Well, the best thing about this week's episode really was John Simm, for me. I really didn't like the episode. I'd even go so far as to include the word 'hate'. It was slow, with a lot of exposition, and the Gollum!Ten was made of absolute fail. I was disappointed they turned Lucy into a victim, disappointed with the complete lack of subtlety in the 'message'. Disappointed, dammit.
Perhaps I just don't like false idolatry, false ideology - I don't know. Or maybe I don't like my fantasy to be too fantastic. Either way, the whole thing sat badly with me. The good thing? I was never that invested in Doctor Who. If I were, this might have been rage.
I get the feeling I wasn't supposed to be laughing my head off during The Master's dying scene. And believe me, I was. I almost choked.
But, uh, on the upside, John Simm was still truly excellent. I will never, ever get sick of his acting, mostly because he's so versatile. Oh, John. You truly are made of win and glitter. Because, you know, as Sam, he sometimes had this monotone - and at the time, when I hadn't watched a lot with him, I just thought that was how he spoke. But as The Master he uses his full register and it's impressive, to manage to convey so much in one word. And then there's the movement, too. The confidence, the exaggeration, the silliness and grace. It's just wonderful.
(Also? He totally thought it sucked. I know he did. He thought it sucked and he's forever going to rue the day he agreed to star in it, because his talent, and the talent of all the cast and crew, was sorely wasted on all of that ridiculous grandiose garbage.)
Ugh. Bitter, bitter taste in my mouth. How the hell didn't everyone involved see how absolutely bloody... --- I think the rage might actually be creeping up now, so I'm going to go and lie down for a bit.
The Doctor is not tantamount to Jesus, Rusty - no matter how much you love him as a character. He is not a fucking prophet. Use metaphor, sure, metaphor is great. Allusion, it makes the world go round. But The Doctor is not Jesus, nor God, and The Master is not Satan. I always knew you liked to play up the myth, but it was joking before, dude. It was within reason. This? Was so over the top, it was on the bottom again. FAIL. BIG, BIG BAGS OF FAIL.