Doctor Who: The Reality War

 "So much for the two Ranis. It's goodnight from me."

Obviously, the above line is so brilliant that this episode is a triumph for that reason alone. And yet... against all the odds, although I'm sure subsequent viewings will reveal the odd dangling thread, after last episode seemed to promise a finale full of too many elements and loads of fanwank, we ended up with nothing of the sort. Instead... we get an ending that satisfies emotionally as well as narratively. Plus a cameo by Jodie Whittaker that I never saw coming. 

 So...

We resolve the cliffhanger by bringing back Anita and the Time Hotel, another returning character. Yet, with this being Ncuti Gatwa's swansong, it's good to see her again. And we use the hotel's timey-wimeyness to bring the UNIT gang back together, merging Conrad's awful wishes with reality. The plot threads- May 24th never arriving, the future in which the hotel exists existing only barely-just about work. And so we have... UNIT versus the bone dinosaur thingies which, let's face it, is the coolest thing ever.

And, of course, the Rani confronts everyone. It's a reunion with Mel, the sort of sequel to Time and the Rani that we were all definitely waiting for. And... the Rani wants to bring back Omega, and thus the Time Lords. Oh, and Time Lords have been sterile since the Time Lords were destroyed... that is, the most recent extinction, not the time before that. So Poppy is real... but she's an impossibility. And, to the Rani's Gallifreyan supremacist disgust, half human, like the Doctor is. Or isn't. Let's not dwell on this one.

The dilemma here is a nice one: bring back the real world, and Poppy vanishes. Yes, the story promptly cheats by building a zero room to magic away the paradox but, given what happens later, this doesn't really feel like a cheat. The Doctor confronts the Rani while Ruby (successfully, and psychologically) confronts Conrad. And... there's Omega. A terrifying beast, for sure, but as little like the Omega we remember as, well, Sutekh was last season. And, after gobbling up the newest Rani, he's quickly vanquished. Because, as we'll see, this is an episode where the Big Bad isn't really the point.

At first, Poppy exists. Ruby watches, alongside the audience, as the Doctor and Belinda plan to travel through time and space with her, making sure the TARDIS is toddler proof. Because that's totally what matters, right? In no way will the places they travel to be the real threats to child safety...!

And then... suddenly she never existed. Only Ruby remembers her. Only after much debate does the Doctor realise... and that's when we realise: he's going to regenerate. Sacrificing his life for a child. And... yeah, Ncuti Gatwa was good, but the other side of that is that he was in demand. Doctor Who, especially with this hiatus, was never going to keep him for longer. Which is a shame. We never got Daleks, Cybermen, so much, And two such short seasons...

It's a good send off, though. Nicely done, visually, and surely the most expensive regeneration ever. Nice cameo from Jodie Whittaker, too, doing some nice little characterisation for her in one short scene which knocks everything Chris Chibnall ever wrote into a cocked hat.

The coda with Belinda makes total sense: she always had to get home for Poppy, who is, after all, completely human, with a human father. It all feels as though it fits together, at least on just one viewing, and it satisfies.

But then... what? What? What?

Fledgling by Octavia E. Butler

It's always a joy to discover an author new to me, if obviously one I most certainly had heard of, appearing with increasing frequency on all sorts of lists of "best of" literary science fiction. Eccentrically, my first experience of her writing is this, the final novel she wrote before her unacceptably early passing.

And the novel is extraordinary, at once brimming with intoxicating ideas (and I love a good novel of ideas) and supremely addictive. "One more chapter" syndrome is very much in effect here.

The plot, I suppose, is fairly simple, and perhaps even takes a back seat to the deeply enjoyable world building. We follow everything from the perspective of an amnesiac vampire, attacked and left for dead, as she tries to discover who she is, her place in the world, and who would want her and her family dead.

Yet this is a novel profoundly about bigotry, about race, about justice, about sexual ethics, about how to deal ethically with power imbalance. Yet the novel never feels preachy or didactic, and makes no claim to solutions. Its feminism is firmly sex-positive. And its characters feel utterly, utterly human, although many of them, of course, are not human at all.

This certainly won't be my last experience of an author I'm very happy to have discovered for myself.

Doctor Who: Wish World

 "This isn't exposition, Doctor."

