The Name of This Book Is Secret, by Pseudonymous Bosch

Second paragraph of third chapter:

None of his classmates laughed. Or even smiled.

Particularly recommended for readers of ten and up (or advanced readers of eight and up), it’s a mystery story somewhat in the manner of Lemony Snicket but not as baroque; our protagonists, two misfit schoolkids, find themselves embroiled in a mystery involving an archive of smells and the legacy of two magician brothers. I gave the whole collection of five books to a young relative last year on a friend’s recommendation, and she enjoyed them enough that I felt I should give the first one a go myself. I’m not going to rush to read the rest, not having regular reading company of the appropriate age. You can get it here.

This was my top unread book acquired in 2017. Next on that list is The Ginger Man, by J.P. Donleavy.

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Saga, vol. 8, by Fiona Staples and Brian K. Vaughan

Second frame of third chapter:

Bookblogging has been a bit slow of late, partly due to end-of-year exhaustion, but also I have rediscovered Civilisation (for the iPad, in this case) and it's proving as big a temptation as it was when I was last really into it twenty years ago.

Anyway. Nice to get back to the world of Saga, where our protagonists, renuited, are dealing with being exiles on a hsticle world while looking for gynaecological services. Some surprisingly heavy stuff here about abortion, seriously and sensitively approached, with also some more information about what is going on with the supporting cast away from the main timeline. I have got volume 9 as well, and will read it soon but won't write it up until its Hugo status is resolved one way or the other.

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Δόξα ἐν ὑψίστοις Θεῷ καὶ ἐπὶ γῆς εἰρήνη ἐν ἀνθρώποις εὐδοκίας (or, Merry Christmas)

I did something tonight that I haven’t done before; I walked two kilometers through the woods to the ancient chapel of Our Lady of Steenbergen for Midnight Mass. (I’d been there for Midnight Mass once before, but that time I drove.)

It’s a rather nice ornate Baroque building, dating from 1652, replacing a structure built in 1606 near a much more ancient holy well (which supposedly confers good fortune in romance to those who drink from it). A group of concerned local citizens (or, in ancient terms, a confraternity) is responsible for keeping it all going, with support from the Government of Flanders.

The chapel has regular weekly prayer, but Mass is celebrated there only on a few occasions in the year – a candle-lit celebration on 2 February; an open-air Mass and procession on 1 May; another open-air Mass and procession on 15 August; the feast of St Hubert on 3 November, at which animals are ritually blessed; and the Midnight Mass for Christmas.

The informed observer will note that three of those dates are pretty close to the ancient Celtic festivals of Imbolc/St Brigid’s Day, Beltane and Samhain, and 15 August is only two weeks displaced from Lúnasa. My sneaking suspicion is that the site of our chapel has been a venue for seasonal religious celebration for a lot longer than Christianity has been in these parts.

Christmas is of course the interloper, historically speaking, but possibly the most popular of the five. Tonight the chapel was crowded out – probably many of the congregation, like me, had not been to an act of worship for a very long time. For an hour, I put aside my reservations about organised religion and enjoyed being part of a community tradition in my adopted country.

A choir of three women led the singing. Here they are with the Dutch translation of Stille Nacht / Silent Night (I was in the balcony, having arrived late):

And then I walked home again through the woods, flooded by moonlight to the point that I didn’t need to use up my phone battery to light the way.

Merry Christmas, all.

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Monday reading

Second last of these for the year

Current
Finding Time Again, by Marcel Proust
The Year's Best Science Fiction & Fantasy, 2010 Edition, ed. Rich Horton

Last books finished
The Name of This Book Is Secret, by Pseudonymous Bosch
A Cold Day in Hell, ed. Tom Spilsbury

Next books
Factfulness, by Hans Rosling
Heartspell, by Blaine Anderson

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The Greatest Show on Earth (1952)

The Greatest Show on Earth won the Oscars for Best Motion Picture and Best Story of 1952, and was nominated in three other categories, Best Costume Design, Best Director, and Best Film Editing. This is a rather low tally; in particular, I’m struck that none of the cast was nominated in the acting categories. (Though in fairness the same is true of last year’s An American in Paris, and also for Grand Hotel, All Quiet on the Western Front and Wings back in the early days.) The other contenders for Best Motion Picture were High Noon, Ivanhoe, Moulin Rouge and The Quiet Man.

