Top Five Etsy Finds #4

So it’s been far too long (read: a year) since I’ve spent any time on this blog! Since we last spoke I’ve graduated, held down a 9-5 job AND seen S Club 7 live so… it’s been pretty hectic. But I have not stopped loving Etsy (you can always find my favourites here) and I’ve got a new top five finds to share with you.

I’m going through a serious cactus phase right now, and there are plenty of Etsy items to sate my curiosity. T-shirts, pin badges, plush toys: anything you can think of. But this cushion, in it’s simplicity and elegance, might be my favourite.

I really am a sucker for anything with a face painted on it! And I’m also a sucker for salt and pepper shakers – although I usually prefer the kitschy/vintage variety, I absolutely love these. There is something both beautiful and slightly unsettling about them, which is exactly what I look for in novelty crockery.

This is really an excuse to send you in the direction of this shop, diamentdesigns, which just has pages and pages of amazing pieces of vintage jewellery. And although this bracelet is pretty small and subtle, it did emerge as my favourite. It’s very sweet and delicate, I think it would suit anyone and is perfect for summer!

I love pouches. As someone who doesn’t wear much make-up or have much use for a pencil case anymore, I struggle to find a use for all the ones I have. Nonetheless this one is so beautiful, managing to be both slick, simple and rustic, that I might be able to find something to put in it.

This wouldn’t be a Etsy Finds list without a Peanuts item – my addiction has not abated over the last year. And, despite the fact that I already own a Snoopy mirror, this London themed item speaks to both to my hometown pride and childhood nostalgia. (And if you’re interested in more Peanuts items, I now have a whole list dedicated to the best of our friends on Etsy)

That’s my picks! I promise it won’t take me a year to update this blog again (in fact, I already have a couple ready and saved in drafts). If you want to see all the things that couldn’t make the list, then you can always see or follow all my favourites by clicking here.

[Note: I cannot guarantee these things are available even two minutes after posting, as many are one of a kind but I bet the other things the shop has are great too!]

Top Five Etsy Finds #3 – Summer Edition

So I’m coming to the end of my university career (less than a month left!) and, as a result, I have quite a lot of work to do. This, then, seems like the perfect time to put up another Etsy Finds post! This is a themed list, all about summer and summer-related stuff, which is making me very excited to be free. 27th of May baby!

I’m going through a serious orange phase at the moment (as you will see later on) but my first love will always be bags. Bags are the best and this one, a cooler/lunch box hybrid thing is perfect for summer picnics and has the added advantage of looking super cool. Bonus points for just using it as a normal handbag.

This is listed as a teapot, which is clearly is, but its bright sunflower design just makes me think of it filled with juice or (let’s be more honest) Pimms. The two teacups that come with it have removable handles, so can very quickly become cocktail-ready tumblers. So it’s perfect for summer AND winter drinking: it’s the whole package.

Some people (I should add, not me) are inspired by the improved weather and begin gardening. If that sounds like you, there are plenty of awesome planters on Etsy to chic up your yard, but I have a soft spot for this one because a) orange and b) dachshund. What more do you need?

I saw this on the front page and immediately fell in love. A sunglasses case is a must have if, like me, you are always losing or breaking them when they’re loose in your bag. I think the design on this is so simple, so summery and it has the added advantage of being leather, so it’ll definitely last longer than any pair of sunglasses I’ve ever owned.

So this is just my new favourite ‘totally unnecessary but totally awesome’ shop on Etsy: matchboxes made to look like VHS tapes. It’s genius. It’s an amazing selection, it’s fun, they’re not expensive and (struggles to find a reason why this is related to summer) god for barbecues? General fire-raising? I just love them, okay?!

That’s my picks! Next time I post I will, undoubtedly, be done with formal education and might manage to write about something not in list form. Maybe. If you want to see all the things that couldn’t make the list, then you can see or follow all my favourites by clicking here. I’ve also recently added a new list, all about my favourite Peanuts products (of which there are many) which can be found here.

[Note: I cannot guarantee these things are available even two minutes after posting, as many are one of a kind but I bet the other things the shop has are great too!]

 

How I Met Your Mother – My Top 10

The last ever episode of How I Met Your Mother airs tonight and, despite the fact that this last series has been a bit hit and miss, I am starting to feel very nostalgic about the end of this particular era. So, to commemorate, I have put together a list (in no particular order) of the best episodes!