The opening scene to this episode is decidedly odd, in ways which, I think, are oddly clever. It's Bavaria, 1865. A time and place which is somewhat redolent of fairy tales. And, sure enough, a seventh son is born to the seventh son of a seventh son, which must surely be rather unlikely. And so in swoops Archie  Panjabi's rather wonderful new Rani to steal the baby... and magically turn the rest of the family into violets (evoking Luke being turned into a tree in Mark of the Rani?), ducks and an own respectively.

This is pretty much as fairytale as it gets. Magic, not science, although I suppose there's that famous quote from Arthur C. Clarke. But hasn't there been a lot more of this sort of thing in doctor Who lately, along with the fourth wall breaking? Almost as though reality is not the same as it was. Perhaps since the Doctor and Donna did that thing with the salt in Wild Blue Yonder...?

We then move to a bit of a mini-Doctor Who trope: reality has changed. The Doctor (or "John Smith") and Belinda are a married couple, and Poppy from Space Babies (and as glimpsed in The Story and the Engine) is their Daughter. The likes of Ruby, Mel, Kate Lethbridge-Stewart, Colonel Ibrahim and Shirley all exist within this world, which is disturbingly trad and socially conservative, especially with regards to gender roles and sexuality. Given this existence's reactionary bent, it shouldn't be a surprise for us to see Conrad, that cad, on the telly. It'll be May the 24th tomorrow. And there's this constant, Orwellian pressure not to doubt this reality, or one may be disappeared.

Oh, and there are skeletal dinosaurs walking all over the place, because of course there are.

There are some nice touches. Ruby remembers a little more because, with the events of 73 Yards, she has previous. Conrad's storybook, about the story of "Doctor Who" (was that the sound of the fourth wall collapsing again?) is by "I.M. Foreman". And even Susan Triad works at "John's" office... from tech billionaire to tea lady.

And yet there are, in another nice little assault on the fourth wall, little plot holes in this reality which make it really rather hard not to doubt. Things cannot hold. Conrad is exhausted from maintaining his ideal reality. The older Rani is beginning to resent her "mistress". The Rani is at the centre of London, with a plan that does not bode well for the continued existence of the populace. And Shirley, with the other marginalised, disabled, lets Ruby in on their plot against Conrad and... well, as in other episodes, I approve of what's been said in the socio-political commentary here, but would it not be more effective if it were a little more subtle? Subtext over didacticism? Never mind.

Inevitably, the Doctor and Belinda find themselves doubting this implausibly reality and captured... via appearances by both Rogue and Susan: with all that's going on, with there be much time to devote next season to the latter? Or is she for Season Forty-Two?

And so we have them both introduced to the Rani, as memories stir and we get some answers. The Doctor "stirred the gods"... during Wild Blue Yonder? The baby is Desiderium, god of wishes, boosted by the Vindicator and a sprinkling of technobabble. It's May the 24th, the stroke of midnight, and the outside world dissolves (the "Bone Palace", conveniently, is a fixed point). And the revelations come quick as the cliffhanger approaches. The Rani is doing this to find the "One Who Was Lost"... Omega! and one last thing... Poppy actually, genuinely is the Doctor's daughter! And... Susan's mum...?

Hmm. I enjoyed this episode, it entertained me, but will they stick the landing? That's the question. It's all contingent.

(Incidentally, I love how, in a world where we Brits have been pronouncing the word "omega" the American way for decades now, Doctor Who has accidentally preserved the older British pronunciation that's archaic in 2025... fandom aside!)

Twin Peaks: Drive with a Dead Girl

 "Ben... as your attorney, your friend and your brother, I strongly suggest that you get yourself a better lawyer."

This episode, perhaps, may not stand out as much as some, but it's as engaging as ever as the many subplots continue to unfold. We see Leland's disturbing behaviour after last episode's events, but whenever he looks into the mirror... it's Bob. I love the many golf balls at the start! Still, those glances in the mirror aside, this episode is unusually devoid of the supernatural. Indeed, Harry even pushes back at Agent Cooper on this a little.

So much happens here, as ever. Hank's old cellmate Ernie marries Lorna's mother. Andy tells Lucy that he may be the baby's father. Ben is being set up by Catherine, unless he signs over all but the hotel. Both Harry and Pete are worried about what happened to Josie. Maddie's body is found. 

Interestingly, though, we're eight episodes into this season which, unlike the last one, has the then regulation 22 episodes expected by American network television, whereas last season was over at this point. There aren't clear signs of it yet, but I do hope this doesn't lead to unnecessary padding. Time will tell.

