Doctor Deviations...

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PS-- Please come and see The Monks at Regal Cinema! Okay, NOW I'm done. <3

A Certain Bay, On 'Doomsday'...

Read my last blog entry BEFORE this, if you please. (Hooray, back-story to my madness!)

"DOOMSDAY" Moment of Epic:

The Doctor: I'm burning up a sun, just to say goodbye.
Rose Tyler: You look like a ghost.
The Doctor: Hold on. *Sonics control panel and appears solid*
Rose Tyler: Can I tou--
The Doctor: --I'm still just an image. No touch.
Rose Tyler: Can you come through properly?
The Doctor: The whole thing would fracture...two universes would collapse.
Rose Tyler: So?
The Doctor: *smiles appreciatively* Where are we? Where did the gap come out?
Rose Tyler: We're in Norway.
The Doctor: Norway, right.
Rose Tyler: 'Bout fifty miles out of Bergen. It's called 'Dårlig Ulv Stranden'.
The Doctor: Dalek?
Rose Tyler: Dårlig... it's Norwegian for "bad". This translates to "Bad Wolf Bay". *laughs, then starts crying* How long have you got?
The Doctor: About two minutes.
Rose Tyler: I can't think of what to say!
The Doctor: *grins* You've still got Mr. Mickey, then!
Rose Tyler: There's five of us now. Mum, Dad, Mickey...and the baby.
The Doctor: *is peculiarly horrified* You're not...
Rose Tyler: No! Heh, it's mom.
The Doctor: *is relieved at this news*
Rose Tyler: Three months one more Tyler's on the way...
The Doctor: What about YOU?
Rose Tyler: Yeah, I'm...back working in the shop.
The Doctor: Oh, good for you.
Rose Tyler: Shut up! No I'm not... So the Torchwood on this planet's open for business. Think I know a thing or two about aliens.
The Doctor: Rose Tyler: Defender of the Earth... you're dead-- officially--back home. So many people died that day, and you've gone missing. You're on the list of the dead. Here you are! Living your life, day after day: The one adventure I can never have.
Rose Tyler: *is sobbing* Am I ever gonna see you again?
The Doctor: You can't.
Rose Tyler: But what're you gonna do?
The Doctor: I've got a TARDIS... same old life, Last of the Timelords.
Rose Tyler: On your own?
The Doctor: *nods*
Rose Tyler: I--*cries*-- I LOVE you.
The Doctor: Quite right too. And I suppose...if it's my last chance to say it... Rose Tyler,---*disappears*


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Me: *sobs hysterically*
Clare: *hands me tissue box*

That was the craziest, most amazing moment in television. The actors carried it so well-- the very SECOND Billie Piper started crying I was in tears. And then David just had to make me cry harder. Dang it, David. Your acting is so fantastical it brought me to hysterics. Not like, frivolous, "chick-flick" tears, but genuine, racking sobs, as if I was there, feeling it. Side-note: That was INDEED a lot of commas. Also, I'm not sure that really is Norwegian for "bay", Russell. Watch yourself.

Alright, NOW I am done.

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Monks, Cracks, Fezzes, and Doomsday... (the life of a semi-cool nerd)

"The Monks: Concert coming up Aug. 12th. at REGAL CINEMAS at VALLEY RIVER CENTER!!!! 10:00 - 11:45. this is a concert for the midnight showing of SCOTT PILGRIM VS. THE WORLD starring Michael Cera"

These words are simply the business. I'm not sure if it's ever come up, but The Monks1 is a fantabulous band that I am in, so whoever is reading this needs to stop for a second to get a pen, and write the date on their calender. Got it? Good. Done being a desperate musician now.

Back to loverly, nerd things2!

So, given a few weeks to ponder the series 5 finale, I've decided things. FIVE things, to be exact:

1) Matt Smith is now completely cemented as The Doctor for me.

2) Stephen Moffat let his cracks distract from and mask a lot of potential awesomeness.

3) Rory Williams is a fantastic and realistic character, bringing me to four:

4) Arthur Darvill exists in a perpetual state of amazing, and is extremely versatile in his acting.

5) The fanfic opportunities for these characters are astoundingly vast, which means they should have little trouble writing actual EPISODES for said strong characters. This could go on forever (and I truly wish it would).

.........................................

Furthermore, it's just plain awesome. LOVED Matt Smith's scene in "The Big Bang", when he told Amelia the story of that box which is/was the "bluest blue...ever". It was great to see that kind of wise, thoughtful moment in what seemed such a rushed episode. It made everything (the paradoxes, the meaningless rambles, random appearances for appearances sake, and loss of a fabulous fez3) in the finale more, well, "timey-wimey" and less "wibbly-wobbly". I love when 'Doctor Who' gets all 'Doctor Who'. That's the BEST way I could phrase that, because nothing is even comparable to it.

So really, you could say I thought it was great. Not completely EPIC, but pretty great. Great Doctor moments really make up for the plot holes and unanswered questions, so thank you Matt Smith. Thank you ever-so much.

Final note: My loverly--best word ever-- friend Clare "forced" me to watch the greatest DW finale EVER, "Doomsday". Yeah, I cried. I flippin' bawled. I'm not ashamed to admit it, I'm sure there's not a soul who didn't at least WANT to. I'll post the dialogue very very soon, because it fills my heart with a baffling amount of warm-fuzzies and loss. Oddly, I love this feeling.

Well, that's what's happening today. Ahh, the life of a semi-cool nerd.


1 Note how I made the band name a bright color, to really draw your attention. This is all code for: SEE US PLAY. SERIOUSLY. DO IT.
2 Meaning? "Doctor Who", of course.
3 So getting a fez now. "fezzes are cool".

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'TARDIS Travel' created by me.
'The Monks' cartoon cover credit Andrew Blumm (lead guitarist and--the other-- lead-singer), who is the business.
El fin.