IMDB ranks The Greatest Show on Earth 8th (popularity) and 9th (number of rankings) for the year. At the top of both leagues is the only other film from 1952 that I have seen, Singin’ in the Rain, one of my personal favorite films, which got a princely two Oscar nominations. (Best Score, and Best Supporting Actress for Jean Hagen as Lina Lamont. It didn’t win either of them.) Others that I have not seen and are ranked ahead of The Greatest Show on Earth on both systems are High Noon, The Quiet Man and Ikiru. Here’s a contemporary trailer:

I came into this a bit uneducated; I have seen none of Cecil B. De Mille’s other films – not The Ten Commandments, not Sunset Boulevard – and on top of that, watching on a small screen means that you lose out very much on the experience that first time viewers would have had. This was part of the reason it left me somewhat cold, and it’s going near the end of my table – ahead of Mutiny on the Bounty, because it’s more spectacular to look at, but behind Gone With the Wind because of lack of plot and decent acting.

Whitewashing: I know this may be getting tedious of me, but it’s now nine years since we had an Oscar-winning film with a speaking part for a black actor. Literally the only black people visible in two and a half hours are those putting up the Big Top 53 minutes in. Otherwise it’s an all-white affair. Several of the circus acts are based on non-European cultures, but performed entirely by white performers.

Plot: The film juggles (see what I did there?) two quite different core themes – the spectacle of the circus, and a romantic triangle between the three lead characters (with a couple of wrinkles, one of which is rather good). This means intrusive voiceovers at the beginning, the end and various points in the middle explaining to us why the animal cruelty and cultural appropriation we are seeing is so important, interspersed with heaving bosoms and glowering glances between the main protagonists. It’s really all laid on pretty thickly; no subtlety here. I have to admit I sometimes sympathised with the little girl in this frame:

The leads: I’ve mentioned this already. I found the three main characters melodramatically written and unimaginatively acted. The worst of the three is Charlton Heston as circus manager Brad, who glowers and smoulders in every scene; it’s not at all obvious why he and Holly are attracted to each other.

Just as one-note, but a bit less annoying, is Cornel Wilde’s sexy trapeze artist Sebastian, who does play a convincing charmer of women. Apparently Wilde was terrified of heights, so it’s just as well that his character gets injured and has to take time off from performance – though he seems game enough.

The most annoying of the three in terms of acting is Betty Hutton as Holly; every line is delivered with much drama and sighing. However I’m cutting her some slack because she does some genuinely impressive acrobatics, rather more than Wilde, which must have been a real strain.

Gender: Comes out rather better than you might have thought (though not helped much by Hutton’s performance). A consistent theme is women asserting their rights to make their own choices, including Hutton’s character’s choice between the two men she is attracted to. The costumes are spectacular rather than salacious.

The supporting cast: Having grumbled about the leads a lot, I will say that the next rank are much much better. The standout here, possibly the best part in the film, is James Stewart (who we saw 14 years ago in You Can’t Take it With You) as Buttons, a clown who turns out to have a tragic secret in his past, which is why he never takes off his make-up. His sidekick in the film, Emmett Kelly, is playing himself as one of the main performers of the Ringling Bros and Barnum & Bailey Circus. (Buttons’ nemesis, FBI Agent Gregory, is played by Henry Wilcoxson who we saw ten years ago as the vicar in Mrs Miniver.)

Gloria Grahame as circus performer Angel also stands out, and gets most of the best lines in the film, culminating with “Listen, sugar, the only way that you can keep me warm is to wrap me up in a marriage license.” (Lyle Bettger, as her jealous boyfriend Klaus, not so much.)

Music: Lots of decent enough songs, not too taxing and featuring of course the title piece. (Some dubbing, particularly where Betty Hutton is apparently both acrobatting and singing at the same time.) There is a great cameo moment when Dorothy Larmour, playing Phyllis (another solid supporting role) is performing in the big top, and in the audience we see her co-stars from the “The Road To…” films, Bob Hope and Bing Crosby, eating popcorn.

Cinematography: Even a grinch like me has to admit that the actual circus scenes are filmed very well, and must have looked really really good on the big screen. Apparently the film as a whole was tremendously well received back in 1952 and its winning the Oscar came as little surprise. There is, I must admit, a truly spectacular scene near the end when the circus train actually crashes.