Andor: Ever Been to Ghorman?

 "Everyone has their own rebellion, right...?

Yes, I know: I'm well behind on Andor. But I'll keep on at it...

A year has passed since last episode. Cassian and Bix are living in furtive domesticity on Coruscant, finding relative (but only relative) safety in being needles in the mother of all haystacks. But Bix is still troubled by flashbacks of a certain atrocity committed in the name of the rebellion, leading to some interesting debate between the two of them.

Yet this episode is clearly setting up all sorts of skulduggery, and deceptions within deceptions, as the Empire makes its plans ton seize Ghorman and mine it for its resources, rendering it uninhabitable. Hence a year of relentless anti-Ghorman propaganda, hence the Rebellion and the Empire turning their attention to it... yet Luthen can glean little, and the imperial manipulations proceed, with Dedra and Syril's undercover mission seeming to show the first fruits of success.

And it looks as though Cassian is about to go into Ghorman, too, to learn what's going on. I'm sure, with all this dialogue about him protecting Bix, that she'll be fiiiiine.

This is, really, an episode of set-up. Yet there's plenty of nuance and food for thought on the harsh realities and the compromises which must be made when living under tyranny. Superb television, as ever.

Batman: The Animated Series- Robin's Reckoning, Part I

 "That Grayson kid's a real boy wonder."

Tsk. I don't think much of the child labour laws in Gotham City, allowing the Graysons to use their young, underage son in what's described as a "death-defying" bit of acrobatics. Nor do I think much of the health and safety situation. No safety net? Really? With a child involved...?

Yeah... you can sort of tell that Robin's origin story dates from the '40s, can't you? A bit like the way all the hoodlums dress and the cars they drive. It's a bit awkward in the modern age. So it's perfect that this  animated series takes place in a deliberately ambiguous fusion of the '40s and the modern day.

We still haven't seen much of Robin, but this episode serves to flesh him out really well. The narrative, contrasting "now" with flashbacks, also works well. The modern day narrative is simple- Batman finds out that Tony Zucco, killer of Robin's parents, is still alive, but refuses to tell Robin and goes after Zucco himself, refusing to involve his ward. So, naturally, Robin is furious, and this seems to presage a real rift between them.

Yet the flashbacks, taking their time to tell Robin's origin story, are the real point. It's lovely to see Bruce and Dick bond over both of them having had their parents murdered at a young age. So far, so impressive.

Dexter: Dexter

 "See you at the next bloodbath?"

You never know what you're going to get withy a pilot for a new series (yes, Dexter is the new Sunday night blog post for now), but I was bloody impressed with this. Bloody excellent direction, intriguing concept, plot and characters, nice use of the setting (Miami), and superb central performance from Michael C. Scott as the eponymous serial killer... with praise also due to the extraordinary Julie Benz as Rita, the damaged, sexually abused girlfriend to whom the asexual Dexter is the perfect boyfriend.

And Dexter himself is nuanced and fascinating. Neurodiverse, personality disorder, I'm not qualified to say, and TV drama often tends to conflate such things.. but he's a strange one, entirely capable of surface charm; highly organised; and utterly incapable of real feelings, even towards his sister and his girlfriend. It's fascinating seeing his friendly relationship with his unsuspecting cop friends (except Doakes, who knows he's a wrong 'un). especially Lt LaGuerta, who may look down on his sister Deb but clearly fancies the pants off Dexter.

And the flashbacks... his backstory is fascinating. Some childhood trauma leading to adoption, starting by killing animals, but his energies redirected by a loving cop stepdad into serial killing only those who "deserve" it. Wow. And in this episode we see our first two of what I suspect will be many murders. Dexter is, of course, no hero: vigilantism is never justice. There must always be due process. Much as I'm enjoying this series, I'll never forget that.

But this episode does a bloody good job. It introduces the characters and premise, and already we have a threat: a rival serial killer, whose methods Dexter admires, and a shot across the bows...

Doctor Who: The Interstellar Star Contest

 "You came back from the dead!"

"Sums up my career."

SPOILERS, obviously.

I'm not much of a one for light entertainment, so I wasn't sure I'd like this episode as much. I don't mean that as a criticism, mind: there hasn't been a dud this season so far, and Doctor Who bloody well should try and appeal well beyond middle aged geeky blokes like myself. Yet I thought it was brilliant, and not only because of that ending. But that we shall come to.

