The (oh-so-sonic) Radicals

Writing this from another location, in another condition. Soundtrack: Christmas carols. From folks such as George Michael and Toni Braxton. Just when I'd left for home and was determined to spend some days with peace and quiet, not fussing about with daily checkings of internet news sites, just relaxing and let time pass without any particular involvement or engagement on my behalf, the whole world (seems to have) decided to go on a rather dramatic course of radical change, and the poor holidaying me suddenly had to deal with massive amounts of updates in various departments. Exceptional, extraordinary events to rattle my state of attempted, idle holiday harmony. Instead, I was faced with a need for intense skimming of fan communities. Such as The Doctor's. For one thing, I discovered that Catherine Tate is EVIL! It is now official, the woman is a prankster of outergalactic stature - suitably enough - and her out of the blue revelation of David Tennant's "departure from Doctor Who" was, apparently, just a joke! And a really bad one too! This according to David himself, no less, who's now stated that the woman "stitched him up good and proper" with her speech on Jonathan Ross, and that she was allegedly "oblivious" to the fact that his phone had been ringing non stop for hours thereafter. Well, thanks a lot, Cathy. You made us all a bunch of nervous wrecks there - possible conditions and doubt and all. Despire the fact that I completely adore her acting, and do find (or found, hehe) her incredibly clever as a person, that was truly a mean deed towards someone she's working with that close and whose character is currently one of the most beloved on television. Not to mention the fans. Think I just did, though. Fans go crazy following pronouncements like this. Which is probably exactly why she did it. Anyways, good news for all namely fans, as of now - David Tennant is NOT leaving the show and still claims to be having the "best job in the Universe". Hurray! We can rejoice in further adventures of the ever-so-charming Time Lord. And Rose Tyler. Maybe not together, for David has also disproved of filiming scenes with her. "But we will understand it all at the right time, when the context becomes clearer." Heard that one before, yeah.

Second, the Christmas Special has its special screening the other night, an occasion which saw the attendance of many...familiar faces. Jackie, Mickey - and The Doc! Very sweet to see parts of the old gang back and chatting again. Even Sarah Jane - sorry Liz Sladen - was present. Moreover, we got the first, few sneek peaks from what we've got to expect from the upcoming Special, And due to what we've been granted so far of info and spoilers and clips, I think it's fair to say it definately looks extremely promising. A bit shocking too. There's the whole TARDIS/Astrid anagram which is becoming increasingly curious and there's the scene where The Doctor is GARGANTUOUS SPOILER ALERT snogging Astrid, aka Kylie Minogue. Which should be quite distressing for all the fangirls. Or, maybe not? Okay, David had already stated many times that for sure, if you've actually got someone like her (meaning Kylie) onboard the TARDIS, wouldn't you want them to share a kiss? On the other hand, this doesn't look very innocent and casual, peck on the lips, this looks pretty passionate. And strange as it might seem, I honestly don't mind. Troubled, moi? Nopes, not this time around. If it'd been Martha, Donna, Romana, Susan (ugh!), Sarah Jane, any other companion, I would've wanted to kill the man. Seeing that his love and kissing should be reserved for a certain blonde with kick-ass abilities. But, come on, this is Kylie. And it's Christmas. And, again, it's kind of sweet. Also, and that's probably the main reason for my strange, whole-hearted accept - her name is an anagram of the TARDIS. Gotta mean something? Or maybe it's just there to disgust us slightly. Ergo, that we haven't yet fathomed to what extent The Doctor loves his ship, and maybe he loves it so much, he is in fact more than willing to make out with it. Way of caressing it. He is stroking the console a lot. And calling it "girl". Well, it is a girl. Ships usually are female. And the TARDIS is a very special ship. Mind you, these Time Machines were "grown", consequently they are living beings. And that puts the whole kissing thing into a kind of perspective. Regardless of the weirdness. This is Doctor Who, and as long as the direct "victim" of the kissing desire comes in the form of Miss "I should be so lucky"-Minogue, there's no reason to object - is there? Didn't think so! In other words: we've got sinking space ships, alien waitresses, nostalgia, off-planet Christmas celebrations, bizarre villains, blue people, red people, spikey people (love the spikes-man! looks like mister Sith from Episode 1!!!), soap star people, really annoying people...Ladies and Gentleman, here comes the never-ending row of surprises and matters to fuss about, with endless lists of questions, unsolvable logic problems, puzzles, riddles, spoilers, disasters, fantastic writing, poor writing, amazing sets, wobbly sets, and in one single adjective: fascination. I am fascinated by "Doctor Who". Basic description, need nothing further. Once you're grabbed, it won't let go. Once you've got a taste, you can't wait to have the whole piece. I'm more of a victim than Kylie'll ever be. All I want for Christmas truly is My Doctor - with a tiny twist of Screwdriver magic. Won't disappoint!