Yeah, today I was so examining religious subtext in Doctor Who and I was all I JUST WANT TO WATCH TV, DANG IT!
Heh. This is a franchise that, in the TV movie with the Eighth Doctor, had him regenerate from the Seventh Doctor (in a morgue, but never mind) and then, in his weakened state, fall to his knees on the floor, naked but for a white morgue sheet around him, barechested, spreading his arms and looking a bit pained while lightning flashed dramatically over his face.
Don't even go there with trying to analyze religious subtext in this show. *g*
(And, apparently, the Kenyon Englihs Department has done nothing for your spelling skills in times of incoherent rage. : D )
Yeah. yeah, I comment-amended myself. ;)
...there is that. But Bridget reminds me of So. Many. Girls I know, and even of the stupider parts of myself. Hm. May need to go reread....
Bridget...doesn't remind me of anyone I know well, at least, although I suppose she has superficial similarities with a few girls I sort of knew in high school, maybe. She does remind me inordinately of Sally's group of girlfriends in When Harry Met Sally. It's a bit like a British Nora Ephron movie, really. (You hate me now, right?)
Well, yeah, that was kinda the point of P&P, too: but he luuuuurrrrves her, y'know?
Well, there it was socially. Here it's...she's irritating on a personal level, too. Bah.
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Date: 2006-07-16 05:50 am (UTC)Heh. This is a franchise that, in the TV movie with the Eighth Doctor, had him regenerate from the Seventh Doctor (in a morgue, but never mind) and then, in his weakened state, fall to his knees on the floor, naked but for a white morgue sheet around him, barechested, spreading his arms and looking a bit pained while lightning flashed dramatically over his face.
Don't even go there with trying to analyze religious subtext in this show. *g*
(And, apparently, the Kenyon Englihs Department has done nothing for your spelling skills in times of incoherent rage. : D )
Yeah. yeah, I comment-amended myself. ;)
...there is that. But Bridget reminds me of So. Many. Girls I know, and even of the stupider parts of myself. Hm. May need to go reread....
Bridget...doesn't remind me of anyone I know well, at least, although I suppose she has superficial similarities with a few girls I sort of knew in high school, maybe. She does remind me inordinately of Sally's group of girlfriends in When Harry Met Sally. It's a bit like a British Nora Ephron movie, really. (You hate me now, right?)
Well, yeah, that was kinda the point of P&P, too: but he luuuuurrrrves her, y'know?
Well, there it was socially. Here it's...she's irritating on a personal level, too. Bah.