Despite this being an episode based on Eurovision (complete with not only Rylan Clark and Graham Norton, at last appearing in Doctor Who by actual design) and set in a space station, which is the most RTD thing ever, we have another new writer this week, which is brilliant.

Anyway, the opening is fun, with Belinda rather amusingly insisting that, yes, this time she actually wants to stay for a bit. Of course, given what we later learn, it's unclear how an Earth cultural institution could have become a spiral arm-wide phenomenon nine centuries later, but such things are easily handwaved. After all, there are nice little nuggets for the fans, such as star singer Cora ostensibly being from Trion, home planet of one Vizlor Turlough.

The threat, with the Hellions, is allowed to cleverly unfold, with a brilliant central performance from Freddie Fox as Kid. It's should make us uncomfortable that there will undoubtedly be parallels in our own world to the atrocities perpetrated by the Corporation upon the poor people of Hellia. Yet, while kid turns to mass murder, Cora instead turns to something both more positive and more effective- and there's a message for us all there in our oh so imperfect world. Blind, angry revenge is not the answer.

Mike and Gary are great as down-to-Earth audience identification characters- and I recognised Charlie Condou as Jonathan Yeah? from excellent sitcom Nathan Barley, in a minor little actor spotting triumph. But there's lots of good character stuff for the Doctor and Belinda, each separated and thinking the other dead, Belinda panicking about her situation and and realising she never got to tell the Doctor he was wonderful. This is an absolute acting triumph from Verada Sethu.

And then we have the Doctor going way too far in his attack on Kid, not so much the Time Lord Victorious but the Time Lord Damaged by Trauma. Ncuti Gatwa, too, is incredible here.

But... yeah. Let's talk about the big reveals, shall we? Susan- actually Carole Ann Ford- was a huge shock. She's only in the Doctor's head, but, with the little seeds planted last season, I'm sure she's out there... a Season 42 thing?

And then the Vindicator is finished, the Doctor can finally take Belinda home, but we get some exposition (from Graham Norton, who else?) telling us that Earth ceased to exist on 24th May 2024... and, as the TARDIS heads towards that date, the door blows off.

And that's all. Mrs Flood is indeed the Rani, which was unfortunately spoiled for me by the thumbnails of videos from inconsiderate YouTubers. But... a bi-generation? Archie Penjabi's Rani and Mrs Flood? Yeah, still processing that.

I definitely enjoyed this a lot. It may be a first viewing thing- watching this a second time without the big reveals may possibly be a different experience. But the episode works on its own terms, I think, with a nice subtext.

Update

 I realise I’ve been rather inactive this week- that’s because of big life events that have been emotionally overwhelming. Not in a bad way, though. I’m fine, and I’ll be back to normal from Saturday with Doctor Who.

Batman: The Animated Series- The Cape and Cowl Conspiracy

 "Do you know what it means?"

"Don't you?"

At last the Commissioner has come up with the Bat Signal, fairly late in the game. And I love how Batman gently notes the implausibility of such a thing being allowed!

Otherwise, though... well, the twist at the end was clever, but I wasn't all that impressed with this one. We have a villain, Josiah Wormwood, whose thing is to commit crimes via elaborate and unrealistically elaborate death-traps, much like  those we saw in the '60s TV series. Neither he nor "Baron" is particularly engaging or interesting. Indeed, the best thing in this episode may be the interaction between the Batman and Commissioner Gordon.

We get a Perils of Pauline style damsel in distress about to be run over by a train who turns out to be a hologram, though: I liked the subversion of this trope. But otherwise, a rather forgettable episode.

And quicksand doesn't actually do that in real life!

Better Call Saul: Saul Gone

 "So you were always like this..."

And here we are. It's over... and it ends like this. Wow.

That was an hour of television that will haunt me for a long time.

Of course, there's no suspense about whether or not "Gene" is going to be caught: there's no escape for him, and we know that this is the last act of Saul's... no, Jimmy's tragedy. There can be no hope for him... but, unexpectedly, there's redemption. And, for that redemption to be genuine, there must be real catharsis, full confession and harsh consequences... eighty-six years in a prison Saul had earlier described as a "hellhole".

