The Doctor and Clara run into a trio of salvage merchants, as the TARDIS comes close to destruction…
I didn’t come into this with any real expectations, but I was pleasantly surprised at the interesting things that went down this episode:
- Noises in space really irk me – I know it’s expected of the genre and a show not always known for scientific rigour, but it still irritated me.
- This has to be the first ever Doctor Who episode where the entire guest cast were from an ethnic minority – and it wasn’t even mentioned on screen. For one thing, it was completely irrelevant.
- We got to see some interesting TARDIS rooms, but there was still an awful lot of corridor action.
- The Doctor really doesn’t want people to know his real name, does he?
- Clara (contains Lancashire and sass) was again superb. The revelation of her true identity is going to be a cracking one, that’s for sure. Mind you, if that dress was any shorter we could have ended up with a panty shot.
- For the second time in two episodes, everyone did something that is usually associated with the tales of one Steven Moffat.
- The back and forth between the leads is great; you see that Smith and Coleman have real chemistry.
- The snippets of audio from past Doctors was a lovely touch, as was having the Seventh Doctor’s umbrella make a brief appearance.
- The Van Baalens’ were OK, but not brilliant – I see there have been complaints about their acting on Gallifrey Base.
- Next week looks like it could be rather fun – Diana Rigg in particular.
An enjoyable tale, but lagged a bit at times and pressing a literal reset button did seem more than a bit of a cop-out. I had enough of that with Merlin.