I was going to post a review of the Doctor Who Christmas special (still watching Christmas TV, which seems supremely appropriate given, if you work in marketing, it starts in October), but the perfect summation appeared to fall out of Malcolm Tucker's face halfway through.
In any case, I'm not sure I'd know where to start with this one. Doctor Who appears to be in a race with Sherlock, both BBC money-spinning staples, to see who can be the first to wave out of their own mouths having wedged themselves up their own fundaments with plots that owe more to Dada than three-act structure. Bigger doesn't equal better, nor does more absurd, unless you're trying to use the dancing dolphins and fire-eating unicorns to distract from problems at the centre.
I'll leave you with that image.
In any case, I'm not sure I'd know where to start with this one. Doctor Who appears to be in a race with Sherlock, both BBC money-spinning staples, to see who can be the first to wave out of their own mouths having wedged themselves up their own fundaments with plots that owe more to Dada than three-act structure. Bigger doesn't equal better, nor does more absurd, unless you're trying to use the dancing dolphins and fire-eating unicorns to distract from problems at the centre.
I'll leave you with that image.
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