Forest of the Dead
Regarding last night's Doctor Who, I'm simply going to invoke the Bad Astronomer:
Steven Moffat is made of awesome.
That is all.
Episodes like that are the reason I watch TV. Spoilers follow.
I'd guessed River-lady might die. I don't deliberately try to predict these things - in fact, I try not to - but it seemed heartbreaking enough to be inevitable1. But thankfully that didn't detract. I hadn't worked out anything else, and I certainly didn't see the last five minutes coming. Wow. I loved the whole concept, particularly the forehead-slap simplicity of 'saved', and the whole plot hung together nicely. And, of course, the dialogue was stonking.
TV's providing all my highlights, these days. I like the cinema, but I'm trying to think of the last film that made me so goddamn happy as Doctor Who, Lost or Battlestar Galactica at their best.
- plus, one of the first lines was 'there's always a death at the end, which was a bit of a hint [↩]