The episode is punctuated by flashbacks- with Mike, with Chuck, both better and wiser men than him, as he asaks them what they'd do with a time machine, all the answers being revealing. But it's Walter White who, with his typical arrogance, calls him out: this is really about regrets. And Saul, of all people, certainly should have had a few, as attested by the dizzying number of charges he's presented with.

And he seems to play his hand with very Saul Goodman cunning, getting a very lenient plea deal of only seven years in a not-too-bad prison. And it seems even that isn't enough. Kim has acted with integrity, leaving herself open to being sued by Howard's widow as atonement... but Saul, it seems, right up until the moment he steps into the courtroom, seems set to throw Kim under the bus, which would be far from surprising.

But... he doesn't. Instead, he admits all and takes the brutal consequences. Almost certain life in a hellhole prison... but he has Kim's respect again. And, through suffering, redemption. weirdly, Jimmy (not Saul) is probably happier than if he'd taken the seven years. He is, at last, doing the right thing. Even Jimmy McGill is not beyond redemption,

Wow. The script, the acting, everything. This in no way ended as I was expecting, but it feels perfect.

Doctor Who: The Story & the Engine

 "This ship is in outer space, and in Lagos, at the same time..."

Yet again, we get another bloody good episode, full of heart and crammed with so many ideas. Not a dud yet this season: every episode has been good or better. And this may be one of the better ones.

After so many episodes concerned with the arc, characters from the past and so forth it's such a relief to get a story of the week. Yes, Mrs Flood appears, but only briefly... and yes, we get a surprising and welcome cameo by Jo Martin. And, although it seems at one point that we're getting another member of the Pantheon, Anansi, that's a clever bit of misdirection. And even if, as seems possible, stories are the concept at the centre of the season arc, the focus on story here is merely thematic.

So we have, near as dammit, a story of the week, with original concepts and a brand new villain. Good. It's also great to have an episode set in Nigeria- the TARDIS can go anywhere, not just an island off the coast of northern Europe. Episodes like this give the series a sense of scale... although one thing about the setting did amuse me: it's 2019, not quite the present, because Belinda can't be in 2025 until the plot demands.

The cold open gives us a fascinating mystery, and I love the little animations as the stories, so wonderfully reminiscent of west African folklore, are told. Omo, the Barber and Abena are stronger characters than the other young men, but this is not a story peopled by redshirts. These characters are far from two dimensional. And there's a fascinating character point for the Doctor, too: he's Black now, and having to adjust to how he's perceived in certain times and places. So why not spend time in Lagos, in a barber's shop, getting to know people in a place where his blackness makes him comfortingly anonymous?

The mystery builds wonderfully, and I love the concept of a barber's shop that is both in Lagos and... not. Even better when the Doctor discovers they're on the back of a giant robotic Anansi spider. This is brilliant. We're in West Africa, Anansi is the most widely known figure from West African folklore, so why not riff on him? And I love the misdirection: The Barber is not Anansi, god of stories (although surely Anansi, like Loki, is more of a trickster god... perhaps the same as the Trickster, come to think of it?), but rather a disgruntled former employee who wants to kill all the gods, which will have consequences for human culture, an excitingly fertile thought. Then there's Abena, another mythological character, who has a grudge against the Fugitive Doctor.

As good as all these breathless, brilliant, science fiction ideas, though, is the Doctor's very human story about Belinda, a simple tale of nurses and what heroes they are.

The ending is perfect- reconciliation and forgiveness for everyone, the Doctor managing to save the day only because of Abena's wonderful story, loads of tension. Maybe I'm still not fully grasping who and what the Barber was, but I don't think I really needed to. This episode was entertaining, ingenious, and deeply, deeply satisfying.

Batman: The Animated Series- Perchance to Dream

 "You don't like the fantasy world I've created for you?"

This episode is, I suppose, simple: we get a high concept... er, concept that simply plays out in its own inevitable way. Besides, the "protagonist wakes up to find their life was all a dream and reality is more mundane" thing is such well-trodden grounds that I've no doubt whatsoever that it will have its own TV Tropes page. Despite all this, though, this episode is bloody good- and perhaps ideal for a series with such short individual episodes.

So Bruce is knocked unconscious and wakes up to a reality in which his parents are alive, he's just become engaged to Selina Kyle (this being a dream of his ideal life, this is proof of how he feels about her!) and someone else is Batman. And yes, it's fun as we- and Bruce- are introduced to this new reality, which Bruce comes to accept. At last he can find true happiness.

