Monday, January 8, 2018

"Time to leave the battlefield."


 
"A life this long – do you understand what it is? It’s a battlefield, like this one… and it’s empty. Because everyone else has fallen."
The Doctor, Twice Upon a Time
And so, with the 2017 Doctor Who Christmas Special, we say a poignant, introspective goodbye to Peter Capaldi's Doctor: not fighting the Cybermen, not struggling with the Daleks, not foiling an evil plan, but simply hoping to save a life that would have been lost to the tyranny of war, mixed with the Shakespearean question of whether to be or not to be.

The episode introduces the idea that a Time Lord might deliberately refuse to regenerate, and by so doing, succumb to whatever death has initiated the process.  It also sharply reminds us of what the Doctor has lost over time, the manner in which both friends and foes have fallen by the wayside, finally leaving nothing but memories - a metaphor which is clearly illustrated by the avatars generated by the memory-harvesting Testimony, a ship created by scientists in the far distant future.

As Bill Potts' glassy avatar reflectively points out during the episode, letting go of the Doctor is hard.  It's been fun watching Capaldi and the writers move his Doctor away from the stiff, formal character of his first appearance, adding sunglasses, hoodies and Doc Martins to his wardrobe, and the electric guitar* to his repertoire. (Not to mention his increasingly unruly hair as the series went on.)

It's been equally rewarding to admire Capaldi's skill as an actor. I've talked before about the partnership between writer and performer, and the writers' need to work with each new actor's specific talents while being faithful to the character of the Doctor.  In Capaldi, the writers were presented with an experienced actor who had obviously developed his craft over time, and took full advantage of Capaldi's impressive ability to imbue his performance with emotion and power.

That ability was immediately evident in his first full episode, where his contemplations on the process of re-creation and replacement resonated strongly with the Doctor's own existence, and the writers were smart enough see what they'd been given and to take advantage of it. Capaldi's tenure was marked by resonant soliloquies and emotional monologues, or exchanges such as his epic, unforgettable rant on war from The Zygon Inversion in his second season.


Capaldi's final scene pays tribute to both his Doctor, and the Doctors who had come before him.  He finally decides to give in to regeneration, and as he readies himself for the change, he delivers a reflective, touching retrospective on how the next Doctor should lead his life, followed by the long-awaited appearance of Jody Whittaker, whose first word as the Doctor is, quite aptly, "Brilliant..."

 

One could assume that the Doctor's youthful regeneration is an unconscious response to his decision not to end his existence, and perhaps this will be addressed in the new season.  Sadly, we will have to wait a while for the answer to that question, or indeed any questions about the new Doctor.  The BBC, after presenting the most anticipated regeneration in the history of the show, decided that they should wait until the fall of 2018 to start the new season of Doctor Who.

 

Wait, did we not just go through exactly the same process waiting for the 2017 season? (Because there wasn't one in 2016?)  Coincidentally, Game of Thrones has also delayed their next season  - until 2019 - and both shows are doing a reduced number of episodes.  Ah, the confidence that all of these people have in the loyalty of their fandom - hopefully it's well placed.  Careful, though:  the Star Wars producers seem to be fully capable of popping out a movie once a year like clockwork, and it's a well known fact that the Dark Side has cookies.

Not a threat, just a warning...
  - Sid

*Which he comes by honestly - it's a well known part of Capaldi's biography that he was in a punk band called Dreamboys with Craig Ferguson (yes, that Craig Ferguson) circa 1980.

Sunday, January 7, 2018

Nailed it.


From now on, we're Terrans. Decency is weakness and will get us killed and the lives of everyone on this ship and the Federation are at stake. So you do what you must, whatever you must, to anyone. 
Captain Lorca: Despite Yourself, Star Trek: Discovery
And there you have it, the mid-season premier of Discovery: mirror universe, little goatees for everyone, as predicted.  Long live the Terran Empire...
- Sid

Saturday, January 6, 2018

Indigo III: My secret country.


 
 “Most of us, I suppose, have a secret country but for most of us it is only an imaginary country. Edmund and Lucy were luckier than other people in that respect.”
C.S. Lewis, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader 
Having tried two different routes to replacing my Narnia books at Indigo, I shrugged my shoulders and moved on - life is short, and there's always something else to worry about.  In my case, it was apartment hunting.

Karli and I live in an older three-story walkup, and whereas we're in a great neighbourhood which is located within easy walking distance of the ocean, the building itself leaves something to be desired.  As such, we've been looking at other residential options in the greater Vancouver region. Having found an interesting option on Craigslist™ earlier this week, we made an appointment for noon Saturday.

A couple of days later, Karli pointed out to me that she'd done a search on the Indigo™ site, and the missing books from the local branch's Narnia selection were available at their Metrotown location.*

"Thank you, love, but that's a bit of a trip just to make up a set of books. It's really not that big a deal."

She replied, "Yes, but we're going to be right near there on Saturday looking at an apartment." 

Bingo.

We looked at the apartment this morning (which we ended up not applying for - great apartment, wrong location for us) and then made our way to the nearby Indigo/Chapters store.  Karli managed to find the single copy of The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe that they had in stock* (located on the regular inventory rather than the $6 book table) and I found all but two of the other books, two which had been well stocked at the other store.

As it turned out, the books were not only on sale at six dollars each, but three for ten dollars, and a friendly checkout clerk very kindly pro-rated my five books so that the entire stack only cost me seventeen dollars.  (Thereby redeeming Indigo's reputation more than a little.) A quick lunch, then back to our local store, where I was able to purchase the remaining two books (and a copy of Tarzan of the Apes to legitimately qualify for the 3 for $10 pricing.)

Skimming through the books, I felt a strong sense of nostalgic pleasure. Narnia was my first introduction to fantasy - my first secret country, to quote C.S. Lewis - and in spite of all of the competition that it's had over the decades, it still holds a special place in my heart.  I'm going to add my seven new copies to my 2018 Resolution reading list - I've re-read them many, many times over the years, but it's always a pleasure to visit a place that I think of as my home.
  - Sid

* This is exactly the sort of thing that makes Karli such a treasure as a companion.