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Tuesday, 18 July 2017

Dr Who Books Read and Heard, Part 22! TOM BAKER SPECIAL!




 As promised, here comes a lot of Tom Baker’s fourth Doctor.  He was my Doctor growing up, with a bit of Pertwee, and I feel, in the modern world, we could do a lot worse than look to Tom Baker’s sort of Doctor for inspiration in life: intelligent, urbane, only sometimes shouty or violent – much more often full of casual wit and peace-making skills, poise, confidence.  Astonishing dress sense.  *Such presence*.  Anyway – I haven’t cherry picked these next stories – they are the Targets that were next to read, in order for him, and whichever of the Virgin Missing Adventures or the BBC Past Doctor Adventures that I was reading , happenstance, when I decided this whole post would be Just Tom.  And I realised I was never going to get to the Big Finish Tom audios unless I stopped in my tracks and went specifically to his series’s, as those monthlies do go on forever (and I will resume next time I can have a listen). 
But for this one…it’s a nice sea of Nothing But Tom Baker.  Man of All Moments!

AS ALWAYS -  INSANE LEVELS OF SPOILERING AHEAD...

1.    Doctor Who and the Android Invasion, by Terrance Dicks (Target Original)
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4th Doctor.  Hmmmmmm.  This is a patchy story on TV, with some incredibly good, archetypal moments: the banter of Tom and Liz; the deserted town, the strangely brand new money; the falling off of Sarah’s robot face; the robot UNIT staff…and, the book of this story was even patchier.  I’ve never thought this story much good once Styggron appears, and unlike many others I don’t think Milton Johns saved the thing as Crayford either.  
 

The one thing that I really noticed about the book vs. the TV, was the complete absence of the wonderful banter between Tom and Liz Sladen that makes so much of all their scenes together so wonderful.  I went ranting to Stanley about it, as he knows much about how the classic era worked, as he was present during bits and pieces of it.  He explained to me, as I was in full mid rant about how Terrance Dicks really should have kept that banter in and not edited it out, that I had it all backward.  Here’s the interesting thing:  apparently, by this time, Dicks was no longer working directly on the show, he was gone, and working full time on other projects [Stanley did tell me exactly what but I forget and it’s not relevant: what’s relevant is that he was no longer on set, or on staff of the actual TV show – he was only writing those books for the Target series as asked.]  So what would happen is he would be sent scripts, and he would write the books *from* the scripts, alone.  These are not the days of the DVD and the video…he was full time busy on other paid work, and he would not have had access or time to go and watch a screening of the stories he was writing the books for.  Stanley told me that Tom and Liz in particular, had a brill relationship in terms of enjoying each other as actors – they adlibbed a lot of that wonderful banter; it was unscripted, and often changed between takes. 

So there I was blaming Terrance Dicks for removing some of what is best about the entire Tom and Liz era, and I had no idea it wasn’t actually his fault – he never saw it till long after the fact, after the books were written and published.  So, though no doubt I’ll be mentioning again that the lovely banter is gone, I – and us, readers, the previously ignorant ones like me – must remember it wasn’t Terrance Dick’s fault.  It was Tom and Liz’s fault for being very funny and such a good team, y’know, if we’re determined to apportion blame!

That’s really all I have to say about this story: patchy and banter-less in book form – despite having some truly creepy and classic moments in it.  It’s one of those plots too, that doesn’t stand up after a bit of looking…but I shan’t go there.  There’s enough joy in the falling off of Sarah’s robot face to see me through!  ACTUAL BOOK.)
2.   Doctor Who: The Brain of Morbius, by Terrance Dicks (Target Original)
(I find this one of the hardest TV serials to watch – I just don’t like it, it feels hugely melodramatic, and not in a ‘so bad its good’ way!  It’s odd as I love most of the Hinchcliffe era, but this one…nope.  I’m happy to report I found the book easier going, with Philip Madoc’s Solon overly effusive and intense Dr Frankenstein knock off villain simply OTT to read, instead of unbearable! In the book he was almost a pantomime villain, with some of the intensity removed.

I usually really enjoy books that collage others, with the Frankenstein elements, the folkoric overlay of the Sisters of Karn’s siren effect, the Grail-ish borrowing of the Elixir etc.  As a read, this was definitely better for me than to watch, with these disparate elements seeming to blend more instead of fight one another as I had felt they did while watching.  I enjoyed the outright sci-fi elements, the ambition of the brain transplant; the scary idea of the Mindbending competition, imagining someone backward until they go before conception and die.  The use of static electricity to blow Morbius’ dome, as the Doctor was hoping.  It all flowed as a good yarn, when reading.  The idea of the Elixir itself, formed as the flame hits rocks, causing condensation and oxidisation…it’s a marvellous bit of poetic cod-science, as it totally fails to explain why that reaction would create a life extending liquid, but it sounds good when read!

I particularly like Condo’s character [who reminds me of a later incarnation of the loyal but dim 174, the cloned character in new Who’s Sleep No More that I saw the other day].  I felt quite sorry when he died, specially after all the lying about where his arm had been all this time.  The unusual thing I always remember about Condo’s death was that Tom baker’s era of Who was relatively bloodless, and yet Condo’s shooting was complete with blood squib under the shirt and spreading stain.  Of course, this emphasis was not repeated in the book, so didn’t have the same visual impact, though I was still sad to see him go.