And yet we know it can't end there. The way Bruce finds out is clever- books and newspapers are gobbledygook: we can't read in dreams because apparently it's a left brain thing. I'm not sure if this is a myth or not- left/right brain things often are, it seems- but, as a plot device, it works well. Although, surely, anyone under the influence of this machine would have the same reaction?

Still, the showdown with the Mad Hatter is satisfying, dramatic, and Bruce's solution is truly shocking. And it's the perfect character point- for Bruce, the truth matters more than happiness.

Andor: Harvest

 "I wish you were drunk."

Wow. Three episodes in and we get a truly great episode. All three subplots here deepen the series' theme- the grim reality of negotiating life under totalitarian tyranny. And it's done superbly, with script, acting and some particularly creative direction.

So we have Dedra meeting Syril's overbearing mother for the first time, petty tyrant that she is. One one level it's satisfying to see Dedra laying down the law against the abuse of her partner... but she does this by using her position in the Imperial state, with veiled threats. Still, given the initial inequality between them, Dedra clearly sees her new partner as highly capable, a kindred spirit, and worthy of respect. Interesting, too, to hear about her background, raised coldly by the state following her parents' arrest.

There's the tension of the imperial audit, as the net closes in on the fugitives... and the awfulness of that creep from last episode first insisting on sexual favours from Bix in exchange for not arresting her, a promise he may not even keep, and then trying to rape her, leading to her defending herself and ending up arrested. This horrible scene has no doubt played out many times over history, an appalling thought. Cassian may come to the rescue- although not without casualty- but the sheer horror of this lingers.

Then there are the multiple horrors facing Mon Mothma. There's the looming and imminent threat of blackmail, of course, but that can wait a few days. Even worse, as shown by the early scene between her and Leida, as Mon is forced to confront what she's done. She's doing what she's doing to help the rebellion, but at the cost of a forced marriage of her daughter to some oaf. No wonder she gets drunk, like her own mother at her own wedding... and the trippy camerawork is exquisite. Just like Andor as a whole.

Better Call Saul: Waterworks

 "Anyways, this guy, any good?"

"When I knew him, he was."

Observation number one: Jimmy/Saul/Gene... let's say "Saul" because that's who he's reverted to... is no Debbie Harry. Observation number two: wow. This Vince Gilligan-written-and-directed episode is tense, thematic, and beautifully structured.

Surprisingly, the first twenty-seven minutes are spend with Kim, in her humdrum, monochrome present. Dull job selling sprinklers. Dull social life. Dull husband. Dull sex life ("Yep, Yep. Yep. Yep."). And we spend twenty-seven minutes seeing this, at a slow pace- a brave but inspired choice. The thrill of the scamming is long behind her.

Any we end up seeing her side of the conversation with Jimmy. Leading to her full confession, firstly to Howard's widow and secondly to the law. She's willing to calmly face the consequences of her actions, unlike a certain con man of our and her acquaintance.

There are some flashbacks of the moment the divorce papers are signed, with Kim, inevitably, acting with integrity. It's weird seeing her in that office... and quite the surprise to see her interacting with a very sharp and on-the-ball Jesse.

But, inevitably, we return to Saul, following him during the ill-fated burglary... and again the tension is allowed to fester and fester. We know Saul is about to face his downfall, it's just a question of how. And, when the denouement comes, it does not disappoint. All throughout, Saul has relied on his charm... and especially, in his Sandpiper days, on his ability to get old ladies to look fondly on him. So it's delicious to find all his tricks failing utterly with Marion, leaving him exposed, desperate and on the run...

Again, wow.

The Last English King by Julian Rathbone

I last read this rather enjoyable and playful novel many, many years ago. It's the tale of Walt, one of King Harold's housecarls who is afflicted by both physical and mental wounds after surviving the Battle of Hastings and, evoking The Wanderer, filled with guilt at not having died alongside the ring-giver. It's a novel which balances its humour with real humanity. Walt, like most north European aristocrats, was hardly a cultured man, a kind of proto-John Bull, but he's made likeable by his suffering.

Wandering the Byzantine Empire, as many English refugees were wont to do in the late 1060s, he is accompanied by travelling companions who slowly hear his story, vividly evoking a culture and a lifestyle now suddenly vanished. Yet it's more than this, with the many playful jokes and allusions making this novel a joy to read despite its being about deep loss, subjugation and suffering. We are certainly left in no doubt as to the fate of the common people under Norman rule, but life goes on, and there will always be wine, beauty and laughter.

