And now it’s time for Sam cries everywhere, the part of the show where Sam cries.


So the good folks over at BBC released this little gem today called Doctor Who: P.S. it was a mostly animated short scene that was never filmed. It was written for the end of The Angels Take Manhattan and it concerned the events surrounding Amy and Rory informing Brian Williams of their fate. I saw stories talking about this last night…and I became concerned. The articles all said that it would tell us more about the Williams’ life after they got time locked in NY and about Brian. I was excited naturally, but worried about any potential inconsistencies there may have been in the scene. Well there weren’t…instead there was just…tears and crying…and tears.

Let me make this perfectly clear. I don’t cry about things…it takes a lot to get me upset. The only thing I have cried about in the past few months is Doctor Who. So i knew there would be feelings…but I wasn’t prepared for them. In no way shape or form was I prepared for these feelings. If you haven’t watched the video I would encourage you to do so because i’m about to ruin it for you if you haven’t.

So this man shows up at Amy and Rory’s house and Brian’s there…just watering the plants…like he said…someone has to water the plants. I just can’t handle how adorable Brian is as a human being, he’s is just remarkably loyal and just…wonderful really. Anyway…i’ll stop gushing. So Brian answers the door and this strange man invited himself in and gives Brian a letter…from him son…from like 60 years ago. So by now Amy and Rory are both dead and buried on NY. So maybe someday he’ll go and visit their graves… šŸ˜„ So then Brian reads the letter, and Rory tells his dad what happened to them. He tells him that he’ll never see him again, and that he misses his awkward hugs. Along with everything else about Brian. He goes on to tell him that he and Amy adopted a son, and that his adopted grandson is the man who delivered the letter. Brian goes to look the man he now knows to be his adopted grandson in the eyes, properly, for the first time. The last little piece of Amy and Rory that he’ll ever be able to see or touch again. He hugs this man, in his 60’s. His grandson is older than him…and he gives him an awkward hug.

For a lot of reasons this farewell for Brian is infinitely more upsetting than saying goodbye to Amy and Rory. The ending of Angels Take Manhattan will always be sad for that little girl sitting on her tan suitcase waiting to get whisked away by a magic man in a blue box. This ending is sad on such a deeper level though because of Brian. Anyone who watched an episode featuring Brian can understand how endearing he is. A man who just wanted to sit in orbit over his home planet and have tea when he learned he was in a time machine. A man who when told to stay put by the Doctor actually stayed put…for 4 days. A man who was so simple, but so overwhelming complicated just by being there. And this simple marvelous man now has to live with the fact that he sent his son and daughter-in-law away and now he might feel responsible for making them effectively dead to him and all of their family and friends.

Brian might have to be the one to tell everyone else, at least anyone who doesn’t know. Would he tell them the truth, or would he come up with a story? Why else couldn’t they be contacted? Why didn’t the Doctor tell him?…that bothers me. A whole week the Doctor kept him waiting…i’m sure he was in mourning for his friends, but he has a bloody time machine he could mourn for years and still go back the day after they left to tell Brian what happened. Brian might have to bury his own grandson.

When it comes to Doctor Who: P.S. I think I have decided this. It was beautiful, and I’m glad they released this information to us. Brian’s fate is ridiculously heartbreaking and I feel that he’s the real victim in all of this. Everyone has suffered no doubt, and Rory will miss his father as much as Brian will miss him. We know nothing about Brian’s life outside of his relationship with his son however…we don’t even know if his wife is still alive…i don’t think. He could be completely alone now. I feel for the Doctor too, I always will, but this time I think he should’ve known better. I don’t think i’ve ever stop feeling that way, he knows how dangerous he is to people and he keeps endangering them. I don’t want him to be alone, I could never want that. He just needs to figure out how to keep his friends safe…somehow.


Bad Science

So I kind of like sci-fi right? LIke it’s this thing that I tend to spend a lot of time observing…and so I’ve reached the point in my nerd-life (which is obviously different from a normal life) during which I’ve begun to form distinct opinions on various items in my sci-fi library. Now on the whole I generally love everything I watch to some degree or another, despite having some reservations because of a canonical inconsistency or something similar. One thing that bothers me more than any error in cannon or just a generally poorly written line/scene is Bad Science with a capital BS.