I always feel the most interesting people in the whole thing are The Sisters of Karn, and their stagnation, pointed out by the Doctor, in the cruel but accurate summary that “death is the price of progress”.  By the end Maren has realised he was right, and her sacrifice is quiet, but important – when she gives the Doctor the only few remaining drops of elixir, before and too late for more to form so she can have some before dying.  The need for a next generation for new ides is quietly explored here.  ACTUAL BOOK.)
3.   Doctor Who: Destination Nerva, by Nicholas Briggs (Big Finish 4th Doctor Adventures, Series 1, Story 1)
(Hmmmmm! This picks up exactly at the close of Weng Chiang – which is a little risky, placing itself so entirely right next to a classic original Who.  And makes remarkable immediately, any change in tone and feel from the Hinchcliffe era it has placed itself in.  And there is a change in tone – it’s not 1977ish as it has advertised itself.  I’m, not sure what year I’d date it, and it’s not too far off, but it’s not quite right.  Perhaps it would have been better to not situate it so exactly, and allow for some room in tone. 

Also, to have the story partly set on the Nerva Beacon, yet it not entirely being relevant to the plot, is a bit like when Halloween 3 called itself Halloween 3, but had no Michael Myers or any of the requisite characters or setting whatsoever and was simply set at Halloween and was therefore cashing in on the franchise and not standing on its own two [perfectly good] feet.  So I felt that they needed to have been more careful with that, as it could have been any space station, it didn’t specifically need to be Nerva, and remind us all of Ark in Space. 

Glad to hear Louise Jamieson sounding so true to character as Leela, it was just as it used to sound. Though Tom's voice has changed immeasureably with age; it’s almost hard to identify him as the Doctor in some parts of it.  Both tone, pitch and register - as well as delivery of lines, all sound so much less rambunctious and full-spirited than before.  Which is a bit sad.  But there's echoes of his former self in some lines.  And it did get me wondering how the Doctor would be if he did stay in one form for ages and didn't regenerate.  [Which then also made me wonder why no one has jumped on the bandwagon of Young Hartnell, or Young Troughton type stories - the way there is a book range for Young Bond of James Bond...I'm sure it will occur to someone at some point. If it hasn’t already and I’ve missed it…]

The main thing here, apart from Leela being very Leela and one of my favourite companions – and the Doctor treating her slightly less patronisingly than he did in some of the original stories – was the very lovely music.  The composer, Jamie Robertson, went to some trouble to do a very in keeping Dudley Simpson-esque soundtrack: it had a very percussion led orchestral feel, I felt that was marvellously in keeping.

This ‘in keeping’ thing though, that I keep referring to here.  Is this going to be the absolute bugbear and killer for Big Finish, for some of us fans?  Stanley for example tells me I’m silly to want more of the same, more of the past – what’s done is done and there, the rest is lost, and now it’s all different.  To keep trying to remake stories and re-vision them *as though it were still 1977* - is that even doable?  [I won’t say wishable, cos clearly I wish it.] 

The same thing is true in horror circles if you’re into horror films.  For a long while now, there’s been a steady stream of 1970s homage films – either set in the 70s and looking spectacularly beautiful and accurate in terms of set dressing, camerawork, lighting and casting; or else made as now, but with the mores, tropes and ticks of the 1970s horror subgenres: the possession film, the slasher, the vicious backwoods etc.  I am always on the look out for a perfect one: where I could slot it on the shelf with my other 1970s horrors and say: ‘I can’t tell this one was made in 2015/16/17’.  Because I really think they did it better then, in many ways.  I have never yet found one, but several have come pretty close – and even then, there’s still an intriguing layer of NOW over their past-ness, which adds to things, oddly.

Now, as a lover of old classic Who, I love that they are trying to add to the classic era at Big Finish…and I’m puzzled that they aren’t so far able to capture more of the tone, in various adventures I’ve reviewed.  Partly I think its confusion over what we want, as fans – do we want 1977 [or whichever year we like], as if it went on forever?  Or do we want more, similar, but also with an added element of: ‘it could also have been like THIS?’ – which is definitely true for the treatment of Colin Baker, Sylvester McCoy and Paul McGann, who we all know, didn’t get much of a chance originally to get a varied or even consistent flavour.  There was so much original Tom Baker, and in noticeable delineated eras…should the latter Big Finish’s be considered simply an extra era, in a sort of alternative dimension, an alternative timeline, almost?  But can they, when they, like this story, stubbornly squeeze themselves between 2 highly rated classics, and then sound noticeably different?  Hmmmm, like I said at the beginning.  Stanley is shaking his head at my overthinking!  But hey, it’s what I do.  On to the next!  ON DOWNLOAD.)
4.   Doctor Who: The Renaissance Man, by Justin Richards (Big Finish, Fourth Doctor Adventures, Series 1, Story 2)
(Ahh – this is a lot more like it!  I’m not busy worrying about whether it’s in keeping, simply following along with a good story, feeling secure in the voicing and characterisations of Leela and The Doctor.  If the two main characters are sounding and acting as we imagine they would, the rest falls into place.  I don’t know why Tom Baker’s voice characterisation was so much better in this second story, but he thoroughly sounds like his younger self again, with all the nuances and humour, all his whimsical touches restored.