There is an icky moment involving Walt and a fourteen year old girl, which may be minor in nature but, well, the only acceptable level of ickiness of this sort is zero. That aside, I strongly recommend this wonderful novel from an author who arguably seems, worryingly, to be slowly falling out of fashion.

Doctor Who: Lucky Day

 "How committed are you to the lies you've told?"

Like, I trust, most of us, I was somewhat displeased by the dismaying tendency of so many people to vote Reform UK on Thursday. The disease of far right populism is a very present danger. So it's highly gratifying to see good old RTD write an episode addressing this, with the real monster not being an alien creature but a cynical, far right grifter, a thinly veiled version of Tommy Robinson. Good. On this occasion I don't even care about the total lack of subtlety towards the end, as the Doctor turns up to give Conrad a proper good bollocking. 

To paraphrase what a wise man once said... there are parts of the Internet that have bred some terrible things, things that oppose all that we believe in. They must be fought.

One may question, of course, the need for Doctor-lite episodes where seasons are only eight episodes long, but heigh-ho. After that brief scene at the start, in 2007, we don't see Belinda again at all (then again, if she appeared, we wouldn't be able to have a story set in 2025...) and the Doctor appears only for the later scene with Ruby from just after The Devil's Chord and, of course, for the aforementioned bollocking. Instead, it's down to Ruby Sunday, her family, and the UNIT gang, to hold the fort in the Doctor's absence. And, actually, this is an interesting long term writing choice to use Ruby in this way. Are we going to keep checking in on her, focusing on the after-effects of being the Doctor's companion and adjusting to "real" life? Having had this experience- betrayal, doxxing, worse- is going to have a deep effect on her character.

The episode is very clever: until the twist arrives, the relationship between Ruby and Conrad develops in ways that are rather sweet, only for the rug to be pulled from underneath us as Conrad turns out to be the cynical leader of some vile conspiracy theorists profiting from insinuating that UNIT are just faking all these alien invasions, which will ultimately result in Earth being vulnerable. They remind me in many ways of anti-vaxxers (Conrad, I note, doesn't take the antidote), and remind us that conspiracy theories- all of them- are dangerous.

The final showdown (it's a shame Mel was missing) is fascinating- yes, it's satisfying to see Kate release the Shreek on Conrad, and the result seems to discredit him, but I suspect the harm has not gone away entirely. And Kate, it very much seems, will have to face the consequences.

There's a satisfying resolution, of sorts- well, until bloody Mrs Flood turns up- but these people will never go away, never stop endlessly flooding the zone with their bullshit and their dead cats and their hate. But the future doesn't belong to the incels, the MAGA morons, Nigel Farage, or Elon Musk. It belongs to us.

So that's four bloody good episodes out of four so far. Good going. Here's hoping they can keep this up.

The Gathering Storm

 "He promised to cut down to three bottles of champagne in the evening."

It's good to see this again, twenty-three years after I saw it first being broadcast. This TV film is an exemplar of something that exists, yes, as a nice little historical drama, but primarily as the vehicle for an actor to show us a real, incredible tour de force in a truly seminal role. For here, Albert Finney simply is Winston Churchill, in all the nuances of that very complicated human being. We often speak, when actors play real historical figures of whom footage exists, of the distinction between acting and impression. But here... well, the distinction simply doesn't exist. It's a truly extraordinary performance from a first rate actor.

The script, of course, deserves credit too, for this is Churchill- blinkered, irascible, deeply emotional, loving, exasperating. His views are nicely shown- of course, history remembers him for being very, very right about the most important thing- the urgent necessity of utterly crushing Nazism without mercy. But the script doesn't shy away from other things, such as his strong support of British rule over India, often using problematic language. Nuance, again. Yet, despite his flaws... he can't help but inspire loyalty and affection, something shown very well here.

The narrative is nicely done, beginning with Winston's career in the doldrums and ending with him being First Lord again, although much of this is due to Ralph and his deep sacrifice. But there's more- how he was so problematic yet loving as a husband and father. As a salutary reminder that one can, and bloody well should, have absolutely no truck with any of this "fourteen units of alcohol a week" nonsense.

And with that... I'm posting this and uncorking the wine. Happy Friday.