Alex Kingston’s Doctor Who 50th anniversary afterparty tribute video (BBC3 - Nov. 23, 2013)

Bonus: (Matt watching Alex)

Dashing Through Time and Space@

When, what to my wondering eyes should arise,
But a flying police box, and eight shiny allies,
With a little old driver in a coat of type frock,
I knew in a moment it must be ol’ Doc.

More rapid than Daleks his companions they came,
And he hooted and shouted and called them by name:
“Now, Clara! now, Martha! The Brigadier and Benton!
Romana! Sarah Jane! Plus Susan and McCrimmon!

To the Wood of the Torch! to Royal Albert Hall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!”
As pussycats who do a loud vacuum espy,
When they meet with an alien, turn tail and fly,

So off to a safe place the companions they flew,
With the TARDIS full of toys, and the good Doctor, too.


In honor of Doctor Who returning this saturday I present to you this little photoshop project i’ve been working on. The premise is what if the TARDIS mixes up control rooms on the classic Doctor’s. The TARDIS has hinted in the past that the old Control Rooms are never really delete,  just archived. She has also said due to the fact it’s a time machine she has also archived Control Rooms that haven’t been created yet.  

Peter Capaldi got a standing ovation in Sydney at this morning’s #DWWorldTour event!

I’m telling you right now, that woman is not dragging me into anything!

The Time of Angels


Fixed Points in a Ball of Wibbly-Wobbly Timey-Wimey Stuff

People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but actually, from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint - it’s more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly,  timey- wimey… stuff. –Doctor Who, Blink

Taking the idea that time is a ‘big ball of wibbly-wobbly, timey- wimey stuff”, what the heck is the deal with these ‘fixed points’ in time?  Doctor Who uses several examples of fixed points, from a person’s life being spared due to their importance (Captain Adelaide Brooke, The Waters of Mars), to major historical events (Pompeii, The Fires of Pompeii), and even people (Captain Jack Harkness, The Parting of WaysUtopia).  These fixed points are always going to happen, so how does that mesh with this swirling, always-moving ball of time?

Well, without those fixed points, there wouldn’t be the wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey stuff.  They’re kind of the gravity centers that trap all that time-dust—much like the formation of a star.  A fixed point obviously directly effects events surrounding it, in an ever expanding ripple.  So that explains how they exist, but now, how about why?  Especially if fixed points can be made from any given moment. 

 A good visual is to think of a connect-the-dots picture: every fixed point is linked to another in some grand cosmic picture.  Every way it’s viewed, only a small portion of the puzzle is seen.  And even if one could find and recognize the links between specific fixed points, no single person (human, of course (; ) could know every fixed point to come.  And some points might not even be connected chronologically, meaning events from the beginning of time could be linked to future fixed points that no one is aware of.  Heck, by this logic, how can one even assume to know every fixed point?  What if they miss one, assume something is insignificant?

A fixed point in time, plotted in 3D, with all of time swirling and whirling around it…it’s a beautiful image.  So, too, is the idea that there is a big picture, even if there is no way we can ever fully see it.

- vilnolin

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Doctor Who and Time (Mummy on the Orient Express rant)

In my first post on this topic (which can be neatly summed up by the words “asdjgl;hhgahag argh mOFFAT”), I wasn’t able to explain exactly why I was so disappointed in the latest episode of Doctor Who. So I’ve been thinking about it, and I think the thing that ticked me off was not so much that Clara forgave the Doctor after her awesome ragefest last week (I loved it I loved it I loved it)…..

…..it was that we didn’t get to see her forgive him. I mean, yes, they said words on screen that mean that everything is nice and cozy again and on with the adventures—

—but they outright skipped the weeks it apparently took Clara to calm down from “Kill the Moon.” And the problem with skipping those weeks, those weeks full of Clara ranting at Danny during lunchtime about how much she can’t stand the Doctor and those quiet times at night when she just chugs through a pint of ice cream while looking at the stars, is that we the viewers don’t feel them. For us, it was Clara Angry to Clara Accepting and Sad to Clara Let’s Travel Again. But that’s missing out on huge, important moments for Clara, in between the anger and the sadness. I mean, how did they even reunite again? Isn’t that important? How do you contact the proud alien space insect telling him you want in again? Did she phone him all awkwardly or did he come to her? What was Twelve doing for those weeks—was he alone, was he with River, did it matter to him at all that she left? This is important character stuff, but we skipped it because….because….um, space mummies. Kids like that, right?

And what makes this character-skipping-adventure-jumping all the more frustrating is that it’s not an isolated occurrence in this show that I love. For a man obsessed with timey-wimey mechanics, Moffat consistently shows a deep misunderstanding on what time means. Like, time—not jumping forwards or jumping back, but what ages mean, the movement through eras and thought, the pacing of hours. Time rarely matters to his characters: Eleven spends centuries escaping death and centuries waiting for it on Trenzalore, but the weight of these years hits the viewer just as big numbers, not as the lifetimes they are. Rory waits for 2000 years, but he doesn’t really change—he just waits, and then he’s back to the derpy lovable Hufflepuff. River Song is a child in the 60s in New York and then somehow ends up in Leadworth for the 90s, a fairly normal cutup despite the loss, the decades apparently spent waiting for her parents to be born. All of history collapses in the finale of series 6, despite the fact that this means absolutely nothing because time isn’t just a bunch of historical characters and pterodactyls. Amy tries to get a divorce at the beginning of series 7, even though we skipped all the buildup to that drastic decision in favor of Ood jokes.

Basically, time lacks consequence for Moffat. The big fancy millennia are fun to throw around, and time loops are enjoyable enough, but time—time for characters to change, time’s drag and pull, time that moves forward in a neverending chain of reaction—is always skipped in favor of cute jokes and scary monsters. We miss out on time that is important to the characters, and that is a loss to the world’s best time travel story. We miss out on what time means to humanity because we’re so busy seeing how many zeroes we can add to the end of our century. And that’s sad, because humanity’s time, with its “weddings and Christmas and calendars,” is a beautiful thing to focus on.