This had rather a complicated plot, seeming at first to be one thing [a stealing of knowledge of people’s], and then becoming another [which I won’t spoiler], and I would describe it as cracking, a cracking good story, rippling along, full of life and verve [and the odd Messerschmidt].  The atmosphere of the countryside is well produced, and the poor archetypal people are well-voiced and plausible.  Ian McNeice does well as the fiendish Harcourt, pitted against the Doctor, another Renaissance Man in his way, who only defeats Harcourt by feeding him misinformation, and providing another plot twist as he does so.  This story did trot along very well, was funny, used Leela very well indeed, and had the Doctor sounding so much himself, I was mentally watching on TV as I listened.  Enjoyable!  Also – I’m liking this shorter 2 episode format for this run of stories – I haven’t felt some of the longer Big Finish stories have made the best use of the longer run time; keeping the stories shorter, as here, prevents padding and keeps the pace buoyant. ON DOWNLOAD.)
5.   Doctor Who: The Wrath of the Iceni, by John Dorney (Big Finish, Fourth Doctor Adventures, Series 1, Story 3)
(I really enjoyed this.  There was a lot of beef to the moral discussions going on between Leela and the Doctor about Boudicca and her mental state [insanely bent on revenge], the rightness or wrongness of attempting to change history [Leela thinks Boudicca’s cause is just even though she’s gone mad, why can’t we help her?], and whether keeping it the same is cowardice or strength.  There was a lot of atmosphere in the sound palette too. I won’t spoiler this, I was just very impressed – everyone in this was on top form, I felt for all the characters and understood their motives, and it kept me involved and wondering what would happen next.  Good!  ON DOWNLOAD.)
6.   Doctor Who: Seeds of Doom, by Philip Hinchcliffe (Target Original)
(I have disappointingly little to say about this one!  It’s one of my favourite Dr Who stories ever on TV; and the book did not let me down either.  It’s pacey, the two sections of the icy wastes and research lab, contrasted with the reclusive home of Harrison Chase, with Scorby to link the two. There’s the wonderful line about everything coming to end, “even your pension!” showing Tom Baker at his wonderful righteous best.  There’s poor Sarah Jane getting threatened with becoming a Krynoid.  There’s the Krynoids!  Which I personally think are one of the most believable Who creatures ever – possibly because of the sound effects used with them during the TV show. 

In a way, my love of this story on TV is a problem, because I can’t separate it when reading the book; I am seeing and hearing one of my best known and loved stories as an overlay – I’m not really using my imagination to re-envision according to how Philip Hinchcliffe has written.  But the thing there is that there are hardly any notable changes; a bit of dialogue reshuffle, but mostly it’s all as it was – a stomping, running, shouty excellent story. 

The other thing here is, Harrison Chase is almost my favourite villain EVER in Who…because I partly agree with him.  Give the world back to the plants!  Let the trees run wild!  Weeds are not weeds, they’re just in the wrong place!  If I were a SuperVillain, I think I’d be a bit like Tony Beckley’s Chase.  I just LOVE this story and always have.  The balance between Doctor, companion, villains and any urgency is just right, and I was genuinely frightened of the Krynoids and fascinated by the idea of them at the same time.  If you were to start watching Dr Who around about here; or start reading – there are many worse places you could begin!!  10/10!  ACTUAL BOOK.)
7.   Doctor Who: The Masque of Mandragora, by Philip Hinchcliffe (Target Original)
(Ahhh.  I find it really hard to review the ones I really like!  I am always tempted to simply say:  this is one of my favourites, er…and I really enjoyed reading it too!  The End.  So I’m simply going to say that the usual praise heaped on the BBC for doing well with historically set Who’s is here deserved just as much in the book as in the TV episodes [placed so nicely in Portmerrion, as was The Prisoner]; it all comes across just as lushly and believably.  The stilted and melodiously overdramatic ways of the Italian characters talking are just as much a joy to read as they were to hear and watch.  The characters are as well delineated.  The Doctor is his usual inventive self, doing science with what’s to hand e.g. the use of wire and a soldier’s breastplate to protect against and earth electrical charge coming at him.  Some elements greatly surpass the TV show’s ability to render at the time e.g. the battle at the end, where the Demnos cultees unmask themselves and start to electrically fry all and sundry at the masque – in the episode  this was understandably a small room with not many people in it, it was a little bit lame, but you got the idea!  In the book of course, this scene is at it should have been, a large ballroom with hundreds of people and chaos and crowd panic when the frying begins.  It’s on the scale that it was meant to be on, when reading – that was nice.

It’s also worth a note that this was the first story where the Doctor bothers to explain to Sarah how she can understand someone speaking in Italian [or indeed any of the other languages that they hear in their travels], and how the people she is with can in turn understand her when they are clearly speaking different languages.  It's explained this is due to a telepathic link, a sort of Babel-fish by another name – that Sarah is sharing with the Doctor whilst with him.  It’s not till later, much later, that you get the explanations that also involve the TARDIS; at this stage, it’s just Tom and Sarah, or other companions who feel the effect of this.  It does beg the continuity question of whether the link just works for language alone, as in a previous Pertwee adventure, The Ambassadors of Death, the creatures were communicating through radioactive electronic impulses and not always being understood; and in a later Tom story, The Creature From The Pit, the Doctor himself cannot communicate with the thing – though there’s lots of amusement watching him try – without the disc it needs you to hold to stimulate the telepathic linkage for communication.  And in that case it also seemed to control minds via it, not just communicate…Stanley would be irritated with my nit-picking, as those were not days of excessive concern with continuity and universe building with coherence, so I just mention it as interesting without criticism.

It’s also another story where the Doctor is the direct cause of the problem, as he brings the energy with him.  And there’s the worry that if he fights it here and succeeds, it may just knock back the future development of Earth by several hundred years, by causing the Dark Ages to last a lot longer than they otherwise would have.  Imperilling the entire start of the Renaissance.  A properly history changing worry, which makes the story bigger than it otherwise would have been.