This was not one of my favourites, and the fact that it did so well, and Singin’ in the Rain got nowhere, does not dispose me kindly to that year’s Academy voters.

Next up is From Here To Eternity, which I will possibly combine with the Retro-Hugo winning George Pal War of the Worlds. I’m twenty-five Oscar-winning films into this project now; at this rate (which I may not necessarily sustain) I’ll be up to the present day by the end of 2021.

1920s: Wings (1927-28) | The Broadway Melody (1928-29)
1930s: All Quiet on the Western Front (1929-30) | Cimarron (1930-31) | Grand Hotel (1931-32) | Cavalcade (1932-33) | It Happened One Night (1934) | Mutiny on the Bounty (1935, and books) | The Great Ziegfeld (1936) | The Life of Emile Zola (1937) | You Can’t Take It with You (1938) | Gone with the Wind (1939, and book)
1940s: Rebecca (1940) | How Green Was My Valley (1941) | Mrs. Miniver (1942) | Casablanca (1943) | Going My Way (1944) | The Lost Weekend (1945) | The Best Years of Our Lives (1946) | Gentleman’s Agreement (1947) | Hamlet (1948) | All the King’s Men (1949)
1950s: All About Eve (1950) | An American in Paris (1951) | The Greatest Show on Earth (1952) | From Here to Eternity (1953) | On The Waterfront (1954, and book) | Marty (1955) | Around the World in Eighty Days (1956) | The Bridge on the River Kwai (1957) | Gigi (1958) | Ben-Hur (1959)
1960s: The Apartment (1960) | West Side Story (1961) | Lawrence of Arabia (1962) | Tom Jones (1963) | My Fair Lady (1964) | The Sound of Music (1965) | A Man for All Seasons (1966) | In the Heat of the Night (1967) | Oliver! (1968) | Midnight Cowboy (1969)
1970s: Patton (1970) | The French Connection (1971) | The Godfather (1972) | The Sting (1973) | The Godfather, Part II (1974) | One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest (1975) | Rocky (1976) | Annie Hall (1977) | The Deer Hunter (1978) | Kramer vs. Kramer (1979)
1980s: Ordinary People (1980) | Chariots of Fire (1981) | Gandhi (1982) | Terms of Endearment (1983) | Amadeus (1984) | Out of Africa (1985) | Platoon (1986) | The Last Emperor (1987) | Rain Man (1988) | Driving Miss Daisy (1989)
1990s: Dances With Wolves (1990) | The Silence of the Lambs (1991) | Unforgiven (1992) | Schindler’s List (1993) | Forrest Gump (1994) | Braveheart (1995) | The English Patient (1996) | Titanic (1997) | Shakespeare in Love (1998) | American Beauty (1999)
21st century: Gladiator (2000) | A Beautiful Mind (2001) | Chicago (2002) | The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King (2003) | Million Dollar Baby (2004, and book) | Crash (2005) | The Departed (2006) | No Country for Old Men (2007) | Slumdog Millionaire (2008) | The Hurt Locker (2009)

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My year on social media: Facebook

The last of six posts about my media and social media profile this year (previously: traditional media, Instagram, LinkedIn, Livejournal, Twitter).

Facebook remains dominant among my social group, despite its well-publicised problems and issues. It takes some effort to delve into the metrics to find the most liked, commented and shared posts of the year, but here they are.

My most shared original content (not that the content was originally mine, but I’m pretty sure that I was the first to post it to Facebook in this form) was this grumpy October post about Boris Johnson and engineering:

My most commented post, with an amazing 170 comments, was this innocent-seeming meme which I linked to in January.

The second highest numebr of comments was on my gloomy post about the future of Brexit this monthL

My most liked post by a long way was about my appearance for the second year in the list of top 40 #EUInfluencers. I think the photo really helped.

The second most liked post was for B’s 21st birthday in June.

U’s 16th birthday picture, in a locked post from yesterday, is close behind though.

Facebook remains at the top because of its accessibility and dominance. But from the top, the only way is down.

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My year on social media: Twitter

(Fifth of six posts: see also traditional media, Instagram, LinkedIn, Livejournal, and Facebook.)

