“As if time itself were gnawing at its own entrails”
Mike Lynch at Nannygoat Hill offers an examination of Doctor Who, its central character and its enthusiasts in the form of a Ballardian short fiction-cum-psychiatric essay, as though the program itself were a series of ‘disaster reports’ detailing ever-increasing threats to humanity, the universe, and temporal reality itself; metaphors, as the essay suggests, “for some crisis of the mind’s ability to retain an integral image of itself over historical time”.
“Less a Christmas carol and more Christmas karaoke”
“An ever-present part of many people’s childhoods”
Yesterday I spoke to ABC666 Canberra about the death of Elisabeth Sladen, who played legendary companion Sarah Jane Smith on Doctor Who. You can hear the interview below. (Note: you may think you hear the presenter calling me ‘Chris Smith’ at the end, but you’d be wrong.)
When Tom Baker abstained from participating in Doctor Who’s twentieth anniversary episode, ‘The Five Doctors’, he was, for the purposes of a promotional photoshoot, replaced with a wax dummy. Now I’m wondering if he shouldn’t have been replaced with one of these adorable nesting dolls.
I love that the Hartnell and Troughton dolls are in monochrome.
I’d love it if these uncomfortable plot summaries were actual pitches. Particularly like the summaries for Doctor Who (“Elderly man serially abducts young women”) and Torchwood (“Bisexual is inefficient manager”).
This combines my Dalek obsession with my iPod evangelism, which is all I really ask for in life.