The Mandragora energy, the helix energy, is worth a note itself.  It’s one of those threats that has no particular character or voice, even [as I noted with Fury From the Deep; that creature just wanted to survive].  The energy does inhabit people and cause them to do things – but it seems as if they merely get to be larger more uncontrollably egomaniacal versions of their selves already, playing out their own fantasies of control.  It didn’t seem to be the desire of the Mandragora energy itself, in any particular way.  It was just an unfortunate effect.  Interesting in that – and I always feel threats are more believable when they don’t talk too much, just do what they do.   I do love this story; it’s up there as one of my favourites!  ACTUAL BOOK.)
8.   Doctor Who: A Device of Death, by Christopher Bulis (Virgin Past Doctors Adventures)
( - With Harry and Sarah.  This was one of the best of this series I’ve read.  The plot centres on a war between Landor and Averon that is being dragged out forever, dishonestly, by some people who want to make some money.  I’m afraid I’ve just spoilered you utterly, because you spend the entire book getting to this revelation, but I did start to see it coming from about halfway through, the clues were there.  The journey is still very much worth taking, regardless of whether you’re aware of the situation.  There’s a lot of debate about the morality of war, of weapons and arms-trading, of whether robots can be alive and have consciousness. 

The Doctor and his companions are separated early in this book and remain so for some time – so you get to see them acclimatising to their new surroundings: Harry caught up with some soldiers who begin to understand the dodgy truth of the endless war they are engaged in; Sarah getting enslaved for a bit and escaping with the help of one of the loveliest characters I’ve read, the robot Max, who is essential to the peace by the end; and the Doctor, who unravels the mystery and is righteously judgemental about it.  It’s all a magnificent journey and I encourage you to take it.  It also contains the amusing line: “are we heading for anywhere in particular, or just running away in general?”, from Harry, at a particularly crucial moment; which is fun.  There’s also a much later model TARDIS sent by the Timelords to help the Doctor at one point.  His annoyance at it is very funny; when it works it irritates the hell out of him.  Apart from that one garguantuan spoiler, I won’t say anything else – the range of characters, the range of views and arguments rehearsed here as to how you can convince moral and clever people to become traitors to their own nations [pp.158-9 for example], and the emotional hit of the book is just beautiful.  Please read!  ACTUAL BOOK.)
9.   Doctor Who: The Hand of Fear (Target original), by Terrance Dicks
(Have very little to say.  Enjoyed.  Sad to see Sarah Jane go… Yes, hilariously, after the far too much detail I’ve already gone into with all the others, I’m now going to end with none…I enjoyed that last and flowed along with it…and the sense of that era it gave me was so well demonstrated by Sarah Janes Andy Pandy outfit that I am gobsmacked with love every time I see it.  It also reminds me I am the wrong size to even think of jokingly wearing such an outfit.  I feel I should say much about Eldrad, but all I have is: you were great as a hand, better as an odd female, and not believable as a big slabby thing at the end.  Basically – a great and silly story.  ACTUAL BOOK.)




It seemed right to finish the blog with Sarah Jane’s going, the real end of an era.  The whole tone of Tom’s stories began to change after this point.  I don’t feel analytic just this minute, so I’m not going to decide if things were better or worse after this cut off point – I’m just going to carry on reading. ‘Cos it’s fun.  Regular Who reading and listening resumed shortly.

And yes, I’m back.  It’s been a long while.  Bit of a head reshuffle; may be another on the way – I’d be alarmed if there weren’t.  But I’m back for now – and who can say anything more than that?

Except – not all my posts will be this bleedin’ long…promise.
See you soon...




Monday, 11 August 2014

Film and TV watched this year so far, April- August, Part 2 (last part, don't worry!)



…And to continue the things I’ve been watching since March.  Mostly TV with a slight film smattering.

HUGE SPOILERS!!!