My most successful tweet of the year, topping the metrics for impressions, engagements, retweets, replies, media views and media engagements was a clip of Frans Timmermans, the First Vice-President of the European Commission, laying into Nigel Farage:

My most liked Tweet was a report from Peter Capaldi’s Q&A at London Film and Comic Con, where, in case I didn’t mention it, I had a great time. This also had the most hashtag clicks and detail expands of any Tweet this year:

The Tweet that got me the most clicks through to my own user profile was, perhaps not surprisingly, the one in which I recommended a lot of other people more famous than me:

The Tweet with the most URL clickthroughs was my LJ post about the leaked Boundary Commission proposals in January:

The Tweet with the most permalink clicks (due to the peculiar tweeting style of the person I was arguing with) was a rather pointless exchange with a Eurosceptic:

The Tweet that got me the most new followers (a glorious five) was this mini-thread about how Brexit could have gone differently:

I used to use a proprietary sevice for analysing the impact of my Tweets, but it went out of business, possibly because Twitter’s own analytics are rather good.

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My year on Livejournal

(Fourth of six posts: see also traditional media, Instagram, LinkedIn, Twitter and Facebook.)

As the tumbleweed grows deafening, I have stayed on LJ, entirely out of inertia. Some time Real Soon Now, I will switch to the WordPress solution that a lot of other people are using. (yeah, I know, Dreamwidth; it doesn’t have several of the features that keep me on LJ, and to be honest the stench of slow decay is detectable there too.)

Six of my LJ posts got six or more comments this year. (Back in the glory days, there would be dozens of posts with more than twenty.) They were, in chronological order:

11 Feb: Best Series Retro Hugo 1943 – 16 comments
17 Feb: Rebecca (1940 film and 1936 novel) – 10 comments
23 Feb: 1943 Retro Hugo for Best Related Work: C.S. Lewis on Paradise Lost, Hamilton’s Mythology – 6 comments
22 Apr: “Antwerp is not ready to elect an Orthodox Jew” – 13 comments (a better-tempered discussion than we had on facebook on the same topic)
29 Jul: Two small Hugo reforms looking for co-sponsors – 9 comments
1 Nov: Fifteen Years of Book Blogging – 8 comments

See you next year, but probably somewhere else.

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My year on social media: LinkedIn

(Third of six posts: see also traditional media, Instagram, Livejournal, Twitter and Facebook.)

LinkedIn doesn’t make it all that easy to assess the impact of your posts, which is one of the reasons I am less active there than on other platforms. However, my most successful post of the year in terms of both likes and views (views only seem to go back a couple of months), and joint top number of comments, was the announcement that I am in the top 40 #EUInfluencers as measured by ZN Consulting and EurActiv.

The second highest number of likes went to Helsingin Sanomat’s coverage of my participation in Alex Stubb’s campaign (with a better photo than the one they used on the paper’s own website).

The second highest number of views went to my gloomy prognosis of the Brexit talks a few days ago.

The equal top number of comments were on my reposting of a Cambridge University Students Union job ad, a discussion which turned into a bit of a virtual reunion.

If LinkedIn made their metrics more transparent and also made information easier to find, I would use it a bit more often. Also it would be nice if I could embed posts here, but I can’t.

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My year on social media: Instagram

(Second of six posts: see also traditional media, LinkedIn, Livejournal, Twitter and Facebook.)

My top post on Instagram, with 203 likes (no doubt due to cunning use of hashtags) was my first picture from the London Film and Comic Con in July.

https://instagram.com/p/Bl0OtnJB7Al

Second most popular, with 90, was a view from the walls of Dubrovnik into the main city from June:

https://instagram.com/p/Bj12FC4gKJw

And third, with 88, was a view of the Atomium in the mist a few weeks ago.

https://instagram.com/p/BqkZiCmFum_

I am not an addict of Instagram, but I do enjoy it and have tended to find the atmosphere much more positive than on other social media.

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My media in 2018

(First of six posts: see also Instagram, LinkedIn, Livejournal, Twitter and Facebook.)

For the last few years I've done a round-up of my my year on social media. This year I'm starting with the more traditional media pieces to which I contributed or in which I was mentioned, grouped by theme rather than in date order.

Northern Ireland

As usual, I got a lot of coverage on Northern Ireland issues — three small themes and one big.

