KNITTING! Yes. I’ve been rocking and rolling right along. I’m now halfway done with the first hugenormous red stripe. It still feels like there’s a long way to go, but I do feel like I’m making progress, so that’s something.
As for the good Doctor and his adventures, this week brought me the first four episodes of The Invasion, a story I’d never seen before. The first and fourth episodes are animated (as the footage is sadly long lost), and I’ve gotta say, I really enjoyed the animation. It’s black and white and sort of flash-animation-looking (although I don’t know if that’s really what it is). I was afraid it might detract from my enjoyment of the episodes, but on the contrary, it was actually pretty fun.
I’m only halfway in, but I’m enjoying the story thus far. For as much as I love Troughton, I’ve seen rather few of his stories. Admittedly, many of them no longer exist, but I haven’t even seen many of those that do. I really must rectify that. I’m glad I’m getting a chance to do so now. As you may have guessed, I chose to watch this particular story ’cause I wanted to watch it with Radio Free Skaro commentary. That’s also why I stopped after the first four episodes. The boys won’t be getting to the second half of the story until next week, and I didn’t want to have one of my two precious Netflix disc spots taken up by disc 2 for a whole week while I waited.
For some reason, I’m kinda pooped right now, so I don’t have the energy to go into glorious detail about why I liked these episodes or what delights await you, should you check out the commentary. Ok, just one: “chocolate fondue fountain.” That’s all you get. Now I have to find some food before gaming. Hmm. Knitting while watching Doctor Who, then re-watching Doctor Who with commentary (and more knitting), then blogging about it, then going to play D&D? Do I win some sort of nerd award for that? I think I should.
Ta daa! Finally, the promised picture. Still not much, is it? I’ve come to the conclusion that there’s almost no chance this’ll be done in time for Chicago TARDIS, and that’s a real shame ’cause I’ll probably really want a scarf like this in Chicago in November! Oh well, that’s not really why I was making it in the first place. I want it for me, not to show off. (That part’s just gravy. Mm. Gravy.)
So today while knitting I watched the third episode of Torchwood: Miracle Day, Dead of Night. I’m not going to say too much about it here. For one thing, I don’t want to inadvertently provide any spoilers. For another thing, if you are interested in information about T:MD, there are myriad sources out there–most of which are far more insightful and informed than this little blog.
What I will say is that I’m enjoying the return of Torchwood very much indeed! I was a fan of the first three series (yes, all three), so I had little doubt that I would enjoy the new stuff. I was a wee bit nervous about the prospect that it would be too…American, but as it turns out, I’m really liking that aspect. Watching Rex Matheson cope with travel in the UK and watching Gwen Cooper trying to learn the American dialect has been quite amusing. And I had no idea lemonade is fizzy in Britain. That makes it an educational show too, right?
Anyway, if you liked any of the three previous series of Torchwood, I definitely recommend checking out Miracle Day. It’s a good time. Also, Captain Jack is still hot as hell. I figure that’s always worth pointing out.
Looky here, two posts in just a few hours. It’s a red letter day! Or something. Anyway, I’m trucking right along on the scarf. Finished the mini-stripes and the next full red stripe. I’m on a bit of a roll!
So. The Empty Child. I knew (well, hoped) that I’d like this episode from the moment I saw the title. It by no means escaped me that it was a nod to the first Doctor Who episode ever, An Unearthly Child. That’s the Hartnell episode I’ve seen the most times, hands-down. (As an aside, a Doctor-loving friend and I wrote a radio play for acting class in high school. The main characters were, naturally, named Ian and Barbara.) Titular allusion aside, this is a great episode. Thank you Steven Moffat for another (well, technically, this was his first) creepy, enthralling, and delightful episode of Doctor Who. Not only does it have the shiver-factor in spades, but we meet dreamy Captain Jack Harkness for the first time. I tell ya, tv doesn’t get much better than this.
And this is just the first episode of a two-parter. I am going to force myself to go to bed because I have to get up for work in the morning, but trust that I’d much rather stay up and watch The Doctor Dances. Sigh. Instead, I expect that both the dear Doctor and the captivating captain will be dancing through my dreams.