  1. The Fast Show Bank Holiday Special, parts 1 and 2 (50 Years of BBC2 series)
    (Oooooo – they seem to have lost the knack of this one.  The scenes that should have had terrible pathos and desperation lacked it [landowner and gamekeeper], though Caroline Aherne’s scenes seemed just as great to me.  Arabella Weir and Charlie Higson doing the painter was good.  The man whose name I forget, who used to do ‘This week I have mostly been eating…’ wasn’t there, sadly.  The Jazz ‘nice’ man was, and still doing well.  But on the whole, it felt odd and strained, and like they are all much happier now, and couldn’t take it seriously.  Makes me suspect that humour does work at its best when you have an edge on you of despair or anger, or maybe you don’t get on with your co-workers or somesuch.)
  2.  BBC Heroes of Comedy (50 Years of BBC2 series)
    (They left out some interesting groupings they could have shown, but this was interesting, and funny.  Enjoyed.  Made me wish I could have seen Bruiser.)
  3.  Harry and Paul on BBC2 at 50
    (This was unerringly spot on in many ways – their parody of The Apprentice, with Alan Sugar saying to the contestants “I’m better than you!” instead of “You’re Fired!” for example.  This was a joy the whole way through.  Especially the honest bit where Paul Woodhouse interviews Harry Enfield about why he wasn’t in The Fast Show, how he hadn’t been asked, and they got loads of awards and his show didn’t get any…)
  4.  The Mentalist Season 3
    (Even though he nearly – maybe – gets to shoot and have his revenge on the killer of his family at the end [Red John], it still feels oddly low key.  I had a huge session of watching this consistently, then stopped totally for 2 months and came back to the last 4 eps.  Which weirdly killed the vibe; the eps were ok, but I’d lost a lot of the flow and my emotional involvement.  Can’t remember what interrupted me specifically for those months, because I was flowing along fine before then.  Perhaps I just had too much lowkey police drama and wanted comedy instead or something…)
  5. The Wolf of Wall Street
    (Anarchic, obscene, and rollercoasterly confirming my prejudices in almost every respect, until the last third of the film where it slowed down  and became a bit …I would have edited that last bit to make it much shorter.  The ‘Cerebral Palsy’ Qualudes wriggling to the car is UNFORGETTABLE!  With Fry, who wasn’t as impressed as I was – he said it didn’t feel like a Scorsese film, which is true, it didn’t .)
  6. Blow Up
    (What a WEIRD and strangely interesting and un-understandable film! Misogynist Man sort of vaguely looks into a murder he nosily witnessed via photo, without calling the police; and is distracted by absolutely anything that happens including a mimed game of tennis after which the film just...ends, with zero resolution. It was aided [and not hindered at all] by Fluffhead having a hysterical giggly fit all the way through, piling cushions on top of my head while yelling "Nappy Airport!" repeatedly. It was all very...60s performance art.)
  7. Community, Season 2
    (BRILLIANT!  I am now officially aboard whatever bus Fry got on – this is the most happy making and brilliant show I have seen in ages – so inventive, unscared of breaking the rules or of being silly…wonderful.  Especially good eps: Epidemiology (the zombie one); Comparative Calligraphy (the one with Annie’s pen and the monkey); Advanced Dungeons and Dragons; Intermediate Documentary Film-making (where Pierce pretends to be dying and freaks out Jeff about his father); Paradigms of Human Memory (where they waste several ideas for eps that never were, just to mock them – how confident they must have been that they had loads of other better ideas, I am in awe); both the Spaghetti Western paintball ones were good too, especially cos of…Sawyer!)
  8.  Community, Season 3
    (This is starting to feel a little bit patchy – there are some eps which are falling a little bit flatter – but when its great, its still great.  Though a sad lackage of John Oliver this season.  Brilliant eps: Remedial Chaos Theory [the timelines one, clever]; Foosball and Nocturnal Vigilantism [Shirley and Jeff find out she was a cow and made him pee as a kid]; Regional Holiday Music [the Xmas and Glee episode – the rapping of Troy and Abed alone gold plates this episode – REGIONALS, Fry!!!!]; Urban Matrimony and the Sandwich Arts [just excellent – especially Britta realising she’s great at and doomed to be a wife so hates marriage, and Jeff realising he hates marriage because his dad left, a couple made in heaven…]; Digital Estate Planning [the old style computer one, where Abed saves the day with his many computer code writing babies: ‘Hilda my love, I said I’d come back for you…’]; Introduction to Finality [excellent finale – I was laughing out loud more than once].)
  9. The Philadelphia Experiment, the remake
    (Not half as bad as everyone else seems to think; and lovely to see Krycheck!)
  10. The Secret of Crickley Hall
    (Oh my god – SAD…  Poor Nancy, poor little Stefan, poor twisted Morris, what the hell was wrong with the Crebbins???  Powerhouse performance from David Warner, nuanced.  Excellent photography and music, and what a joy to see Iain de Caestecker, who is one of those upcoming keep an eye on actors.  Olivia Cooke was good too.)
  11. Dexter, Season 1
    (The most loveable character I have discovered in a decade or so!)
  12.  Dexter Season 2
    (Brilliant season from beginning to end, not one duff episode.  The addiction angle was very interesting.  Good to see Jaime Murray.  Dexter’s monologues are wonderful – ‘excellent, the voices are back…’.)
  13. Dexter, Season 3
    (Much more slow burning and less perfect than season 2, but once it DID get going it was very good.  It’s a very stupid idea, that Jimmy Smits would be a murdering ADA, but on the other hand, no more stupid than many other things I have greatly enjoyed – and he was rather a show stealer in his best scenes.  Some very good music cues here too, for tension and betrayal.  Interesting that the addiction angle is gone and utterly forgotten – a little too convenient.  Also, the development of Deb’s character, from slightly stupid and gauche, to badmouthing and confident is …I’m not sure how believable; as is Rita’s character from downtrodden ex beaten wife to bolshy estate agent.  We shall see.)
  14. Doctor Who: Voyage of the Damned (Xmas Special)
    (It’s a nicker – shades of Delta and the Bannermen [people cruising other cultures]; shades of Robots of Death [robots malfunctioning murderously]; Ace wanting to travel [Kylie]…shades of The Poseidon Adventure [climbing through the ship when its broken and stuck…Aliens [the bit with the picker upper thingy and the dropping]. “An echo with the ghost of consciousness…stardust…”  - nice line.  Toy Story:  “You’re not falling, you’re flying.” This was watchable, but nothing that memorable.)
  15. BBC Ghost Stories: A View From a Hill, and Number 13
    (These were from the attemped reboot of the old Christmas ghost story by the BBC idea.  Usign the traditional fare of M R James stories – these ones were piked for creepy value; whereas the old 70s ones [see some in next bit of review] were not only creepy, but often violent and gory too. 