A BBC interview in the summer, marking the moment that Northern Ireland overtook Belgium's record for the longest period of time without a government, got me another bite of the cherry in the Belfast Telegraph.

I wrote a piece for Slugger O'Toole in January on the forthcoming West Tyrone by-election, and got quoted in the News Letter on the result.

And the Guardian quoted me in a piece about the DUP in the context of Brexit.

The big topic for me was the obscure question of the proposed new parliamentary boundaries, which were leaked in January to much excitement, and finalised in September; I wrote a long analysis for Slugger O'Toole, summarised it for the BBC, and was quoted in the Belfast Telegraph and the News Letter.

And the BBC also reported that when the Queen's University of Belfast Students Union was being cleared out prior to its demolition, they found an old photograph of me.

International politics

For the second year running, I found myself on the top 40 #EUinfluencer list. Very flattering.

I wrote for Euractiv and was interviewed by CNN on next year's European Parliament elections.

My work for the Bulgarian EU Presidency was covered by POLITICO and the Bulgarian magazine Капитал.

I Tweeted and Facebooked a lot about Brexit, and contributed a column (dubbed "Whyte Noise") to APCO's monthly Brexit Bites bulletin, ending the year with this gloomy take from last week.

On other parts of Europe, I did this short analysis of the Hungarian electionsHelsingin Sanomat ran this as a story. (Must have been a slow news day.) One of my tweets about Helsinki made it to EurActiv's Tweets of the Week.

In July I participated in two panel discussions on CGTN about Chinese policy and its perception in Europe. Only one of them is online:

Finally, I did an interview with Croatian TV where there was a bit of a glitch with the spelling of my name. People get "Whyte" wrong all the time, but this was special.

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Monday reading

Current
Finding Time Again, by Marcel Proust
The Name of This Book Is Secret, by Pseudonymous Bosch

Last books finished
Perilous Dreams, by Andre Norton

Next books
A Cold Day in Hell, by Alan Grant
The Year's Best Science Fiction & Fantasy, 2010 Edition, ed. Rich Horton
Factfulness, by Hans Rosling

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Doctor Who, Series 11 (or 37), 2018

For the last few years I've been largely avoiding doing play-by-play reviews of New Who, as I did when it first came out, though I have continued to watch it avidly and definitely have Views about it all. I've slowed down on my commentary partly because the blogging environment has changed, and I now use LJ largely for book reviews; but also partly because one of the senior production team of the Moffat era is related to me, and I didn't want to make his life difficult (people saying "Look what your cousin wrote about your show!" etc).

Obviously the Moffat era is over, and the Chibnall era has begun. It's been too busy a time for me to do the episodes one by one (I think I was travelling on four of the last ten Sundays), but here's my brief take of likes and dislikes from the year just gone. If you want more detail, I strongly commend this comprehensive and thoughtful overview by Darren Mooney, and the episode reviews by various contributors at the Doctor Who Reviews and Space Time Telegraph blogs for each episode which I link to below. (I note that seven of the ten reviews on DWR are by people named Matt or Matthew; John Connors seems to have written five of the ten at STT.)

Overall I have enjoyed it. I don't agree with Darren Mooney that this has been the weakest series of New Who; I really think that Series 6 (2011), which started with The Impossible Astronaut and ended with The Wedding of River Song, made much greater demands on the viewer for insufficient payoff. However I think I will agree that the highest points of this year's stories were not as high as those of previous New Who seasons; even Series 6 had The Doctor's Wife. On the other hand, none of the low points was quite as awful as the 2007 Daleks in New York two-parter or the 2014 Kill The Moon. I do agree with Darren Mooney that it looks in general much much better than any series of Doctor Who ever has before. The absence of continuity (no theme music in the first episode, no Tardis interior until episode two) was disruptive but also intriguing. The new music is a welcome change (not that I hated Murray Gold, but he's been doing it since 2004).

It's interesting to see historical stories being approached in a different way. I was scratching my head to think of previous New Who series with three stories set in Earth's historical past, but actually there have been several (Series 3 with The Shakespeare Code, the Daleks in New York and the Human Nature adaptation; Series 5 with Victory of the Daleks, The Vampires of Venice and Vincent and the DoctorA Town Called Mercy, Hide and The Crimson HorrorRosa and Demons of the Punjab.

