOUS, and not at all cheesy or corny, like I expected him to be.

And Groot...My god, who knew that I could literally fall in love with a tree who only says 3 little words.
I am Groot. Sweet, wonderful, touching, beautiful Groot.
I need to get my hands on every Groot comic now, so I know more about him.

Rooker was Rooker. Always great. Always fun. Always with that tiny little bit of heart to his maniacal characters. And always calling someone, "Boy". ;)

Chris Pratt, who I don't know from anything but this movie, was adorable.

And Lee Pace was frickin' fantastic.

I was proud of myself for finally being able to kind of follow along with the tie-ins with other movies and shows. For instance, I was familiar with the Kree in this movie, because of Agents of SHIELD. I remembered Thanos from Avengers. So, yay, me.

The soundtrack was unbelievable, and I'll be purchasing it as soon as I hit 'post' on this blog. The music almost made this movie what it was. Without the music, I don't think it would have meshed as well as it did. The music was almost a whole other character, and it was perfect.

James Gunn, although I know you'll never read this, I want to apologize to you. I'm so, so sorry for judging this movie as wrongly as I did. I'm so sorry for not giving it, and you, the benefit of the doubt.

Gunn made this movie magical. He used the cheese and turned it on itself to make the cheese hilarious, or touching, or sad. He knew exactly what to do with a brilliant script.

And guys. Guys. The after credits scene? EFFING PERFECTION.

GO SEE THIS MOVIE RIGHT NOW.

The end. ;)