    A View From A Hill had the brilliant idea of making a man be able to see a now demolished abbey only through a pair of certain binoculars – so you have brilliant scenes of him wandering about looking like a nutter, with the glasses up to his face looking at apparently nothing, whereas he’s seeing a wonderful view of this ornate an huge building.  He escapes his fate to be sucked into the past [the past tries to hang him – not sure why], only to have a rather lovely ambiguous ending: he hears a noise at the station when he is ready to leave, and looks up – and The End.  Quite nicely done that – is it just a noise, or is the past coming for him again; and we’ll never know. 

    Number 13 has a lovely underdone performance from Greg Wise, and a story about a missing room 13 with a devils disciple shadow and lots of stuff with Hieronymus Bosch’s painting.  Not as good as the first, but very atmospheric.  It again, ends ambiguously, with a stash of missing people’s clothes and accoutrements under the floorboards – and a letter from the devilish Franken that this time, mustn’t have its seal broken.  It just ends as they are looking at the things – and this time its annoying, as you feel there is more to it that just isn’t coming.  Ambiguous endings are difficult little things to get right.  They can either be so satisfying or like this – just frustrating.)
  16. BBC Ghost Stories: Lost Hearts, The Treasure of Abbott Thomas, and The Ash Tree
    (These ones were from the early to mid 70’s, part of the original strain of Christmas stories.  Watching them, it does make me think what a weird lot we were in the 70s; and it also reminds me why it’s my favourite TV decade.

    Lost Hearts was weird [definitely 1973!], and bit gory in places: an eccentric old obsessed with magick man seems to take in stray children, only to kill them in an effort to attain immortality.  The latest child is haunted by the spirits of the first 2, one of them playing a hurdygurdy, as is the old man.  The ghosts have silly long fingernails and very odd facial expressions.  You could say they were creepy – especially the boy with his sickly stuck on grin – but you could also say they were simply blue tinged and Nosferatu ripoff-ish.  The children kill the old man and frolic off, saving the life of the last child.  It’s all a bit nonsensical.  Weird, and a bit memorable, but not that great.  And the hurdy-gurdy music annoyed me rather than creeping me out.  The whole episode had a very lost in time distant feel to it – THAT was the oddest and creepiest thing about it.  Its sense of being lost to us – we could NOT make anything like this now, with this precise feel.  Its distance, historically is what is scary…people don’t think like this to make productions like this, now.

    The Treasure of Abbott Thomas has more to it.  A bit of rational vicar doing some seance busting with young posh intellectual blond sidekick; only to be victim of arcane coded mystery, gets greedy, goes to find treasure and is attacked by its guardian – some menacing oozing black GOO.  Yes: beware the goo, when you get greedy!  It looks nice and had pace, but seemed strangely distant, and I didn’t like anybody in it so I was unbothered what happened to them.  However, it was plot heavy, and that was a nice and unusual change for these little stories, which usually rely on atmosphere alone.  [In my head though, this will remain The Goo Story.]

    The best was the last one, The Ash Tree.  Edward Petherbridge does a brilliant job of being heavy lidded, louche and exceeding posh; and Lalla Ward – what a nice surprise - does an equally good job of being perky and posh.  Barbara Ewing does a very good job of being the victim of Petherbridge’s ancestor’s suppressed/repressed lust, and dies after he thinks/imagines he sees her running as a hare at night and calls her a witch.  She curses him and his descendents at her hanging, which leads to the bit about the tree.  It’s outside the current Sir Richard’s window, and as he increasingly flashes back to the past, when he was Sir Matthew, and we find out about his lust causing the death of Anne Mothersole, the tree is scratching away at his window.  In a very supremely weird last section, these insane hairy human headed spider babies come up the tree, down the branches and into his room and eat him/feed off him, until he lays there blackened and dead.  They cry like babies, but in a distorted sort of faraway way.  A servant catches sight of them and drops a lantern – the tree burns down.  It ends with Lalla touching the body of her betrothed  and finding her hands are in pain – as told earlier in a story by the local vicar about the death of the ancestor, Sir Matthew.  It had a lot in it for half an hour and was sufficiently wild and strange that I was thoroughly involved.  It also looked gorgeous. 

    And those spider baby crawly hairy things were intensely memorable – specially the one single shot you get of one of them next to Edward Petherbridge’s face, with its little deformed mouth open and wailing: shiver.  I read this production had practically no money, so I’m even more impressed.  THIS was the stuff of nightmares.)
  17.  Dexter, Season 4
    (Not only does John Lithgow steal the show as one of the most creepy, tormented serial killers ever, but the finale had me disgusted and in tears, truly truly shocking.  Of course I should have seen it coming.  It was the imagery – the power of one particular image and its implications.  An absolutely great season – the cat and mouse was addictive.  Seriously though – Shocked and disturbed.  Chilling finale.  Awful, awful thing to do to a child.  I was replaying that image in my head for several days, saddened and uneasy – there’s some powerful TV.)
  18. Dexter, Season 5
    (This was a much quieter more subtle season than season 4.  That was so intense and ended so shockingly that I think the production team made a good decision in choosing to make it a slow burning season from a completely different angle.  A victim learns to become a vigilante, via Dexter.  There’s even a love story, which was very affecting.  And then she left, and Dexter is left with the fact he had love but it’s gone now and he’s alone again.  I felt Julia Stiles was bit miscast, not enough vulnerability to her.  I wonder where it’ll go next.)

Not sure what I’ll be watching for the rest of the year – I’m still finishing some series I started back in February (Scorpion Tales, for one, such nice little 70s snippets, I’m not hurrying at all - one here, one there).  It’ll be as much of a surprise for me as for you what turns up in the next lot I post, as I’m almost entirely whim and obsession driven when it comes to TV and film.  About the only thing I can guarantee is that I’ll finish Community for sure…




Saturday, 9 August 2014

Film and TV watched so far this year, April-August, Part 1!