It may seem counterintuitive to get upset about faulty science in the realm of sci-fi, where the rules of science oftentimes do not apply or have beenĀ superseded. In some cases however, the rules of science that must be accepted to facilitate the goings-on in the show require an entirely different set of laws governing the physical world which clearly are not present. If everything else in the universe being considered adheres to the laws of physics as we know (and love/hate them) except for maybe some characters, etc., then one would assume that unless some Supernatural explanation is implied our current understanding of the properties of say, THE FRIGGIN SUN, still hold.

The object of my current rage and hate is Justice League Doom. Now this was quite a lovely little piece of animation, and overall I pretty much enjoyed it. There was a lot of pain and sadness for…the majority of the JLA, and Batman was awesome. There were a couple of things, one instance in particular, that I could not help but cringe at. There’s an instance when a missile thingy gets launched at the sun, which causes a solar flare that follows the missiles magnetic stream from the earth back to its point of origin to destroy approximately 1/2 of the population of the planet. A little outlandish, potentially cringe worthy already, but it got worse. A character states that it will take roughly 8 minutes for the solar flare to travel from the sun to the earth…no. Yes, light takes approximately 8 minutes to reach us from the sun, but the sun isn’t just made of light, it’s made of plasma. It would take longer than light speed for a…plasma projectile to travel from the sun to the earth. I will be the first to say that i’m not well versed in plasma physics so feel free to tell me i’m wrong. There was something else though that really upset me.Ā 

So we all know that Superman is fast, like he can fly really fast man. I guess he can fly near light speed? I mean faster than a speeding bullet for sure, and I would assume light speed-ish since he did that time travely thing right?…maybe i’m thinking of a betterimean….another superhero. Anyway. There’s a scene right after the sun gets hit by this stupid missile where Superman and Green Lantern are just chillin by the sun talking about the plans to save the earth. Green lantern stays behind and about a minute after the missile hits the sun Superman is back on the Earth. Now think about this. The movie clearly stated earlier that it would take about 8 minutes to travel from the sun to the Earth…at light speed. Superman just did that trip in under a minute…HOW THE HECK IS THIS POSSIBLE???? I mean to the best of my knowledge even Superman cannot travel That fast. Even if he can travel at light speed he wouldn’t have made it back to earth before the solar flare hit because he would’ve been a few seconds behind it the whole way. Maybe a bit faster than light speed I could buy, but we’re talking about a trip that takes LIGHT 8 minutes, taking Superman roughly 45 seconds…that’s crazy, it grinds my gears, and is in my opinion bad superhero science.Ā 

There was this whole other issue I had with Justice League Doom where every character is dumb at the end except Batman, and how I am almost certainly now and forever a Marvel girl if that movie was any indicator of the characterization of the DC superheros in the bulk of their respective franchises. Anyway…i’m done.Ā 

My love for the fallen angel known as Castiel


So as anyone who sees the tattoo on the back on my right calf (and understands it) would know, I have a deep and undying love for the angel Castiel from the TV series Supernatural. In recent months, since the release of The Avengers (praise Joss) I’ve realized my occasional affinity for villainous characters. Now these two ideas may seem unrelated on the surface, but as anyone familiar with the end of season 6 of Supernatural will know Castiel unfortunately displays some slightly Bad-Guyish behavior from time to time. Despite that my love for him never wavered, as I explained in something I posted elsewhere on the internet after I watched season 6 for the first time. I still love Castiel, though I am concerned for him…and his current state is nothing short of upsetting.

Anyway I’ve recently realized that my amicability towards villains may be a byproduct of my affection for Cas. This isn’t the first time I’ve loved an antagonistic character. Kaworu Nagissa from neon genesis evangelion is one of my favorite anime characters and he isn’t exactly…a good guy. I don’t try to dislike villains though..not even a little. I think it’s healthy though. I mean it isn’t normal…but I think it’s good to appreciate the typical driving force of any plot line, the conflict. Without villains there would be no conflict and that would just be lame…so thank you villains! Thank you for causing so much trouble.