Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Well...So Much for That

I should have known that promising to provide content on a regular basis would have been broken before too long. My job entails a good chunk of my time and the stumbling blocks in my personal life have made keeping that promise nearly impossible. It's been beyond frustrating to open up the New Post window only to have to either close it or go do something else and not return to my laptop for a day or three. During breaks I'd see friends, both on- and offline, post substantive material and I'd become even more frustrated.

So it would appear I'm back to where I began when I tried to relaunch things here. I'll update when I can and hope that when new material returns on a regular basis, you'll still be here.

Saturday, January 9, 2010

Week of Hell

Probably the only Voyager pic you'll ever see on this blog
Not sure what deity I've angered but this week has been pretty much beyond awful. Hoping the weekend will prove better. Hitting a cookie exchange party today despite not having baked any cookies. Tomorrow, I'm finally going to Ray's the Steaks for an early dinner with a good friend. With any luck, it will prove to be a good sign for the week ahead.

Sunday, January 3, 2010

The End of Time

Editor's Note: I fell asleep while composing this. Mea culpa.

So last night was the US premiere of the Doctor Who "season finale" "The End of Time". It ran on BBC America so that meant commercials interrupted the flow of the show, which is something I don't get from BBC broadcasts but I'd rather see it with commercials than not see it at all. My overall impression is that it was very good in parts but just plain silly in others. We're about to enter the spoiler vortex, so either jump in or stand back. Don't stare into it lest madness ensue.

Allons-y!

Jack Harkness you scoundrel!Let's get one thing over with off the bat, I am not a fan of the John Sims version of the Master. I understand he's supposed to be beyond insane but Sims' portrayal is a bit too over-the-top for me. That said, I appreciated that he was able to perform a noble act of self-sacrificing redemption in repelling the Time Lord invasion. The meter of the constant drumming in his head is all over the Doctor Who soundtrack and I thought it clever to incorporate it as the source of his madness. Slightly disappointed that it wasn't Lucy who recovered his ring, but that's not a big deal.
It's all for the greater goodThe whole business of the Time Lords being stuck in a "time box" isn't too much of a convenience I suppose. No more so than the Dalek army hiding out in the Genesis Ark back in Season Two's "Doomsday". I had no problem whatsoever with the Time War driving the Gallifreyans insane with blood lust (and Timothy Dalton plays a mad man brilliantly). Throughout the entire run of Doctor Who, the Time Lords have been portrayed as being super self-righteous and judgmental. For the most part, they've never been a fan of the Doctor (the end of the Patrick Troughton run, the constant bickering during the Tom Baker run, and so on). This all ties in to the Chris Eccleston version's pain and brooding quite well.

Speaking of the Time Lords, who was the woman Willfred kept seeing? Russell Davies says it's whomever you want it to be. Julie Gardner says it's the Doctor's mother. Other ideas I've seen floating around are Susan, Romana, Jenny, the Rani (I guess it's possible), and the Doctor's wife (judging by the cutaway to Donna in the wedding dress). I'm going to have to watch it again before hazarding a guess.

During the entire season with Donna, I've been wanting to see more of Wilfred Mott and was overjoyed when I heard he was to be the Doctor's companion at the end of this season. His sense of humor and devotion to the Noble family was a real high point for me that season. Wilfred's fatherly presence was something I felt the Doctor needed for some time now. Usually it's the other way around where the companions are concerned, especially during the early days of the show.

The ending was a bit indulgent with the goodbyes but I This is when De started cryingappreciated it anyway. Mickey and Martha were a given, as were Jack and Rose (Billie Piper looked weird to me for some reason). The farewell to Rose was a nice way of bringing the Russell Davies era full circle without bringing back the overwrought waa-fest at the end of "Journey's End". If anyone could brighten Jack's mood after "Children of Earth", it's the Doctor. The unexpected farewell to Verity, Joan Redfern's descendant, was brought on the waterworks at Casa Baisch. "Human Nature"/"Family of Blood" is probably my favorite Doctor Who story ("The Girl in the Fireplace" is a very close competitor). It was good to see that it was indeed considered a big deal in the Doctor's life.

The jury is still out where Matt Smith is concerned. He has great taste in clothes and he looks like he'll be fun if his catchphrase, "Geronimo!" is any indication. With the TARDIS so badly damaged (I don't remember the other regenerations being so hard on the old girl), it looks like we'll be repeating the theme of the Jon Pertwee era with a Doctor stuck on Earth for a while. In any case, I look forward to the coming season.Eject Buckaroo! Eject!

Saturday, January 2, 2010

I'm Back

I wasn't entirely sure if the sort of stuff I normally write about would be appropriate so soon after writing about an obit post. After a brief moment of clarity helped along by copious amounts of booze (believe me, I'm not proud), it occurred to me that Bri would have approved of many zany antics, so here I am.

Hope everyone's 2010 started out well. It was pretty damn cool on this end, thanks for asking. Spent New Year's Eve in the company of rather attractive Latvian women who didn't mind that I danced like a little kid with a sparkler. Their adoration was quickly dashed when my champagne flute was knocked out of my hand by an inebriated reveler and shattered on the floor. But that's not all -- I managed to walk into the ladies' room because of an oddly marked door (I don't read Latvian). Thankfully word didn't get out that I was a walking faux pas and festivities continued to be had.

New Year's Day began with a sumptuous brunch, a nap, and the Sci-Fi Channel's Twilight Zone marathon. Nothing says awesome day like wild boar sausage and the chain smoking of Rod Serling. It's too bad the Blu-ray set of the series won't be released until later this year because Sci-Fi (I refuse to call it SyFy) was plugging the hell out of the DVD complete series set. The TV spots did a great job of selling it... to nerds like me. Joe Average doesn't give two craps about Billy Mumy's introspective on "It's A Good Life" or the recordings of Rod Serling's lecture at Ithaca College. Sad, but all too true.

Today, I'm vegging out once again with plans to catch up on Doctor Who on BBC America and maybe have some popcorn. Yep. I lead the glamorous life.

My hopes for this year are to get the finances under control and get my personal life in order. Both were beyond rocky in 2009. I managed to get the weight aspect accomplished last year through a bit of dedication and hard work and expect I can apply the same to the aforementioned items. Also, my goal is to leave town at least 4 times this year -- and have one of those trips be out of the country. Let's see what the next 363 days have in store.

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