Dear Gary—
“Something’s wrong with Amy and Rory, and who’s going to fix
it?”
OK, so Amy has become a tarted up pseudo-celebrity rock n’
roll girl and kicked Rory out of the house. That’s out of the blue,
unbelievable, and manufactured. And here we go again with the ‘who loves who
more’ treadmill.
What’s wrong with Amy and Rory is that they have no clue
what marriage is, in large part due to the Doctor. They obviously have zero
communication skills and apparently need the thrill of the TARDIS to maintain
any kind of marital harmony. So Amy can’t have kids, or I should say any more
kids since she has already given birth to Melody only to have the baby stolen
from her arms. Countless couples deal with infertility issues and manage to
have strong marriages. Their confrontation over their breakup never resolves
any of their issues; it is simply the rush of adventure that has thrown them
together again; once they are deposited back home I recommend some serious
counseling or they will soon be headed for divorce court.
Sorry Gary. I had to get that out of the way so I can now concentrate
on the main storyline which is really rather decent. It’s a shame that I am
irritated from the start and have an overall sense of discontent with the show
of late because it makes it difficult for me to look past, but I’ll try.
Amy and Rory probably could have been dispensed with for
this episode, and it is not a little odd and contrived that the Daleks decide
to kidnap these two out of the blue just because “it is known the Doctor
required companions” (reminiscent of The Five Doctors), but despite my aura of
annoyance they do provide some comic relief and a few genuinely sincere
Amy/Rory moments.
The Daleks and Soufflé Girl, however, are the real stars of
the story.
The opening sequence with the Doctor and Darla on Skaro is
haunting and the images we get of this long lost but apparently not lost planet
are beautifully rendered. The realization that Darla is a Dalek puppet along
with the implications of this Dalek technology is horrifying and lends a new layer
of danger to these age-old enemies of the Doctor. Then we are treated to the
sight of all of those assorted Daleks and the Dalek Parliament. Next we hear
the deafening chorus of “save the Daleks.” (“Well, this is new.”)
And the surprises keep coming; this is the most depth the
Daleks have been afforded in a long time.
The Dalek Asylum and Daleks that even the Daleks are afraid
of are chilling prospects, and the sight of these battle-scarred and insane” Daleks, even though
dormant, is more frightening than the Parliament full of active Daleks cowering
at the thought of even one of their mad brethren escaping. The “eg, eg, eg”
refrain as one comes slowly to life and that is mistaken by Rory for ‘egg’ is
both funny and spine tingling as it slowly evolves into the familiar and
dreaded “exterminate.”
“It is offensive to us to extinguish such divine hatred,”
the Dalek Prime Minister offers as explanation to the Doctor for the existence of this asylum, and it makes sense that the
Daleks would have this concept of beauty. However I am getting a bit weary of
the show’s constant barrage of disparaging images aimed at the Doctor. Deeming
the Doctor their Predator and then
adding that it is due to the Doctor’s deep-seated hatred that they continually
fail in their attempts to kill him, the Daleks are reiterating concepts of the
dark and dangerous nature of the Doctor that the show has been hammering home for some time now. A little of this can be effective, but true to
its nature New Who has beaten it into the ground.
“You’re going to fire me at a planet,” the Doctor asks. “That’s
your plan? I get fired at a planet and expected to fix it?” Yeah, that’s their
plan alright. Because, deep sigh, the force field surrounding the Asylum can
only be turned off from within the Asylum. So this all could have been averted
if the Daleks had only lived up to their brilliant reputation and built a
control room on Skaro rather than essentially handing the keys of the Asylum
over to the inmates. But then this all would have been averted and we wouldn’t
have any reason for the episode and so I will overlook this obvious lapse in
Dalek judgment.
In addition to the Daleks we have Soufflé Girl,
alternatively known as Oswin Oswald, who is a standout in the episode. A
self-described genius, Oswin has managed to stay alive and keep her sanity (to
all appearances) for roughly a year while stranded in her crashed spaceship at
the center of the Dalek Asylum. She listens to Carmen and bakes soufflés when
not holding off the insane throngs at her door. Oswin is vivacious and resourceful;
cute and charming; brave and vulnerable. Her flirtations with Rory as she
guides him to safety are humorous (and OK, I suppose Rory is needed after all,
and you can’t very well have Rory without Amy; I just wish they would put all
of their stale and forced relationship issues behind them once and for all).
She is equally comfortable bantering with the Doctor (gotta love that “Chin Boy”)
even as she disables Daleks and hacks into their telepathic web. Her deletion
of the Doctor from Dalek lore is brilliant, except for the fact that you just
know this will be short lived. As short lived as the Doctor’s supposed death at
Lake Silencio. (How is it again that the Daleks know he is still alive to begin
our story?)
There is a mystery at the heart of Oswin Oswald, though. A
mystery that the Doctor detects from the start. “Soufflés? Against the Daleks?
Where’d you get the milk?” It is a question only the Doctor considers
important, and when he learns the answer he is devastated. “You dreamed it for
yourself because the truth was too terrible,” he tells the girl of soufflés.
Slowly the truth dawns on her; she is a Dalek. It is a heartbreaking reveal for
the Doctor, for Oswin, and for the audience. She is no longer a human despite
her protests; she is a Dalek. But she does protest; she has denied and suppressed;
now she fights against it. The part that is still Oswin can yet save the Doctor
even as the part that is Dalek stumbles out “eggs . . . stir . . . min . . .
ate.”
“Run you clever boy,” the Oswin side of her says, “and
remember.” Knowing at this point in the show’s history that the actress,
Jenna-Louise Coleman, is to play the role of the Doctor’s next companion, this
statement, said directly to the camera, is prophetic. It is enigmatic and
intriguing and doesn’t look like it will become the cumbersome burden recent
season arcs have been.
A promising start to New Who's seventh season. I just wish, Gary, it didn’t
end with the inane question . . .
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