Since March, you’ll be amazed how much TV I’ve got through considering I only get 1 and a half days off a week and don’t spend all of them watching TV by any means (I read too, and occasionally even write!).  But here you go, the not making much sense selection-wise bunch of stuff – mostly TV – I’ve watched since March this year.

HUGE SPOILERS!!!

  1. Mists of Avalon
    (Not a patch on the Marion Zimmer Bradley book, but how could it be?  A rather confused narrative too.  This was THE book that turned me into a practicing pagan in my late teens – and yet the lines I remember from the film are Lancelot to Gwenivere about how wouldn’t it be such a comfort if we made our own heaven and hells [not a god, but ourselves]; and the death of Merlin [a rather subsidiary figure in the film], who on dying, says the Goddess exists in our humanity – nowhere else.  I read from this, along with the emphasis the film placed on ‘the father in heaven, and the mother of Earth’, and the getting on of the 2 religions, that…it was in fact a film calling for humanism, not religion at all.  At the end when Morgaine gets the remembered vision of the Goddess standing as balance between the predator and prey, or else chaos reigns, it seemed to me the film was trying to say that without woman to put a hold on man, man will kill everything [it was panning over the deaths in a great, the final even, battle, at the time].  Interesting.  And yet.  The film also had a very traveller-y thing going on – lots of tiny black patterned tattoos, traveller clothes and fabrics, tatty white rasta hair [no doubt the “offences against hairdressing that kept occurring” I read about in an Amazon review, lol]. Some nice mock Celtic soundtrack moments too.  But a very uninvolving film, where a lot of the people were miscast, I felt.)
  2.  Paranormal Activity: The Marked Ones
    (Better than the last few outings.  They managed to make it both slicker and more interesting.  Though of course, they have all lost their way chronically compared to the mastery that was the first one.)
  3.  Irresistable
    (Susan Sarandon does very well here.  Always great to see Sam Neill.  This was very good indeed.  Apart from slightly losing me at the end, the gaslighting effect in this one was excellent. Keeper.)
  4. Beastly
    (What a lovely little fairy tale re-do.  Mary Kate Olsen amazed me and convinced me; and Alex Pettyfer did downcast and feeling ugly very well – he also looked oddly more real with his nasty tat makeup on.)
  5. Reginald D. Hunter: In The Midst of Crackers
    (Liked it better than his other gig I saw.  But man oh man, does he have some bigarse problem with females. Of course, Fry – who I watched this with – disagreed totally and though he was right on the button and very funny about women; but I felt such contempt, in places, coming off him about women – wonder why?  Still, he’s a very funny comedian, and not the first to manage to be hilarious despite a clear attitude problem to women [Bill Hicks comes to mind too – have any of you ever seen the responding to heckling scene where he repeatedly – and what an overkill, made me squirm to watch it – takes apart the ‘drunk cunt’ who was daring to speak to him??  Look for it on YouTube…good thing I can realise that some people are weird about some things, and fine in all other ways…])
  6. Alpha Papa
    (Good.  I kept being a bit surprised it had enough in it to fill out a whole film. Some very funny bits – window smack on arse, funny gunholding running etc.)
  7. Pretty Little Liars Season 4
    (Hmm.  As insanely well plotted and watchable for the first half of the season, then slid weirdly offcourse with the Halloween episode and the departure of Caleb for no good reason [a spin off reason – poorly executed].  It then all just got very dark, and odd, and things didn’t make as much narrative and character sense.  Ezra’s face heel face turn was a weird weird thing; ruined his character.  Toby’s vanishment at the end [what was in that letter], and the redherring characters of the girls with the missing friend, the guidance counsellor and the substance abuse characters – there for no real reason…filler began to be obvious.  And then Alison being alive….not sure what I think of that.  And not sure where the entire season left Mona in terms of motivation.  And what in hell was that extremely unnecessary 40s episode about????  This may be coming to an end in terms of what it can do – its messing too much with the core characters and this sudden doing away with everyone’s partner, annoying….ALSO: was not the implication that the person who tried to kill Ali and that the mother would protect perfectly clear: JASON.  Derrrr….We’ll see where it goes next.  But the mood definitely changed in the second half of the season – it got darker and stupider; not atmospheric in the same way as before.  It’s taking a slide into melodrama as opposed to mystery.  It needs to be very careful or I’ll totally lose interest – Holly Marie Coombs notwithstanding, tsk tsk.)
  8. Inherit the Wind
    (AGAIN, first time in ages! Totally forgot what a *powerful* film it was. All the views of the participants so eloquently stated, their mindsets shown. Spencer Tracy was amazing; and Gene Kelly came a close second. Rarely seen both sides of an important disagreement put so clearly and well. And just as bleedin' relevant today as it ever was. The way all the differing viewpoints are explained, both clearly and emotionally - no one is condemned, and ultimately neither side 'wins', as some symbolism at the end showed. The science vs. religion thing was a very topical and handy hook to hang the film on, and in one sense, it seems to me to be exactly about that - but in a wider sense, its impression on me was of people's fear at other people's thoughts; people wanting everyone to think like them or they feel threatened; and the power of not thinking and being ruled by passionate emotion to create mobs. I felt really in dread during some of the scenes of religious fervour - it could just as easily be (and almost was) like the Nuremberg rallies...anything that feeds on powerful emotion and starts to bypass the thinking mind, purely to create a 'them' and 'us' mentality...I was chilled and scared. )
  9.  Twins of Evil
