“You told me the name you chose was a promise. What was the promise?”
Craig Ferguson said it best: intellect and romance over brute force and cynicism. The Doctor is the one who makes people better. He couldn’t even handle calling himself the Doctor and fighting a war at the same time, because war doesn’t fit who he promised to be. Continue reading →
This weekend was like Doctor Who Christmas: the 50th anniversary. FIFTY YEARS, YOU GUYS. Ours is the little show that could, and now it has, and like its title character, it’s still making people better. Continue reading →
I’m fascinated by the fact that Doctor Who is a family show. I’d like to know what kind of kid I would have been with the Doctor whispering in my ear. Probably a much cooler one: more curious, more compassionate, more willing to take a stand. Even when this show goes for the groundlings with Slitheen family fart jokes, it’s held up by the heart and courage of its characters. I don’t love the more “kid friendly” elements of this two-parter, because I’ve come to depend on Doctor Who to debunk the idea that kids need those elements to stay engaged in a story, but if they’re getting the message across, bring on the Slitheen. Continue reading →
I didn’t realize I’d been waiting nine seasons for a Bones wedding until I got one. Booth and Brennan have never stood on tradition, and I’ve never needed them to. They’re each other’s different outcome. I always thought they might get married—there were signs—but the only thing I knew for sure was that they’d find each other in the end, and that was enough. Continue reading →
I love that Leslie Knope loves Pawnee even when it isn’t easy. She doesn’t take the town’s flaws as an excuse to stop caring; she takes them as a reason to care even harder. I love that this show portrays public service as hard work, but work worth doing, and I love that it insists that work worth doing should always be done, regardless of how many people appreciate you for it. I love that Leslie is up for that challenge. But sometimes I just want to take her to eat waffles in some other corner of the world and tell her that it’s ok to care for herself too. Continue reading →
Remember when Brennan actually took a vacation? To be with Sully? On a boat? She made a really cute joke about her nickname, her hair was mussed perfectly in the sea breeze, and Booth found every excuse to pull her back into the case, but when Sully offered to let her sail the world with him, Booth was big enough to tell her to go.
ROSE: “You can go back and see days that are dead and gone a hundred thousand sunsets ago. No wonder you never stay still.”
DOCTOR: “Not a bad life.”
ROSE: “Better with two.”
Rose Tyler gets it. This is her second trip in the TARDIS, and already she sees the Doctor’s life for all of its brilliance, all of those suns waiting on the horizon. But she’s also known since this man showed up at her door that he’s lonely, and that she’s as good for him as he is for her. They’re so glad they met each other that it’s literally the last thing they want to tell the world before they die. Rose and the Doctor are going down fighting. Together. Continue reading →
Say goodbye to Eagleton, kids. Say goodbye to Segway tours and Swarovski crystal oranges, to crepes at town hall meetings and scones in jail and retorts lovingly crafted by GB Shaw. It was only a matter of time before Eagleton’s excesses (they had Michael Bublé on retainer) pushed the town to the brink of an epic financial disaster. Continue reading →
All the best shows have special episodes in London, so I guess it’s official now. Parks and Rec is all of the best shows. All of them, all rolled into one. Welcome back, show. I feel like I’m home again.