…what I find more distressing: that the BBC could produce such a pile of bilge as Saturday’s Doctor Who (“The Unicorn and the Wasp”, or “the one where Agatha Christie is inadequately parodied whilst a giant CGI wasp is inadequately explained”), or that The Stage’s reviewer could, without a trace of irony, describe it as “the best edition of the show since its 1963 beginnings”.
Certainly the most creaky, ill-conceived, poorly-executed and illogical edition of the show since its 1963 beginnings.
Actually, that’s not fair. There was the one with the Doctor’s daughter… er… last week.
And has anybody else noticed that they’re lighting the show like it’s the 1980s all over again? Even in 1920s costume drama the LX man found a use for his pink gel…