    (AGAIN, another one for the first time in ages!  Much much better than I remember.  I think I was confusing this film with Lust for a Vampire, or Vampire Lovers – whichever one had Yutte Stensgard in, dripping blood over her face and breasts.  This film had far more plot, was stunningly well shot – beautiful use of location and greenery, and had some lovely costumes and make up.  It was a joy to look at.  Whilst the characters were a little thin, as all classic era Hammers are, at the same time, they had more depth than usual.  I enjoyed it.  A very good romp.  And I really have lost count of how many classic era Hammer horrors have galloping horses at the beginning…)
  10. The Apparition
    (The thing about this one was that tomandandy’s soundtrack dominated the whole film – and fit in so well that I think it might be a bit disappointing to listen to alone.  It was perfect heavily saturated wash against the action.  It was also clearly well budgeted without being reliant on effects, and very nicely shot.  For all that, it was a thin film and bit disappointing.  The idea that human belief is what creates poltergeists – that is, you have to actually be believing and scared for one to come, was interesting.  The cod science with the amplifiers and the EEGs and the other machines was a bit inexplicable and stupid.  I could wish for more character depth or plot – not necessarily both, one or the other.  I enjoyed the film, but mostly because of the wondrous sounds and lush shots.  Not the actual subject – give me all 3 and it would have been a REALLY good film.  Interesting history the film had – smallest distribution from a major network ever in US film history; and delayed for a couple of years after making due to production company and distributor unfurling themselves from a contract – I think maybe these issues had something to do with the films oddly bitty despite deeply professional feel.  Something got lost in all the trouble.  Maybe the editor was messed about?)
  11.  Doctor Who, Series 3 (new poo Who)
    (Well…Some good ones and some bad ones. Good: 42, Human Nature, Family of blood, Blink [all in a clump for some reason].  Bad ones – pretty much all the rest of them – which walked a very uneasy line of child’s show with stupid jokes and laughable creatures, to adult show, complete with serious moral dilemmas, shouting and angst.  The good episodes were very nicely done, holding the 2 threads in tension well; the bad ones showed why the show needs to make up its mind what it is – classic Who didn’t have a problem being scary enough for grown ups but also mindful enough for children – and it did it without a lot of the sort of silliness you get in the modern series.  But then, classic Who, all different vibe altogether.)
  12.  Saw VI
    (With Fry.  I’ve been off the Saw franchise for ages, but this one wasn’t overly torture porny.  I mean – it was alarmingly gruesome, but not in a very annoying way.  A plot way.  The characters did actually develop, to a degree.  I was very put off by the main detective being very familiar to me from an episode of Charmed though – I kept expecting him to walk through walls as a ghost; which was how he was in Charmed.)
  13. The Exorcist
    (AGAIN!  With Fry, who had never seen it.  This wasn’t the Director’s cut or the extended cut, it was the bog standard theatrical release, and I think I have got used to the other two and like them better.  This one felt a bit short and unexplained.  How Regan ends up in hospital so soon, why she seems so ill so quickly without many of her symptoms having been presented to us previously.  It feels a bit rushed and a bit implausible for that.  I still found certain sequences very scary, but Fry, who has been brought up on all the ripoffs as well as the development of the possessed genre, wanted more talking demon, more mental games – and that would have been good.  We both enjoyed Karras more than anything, I think.  I noticed this time round watching how long the Arabic sequence at the start is; and how little the Mike Oldfield music is actually used.)
  14. Community Season 1
    (With Fry.  I only saw half of it with him, and whilst I don’t yet think it as magnificent as he does, I did still enjoy it and find it very quirky and sharp. Then I finished it and found it very happy making and feel good – which is a boon in any show; and means it has the potential to become the show I go to when I have 30 minutes and feel down.)
  15. Beyond the Door
    (
    I found this on YouTube and vaguely remembered it, so watched it again.  Hailed a an Exorcist ripoff, it really wasn’t – it’s a grown woman who gets possessed and it’s to do with her baby and there’s very little possession action.  Giallo stalwart Gabriel Lavia is in it, and looking as doe eyed and sad as usual.  Juliet Mills is WONDERFUL as the possessed person, not so wonderful when she isn’t.  And the whole film was awful - not even saved by a brilliant creepy boy child [also in rough sequel, though much better, Beyond the Door 2, with much underrated Daria Nicolodi].  Sadly bad film…tsk.)
  16. Doctor Who: Scream of the Shalka
    (Hmmm.  My ability to enjoy this – which started off high, as I was hooked from the start, despite usually disliking animation; was hindered by Fluffhead making me watch episode 1, then 2, then 3, but in combination about 5 times each before I got to move on to eps 4-6.  So I was starting to feel strained and irritated with the incessant repetition of the first 3, which obviously wasn’t their fault at all.  By the time I got to the end I was feeling a bit annoyed that the companion was too heavily involved in saving everything – I was detecting a Rose Tyler nuWho scenario; and then all the singing irritated me too.  I think if I had been allowed to just sit and watch it all the way through without interruption though, that I probably would have skated over those things that annoyed me.  It was just that the delay ensured the end could never be as good as the beginning.  I did like some of the dialogue very much though [“what are you?” “Mildly annoyed.”]  I enjoyed Richard E Grant’s portrayal very much and wished there could have been more of him.  Likewise Sophie Okenado.  Interesting, the unexplored backstory with the Master as a robot, too.)

And on to part 2…