Of the ensemble, I think Jodie Whittaker has clearly nailed the kind of Doctor she and Chris Chibnall want her to be. She does the open-mouthed flabbergastedness a bit too much, but she is not the first Doctor whose standard facial expression annoyed me (Peter Davison's anxious face, Jon Pertwee's arrogant pout, Colin Baker in general). I'm a bit more concerned about the character, which doesn't always display the compassion that most incarnations have shown. (But the First and Fourth Doctors, who are among my favourites, often fell short there too.) I hope that Chibnall has a plan for a character arc here, to be further developed in 2020.

I like all of the three companions. Against fan consensus, my favourite is Mandip Gill's Yaz, who I find a convincing audience identification figure, followed by Bradley Walsh's Graham and then Tosin Cole's Ryan. I do feel that juggling four regulars, for the first time since Davison days, has proved challenging for the scripting at times. The extra five minutes per episode helps. So does the switch to Sunday, which seems so obviously a good idea now that one wonders why it was never tried before. I am not sure about the decision to have a series of ten single-part episodes. Previous series of New Who were able to play with the pacing of the plot to make things more interesting (admittedly, not always with huge success). It's also clear that the last episode of this series, effectively, is the New Year 2019 special.

And speaking of the episodes:

The Woman Who Fell To Earth: (See also Matt Tiley at DWR, Matthew Kilburn at STT)
This really had one job to do, and did it pretty well – introduce the new Doctor, set up the companions, have an alien threat. The death of Grace showed that this version of the show is going to play hardball. (I would not be at all surprised if one of the main cast gets written out in similar fashion in 2020. NB that in the first episode of Torchwood, Chibnall also killed off a woman of colour who looked like she might be one of the core cast, and she too was brought back to life in a later episode.) The alien threat itself was rather low-key – locally horrible but without wider drama – which turned out to set a tone for the rest of the season. Glorious shots of Sheffield (a city I have never been to).

The Ghost Monument: (See also Matt Dennis at DWR, Sean Alexander at STT)
One of the weaker episodes, in which the Doctor and companions (and the people they meet) are getting from A to B. Like the previous episode, it features a bizarre sfnal quest, though this time we sympathise with the questers. Some good lines in the script but not a lot of oomph, and a muffed ending (not the last). A rare Norn Iron accent from Susan Lynch.

Rosa: (See also Matthew Kilburn at DWR, Tim Worthington at STT)
Now we're getting serious. I remember an Eastercon panel discussing places that a Doctor Who story could never go, such as the Holocaust. (I would add Ireland.) I'd have thought that the segregated Deep South would be on that list too, but was proved wrong by Chibnall and Malorie Blackman (incidentally the only woman of colour to have written for Doctor Who in any medium, as far as I know; her first venture was a short Seventh Doctor story in 2013.) Within the constraints of the format, I thought this dealt with a crucial subject respectfully and entertainingly. One of my favourite stories of the season.

Arachnids in the UK: (See also Ken Scheck at DWR, John Connors at STT)
A very obvious riff on The Green Death, my favourite Third Doctor story, which also had some great return-to-Sheffield characterisation moments, and really impressive special effects, but completely muffed the ending. (What happens to the bad guy? Is it really more compassionate to lock the spiders up until they die?)

The Tsuranga Conundrum: (See also Matt Hills at DWR, John Connors at STT)
This was the only episode of the series which really qualifies as space opera. It has notable similarities to Chibnall's Tenth Doctor story, 42. But we also get challenges to gender stereotypes (the woman general, the pregnant man), the Pting is a work of genius, and of course I loved the Hamilton reference, though as John Connors points out, "for the second week running we have a predator just doing its thing, the threat it poses being a side effect". Not awfully deep, but I thought it was effective.

Demons of the Punjab: (See also Simon Moore at DWR, John Connors at STT)
My favourite story of the season. Partition is an even trickier topic for a Welsh show to tackle than segregation, particularly if you are bringing aliens into it, but this was a brilliant piece of bringing the huge story of the breaking of nations home to the local effect on one family. The special version of the closing theme really does bring tears to one's eyes. This and Arachnids in the UK are part of why I like Yaz so much.

