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avevale_intelligencerWell, obviously I do need to say things, don't I? With everyone going on about how impeccable the logic is supposed to be...
Okay, thing one: when you've got an image in your head, and you haven't quite got it clear, what do you do to focus it, to make it stronger, to make it more real? Answer: YOU CLOSE YOUR BLOODY EYES.
Thing two: if you've got a being that INVOLUNTARILY TURNS INTO STONE WHEN SOMETHING IS LOOKING AT IT, whether it knows it or not, as a matter of QUANTUM BLOODY PHYSICS, what the hell use is PRETENDING YOU CAN SEE IT?
Thing three: didn't anyone notice that all those Angels moving when Amy was walking through their midst were doing so IN PLAIN VIEW OF EACH OTHER?
Thing four: all the Angels sucked into the crack and therefore made so that they never existed. All right, I'll assume River is a time traveller at this point, but the clerics aren't. Their entire mission was predicated on the existence of the Angels. HOW DO THEY KNOW WHY THEY'RE THERE OR WHO SHE IS?
Couple all that with the inevitable galumphing return of the sex thing, copyright Russell T BLOODY Davies, when I'd almost stopped expecting it, and that's it. I'm done. If the Countess wants to watch this travesty next week I'll be in the kitchen, the way I am when she's watching a lifestyle programme or something with maggots in. No more of this. I'd almost prefer the maggots.
EDIT: oh, and amid all this sloppy, insincere and just plain bad writing, the Doctor apparently comes back with his jacket on when he left without it and says something to Amy that we're supposed to remember because he was differently dressed and therefore it must be a message from the future or something and oh god I can't even.
It's not even worth thinking about any more.
HOPEFULLY THE FINAL BLEEDING WORD: and for all those who hide behind "oh it's just for eight-year-olds," think about the scene in which the girl sexually propositions the Doctor, and tell me which particular eight-year-olds that was written for. Or rather, don't, because I really don't want to know. It's just rank steaming hypocrisy on the part of the writers and it's been the same all the way through, and I wish it would just get out of my head now, because I am DONE.
And if the clerics' mission was to get into the ship to find the Angel, why did they have no count it carefully kiddies NO climbing equipment given that it was bound to be a bit of a prerequisite--oh damn.
Okay, thing one: when you've got an image in your head, and you haven't quite got it clear, what do you do to focus it, to make it stronger, to make it more real? Answer: YOU CLOSE YOUR BLOODY EYES.
Thing two: if you've got a being that INVOLUNTARILY TURNS INTO STONE WHEN SOMETHING IS LOOKING AT IT, whether it knows it or not, as a matter of QUANTUM BLOODY PHYSICS, what the hell use is PRETENDING YOU CAN SEE IT?
Thing three: didn't anyone notice that all those Angels moving when Amy was walking through their midst were doing so IN PLAIN VIEW OF EACH OTHER?
Thing four: all the Angels sucked into the crack and therefore made so that they never existed. All right, I'll assume River is a time traveller at this point, but the clerics aren't. Their entire mission was predicated on the existence of the Angels. HOW DO THEY KNOW WHY THEY'RE THERE OR WHO SHE IS?
Couple all that with the inevitable galumphing return of the sex thing, copyright Russell T BLOODY Davies, when I'd almost stopped expecting it, and that's it. I'm done. If the Countess wants to watch this travesty next week I'll be in the kitchen, the way I am when she's watching a lifestyle programme or something with maggots in. No more of this. I'd almost prefer the maggots.
EDIT: oh, and amid all this sloppy, insincere and just plain bad writing, the Doctor apparently comes back with his jacket on when he left without it and says something to Amy that we're supposed to remember because he was differently dressed and therefore it must be a message from the future or something and oh god I can't even.
It's not even worth thinking about any more.
HOPEFULLY THE FINAL BLEEDING WORD: and for all those who hide behind "oh it's just for eight-year-olds," think about the scene in which the girl sexually propositions the Doctor, and tell me which particular eight-year-olds that was written for. Or rather, don't, because I really don't want to know. It's just rank steaming hypocrisy on the part of the writers and it's been the same all the way through, and I wish it would just get out of my head now, because I am DONE.
And if the clerics' mission was to get into the ship to find the Angel, why did they have no count it carefully kiddies NO climbing equipment given that it was bound to be a bit of a prerequisite--oh damn.