Kerblam!: (See also Simon Moore at DWR, John Connors at STT)
This on the other hand left me cold. I was not happy that the Doctor leaves an evil system un-overthrown, having defeated the revolutionary who was trying to bring it down. As Darren Mooney points out, "The episode’s happy ending has the company giving the employees four weeks off, but only paying them for two of those four weeks." It is totally out of whack with the show's progressive history. The script, performances and especially the effects were all good, but the politics left a bad taste in my mouth.

The Witchfinders: (See also Matthew Kilburn at DWR, John Connors at STT)
This one also fell very flat for me, my personal low point of the series, though a lot of people seem to have loved it; it simply had too many egregious historical errors for me to enjoy it. I was reminded of my similarly hostile reaction to The Plotters, a Who spinoff novel set in the same historical period. Alan Cumming is clearly having great fun as King James; perhaps a bit too much.

It Takes You Away: (See also Marcus at DWR, Sean Alexander at STT)
On the other hand, and again contra fan consensus, I really liked this one: quietly understated and creepy, scary in places, emotionally effective, and with a stellar performance from Ellie Walwork as Hanne. Along with Rosa and Demons of the Punjab, one of my favourites of this series. Incidentally this is not the first time that TV Doctor Who has been to Norway – the final scenes of Doomsday (2005) are set on Bad Wolf Strand, which we are told is not far from Bergen.

The Battle of Ranskoor Av Kolos: (See also Matt Hills at DWR, Matthew Kilburn at STT)
It's not unusual for Doctor Who to muff the final story of the year, both in Old Who (The Time Monster in 1972, The Armageddon Factor in 1979) and New Who (Last of the Time Lords in 2007, Dark Water/Death in Heaven in 2014; not to mention End of Days, the appalling last episode of the first season of Torchwood, also in 2007). It's still disappointing when it happens, though, and I felt that the final episode had a particularly complex setup (the Ux requiring considerable suspension of disbelief) which then failed to pay off emotionally or even dramatically – it seemed rather bathetic to lock the villain in a box from which the next space tourist will surely release him. Bradley Walsh's Graham did get a bit of closure, but at the end of it all I didn't really feel I understood the point of the whole journey. Maybe things will become clearer on New Year's Day.

So there we are. I'm glad the show is back; I'm glad we have a very different star and ensemble from the past; and I hope it will find its feet, as the second season of Torchwood largely did after the bumpy first season.

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  • Tue, 12:56: RT @ezraklein: In each of the five years preceding Paul Ryan’s speakership, annual deficits fell. In each of the three years since he’s bee…
  • Tue, 13:49: Latest edition of APCO’s Brexit Bites – doing our best to stay up to date! https://t.co/33mbn9EOyN
  • Tue, 19:13: RT @pmdfoster: “Frank”. That’s never a good word when diplomats use it. https://t.co/CbhDNUbyUS
  • Tue, 19:30: “Tory MPs have asked in private how the Irish Republic can believe its relationship with the EU trumps its relation… https://t.co/hPs1P0eJvc
  • Tue, 19:31: RT @jonworth: Here’s an idea, Tories. Varadkar, Coveney and their civil servants have worked tirelessly to build alliances, friendships, n…
  • Tue, 19:31: RT @KeohaneDan: The Irish do “know their place”. It’s called the European Union. https://t.co/T9nrve8fMP
  • Tue, 19:32: RT @JimMFelton: “Patel really fucked things up last week by saying we should starve the Irish, so everybody please watch their language” S…
  • Tue, 19:32: RT @thehistoryguy: It’s almost as if Ireland has pursued its national interest by exploiting its membership of a powerful, collaborative tr…
  • Tue, 19:32: RT @K_dPage: Tory MP: “The Irish really should know their place” #Brexit is turning me into a full blooded Fenian I swear to god https://t…
  • Tue, 20:11: RT @anthonyzach: Ireland knows its place: alongside 26 other nations who are supporting them because they’re part of the same Union and Ire…

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  • Tue, 10:18: RT @davidallengreen: If Brexit is cancelled, the sensible majority will pretend, with relief, that the entire embarrassing spectacle never…
  • Tue, 10:45: RT @PoliticoRyan: I don’t speak for anyone but myself, but I’m thoroughly bored of Brexit. It’s an embarrassing spectacle for the U.K.; mos…
  • Tue, 10:48: RT @WHO: A woman’s ability to choose if and when to become pregnant has a direct impact on her health and well-being. Family planning allow…

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