  1. ‘How Lily Stole Christmas’ (Series 2, Episode 11) – shows often struggle to deal with holiday cheer but Thanksgiving and Christmas have given HIMYM some of its greatest moments. I have a particular soft spot for this episode because it explores the relationship between Ted and Lily, a friendship neglected in the later series.
  2. ‘Slap Bet’ (Series 2, Episode 9) – the running joke of the slap bet might have grown a little stale but this originating episode, which is also the moment where Robin Sparkles is unveiled unto the world, is easily one the shows funniest episodes and has great moments for all five stars.
  3. ‘Sandcastles in the Sand’ (Series 3, Episode 16) – two Robin Sparkles episodes in a row?! To be fair, it is easily the most effective of the show’s running gags and this episode in particular gets onto the list because it contains my favourite joke from the series: ‘We’re called The Foreskins – because there’s four of us and we don’t wear shirts’.
  4. ‘Symphony of Illumination’ (Series 7, Episode 12) – the mark of a great sitcom is the ability to deal with darker emotions, and this episode, in which Robin confronts with the reality of a life without kids, did split the audience. For my money, it’s a great example of a show confident in dealing with sadness and loss.
  5. ‘The Pineapple Incident’ (Series 1, Episode 10) – the show’s use of flashbacks is (apologies in advance for the pun) legendary, but this early episode is probably the best example in its history. I, for one, hope they never explain the pineapple! Notable mention to ‘Ted Mosby: Architect’, an equally great flashback-y episode.
  6. ‘Ten Sessions’ (Series 3, Episode 13) – Ted’s romantic life is clearly the least interesting part of the show but occasionally, his naive romance works and the two minute date with Stella is one of those moments. It has special resonance for me because the greatest song of all time, ‘Thirteen’ by Big Star, is playing in the background so it tends to make me teary.
  7. ‘Three Days of Snow’ (Series 4, Episode 13) – the whole ‘telling the story from the future’ thing is more often than not a little clunky. But this episode demonstrates how good it can be when it works well. It also has one of the most romantic Marshall/Lily moments which (spoiler alert) makes me cry every time.
  8. ‘Shelter Island’ (Series 4, Episode 5) – the start of Ted’s romance with Stella might be great but the ending is even better. This episode packs a lot of punch into half an hour; it has vulnerable Barney, painfully honest Robin, slow-on-the-uptake Ted and a parting shot to end all parting shots.
  9. ‘How Your Mother Met Me’ (Series 9, Episode 16) – like I said in the set up, this final series has been a little off its game but this episode, where we finally get the mother’s backstory, was maybe worth the wait? The only problem was that, in twenty five minutes, the mother proved herself to be far more interesting than Ted has been for a long time!
  10. ‘Last Words’ (Series 6, Episode 14) – as I said above, the show is sometimes at its best when it’s dealing with sadness. The death of Marshall’s dad, which genuinely came out of nowhere, really reinvigorated my love for the show at a time where I might have given up. Jason Segal really pulled it out of the bag.

Honourable mentions go to the five that just missed the cut: ‘Swarley’ for romantic reunions; ‘Drumroll Please’ for another one of those romantic moments; ‘Arrivederci, Fiero’ for the best of college-age nostalgia; ‘Slapsgiving’ for Robin/Ted angst and slapping; ‘The Stinsons’ for Barney back-story.

2014

In 2014 so far, I have:

  • Had a tooth removed
  • Seen nine films in the cinema
  • Done five radio shows
  • Had about nine pretty major freak outs about what I’m going to do with my life
  • Sat near Benedict Cumberbatch
  • Reorganised all the apps on my phone so they’re colour co-ordinated
  • Watched two award ceremonies through the night (and live-tweeted both)
  • Had one job interview
  • Downloaded the Pointless app
  • Painted a teapot
  • Had four conversations with my PT explaining why I can’t do a Masters
  • Read 33 books (approximately)
  • Gone back to London for Live on the Rise
  • Gone back to London for reading week
  • Gone back to London for my birthday
  • Saw Arthur Darvill in Once
  • Had one job building 45 web pages
  • Got to 195 on Flappy Bird
  • Done 48 hours of volunteering
  • Watched and loved all of Looking / Line of Duty / Inside No 9 / Sherlock
  • Turned 22
  • Saw Tom Hiddleston in Coriolanus
  • Gave in one essay
  • Started another four essays (deadlines pending, I haven’t just left them)
  • Changed face wash twice
  • Reached 48890 followers on Etsy (WHY?!)
  • Applied for 13 jobs
  • Bought a new handbag
  • Saw the Veronica Mars movie exist
  • Spent too much time planning my secret-ish potential post-graduation project
  • Started playing The Sims again
  • Bought a subscription to Oh Comely magazine
  • Made and distributed five valentine’s cards
  • Bought headphones with Animal from The Muppets on them
  • Went to see an opera (the second in my life)
  • Seen five rainbows (I take a photo every time)

And that, hopefully, goes some way to explaining why it’s taken me til now to update my blog. Maybe see you before graduation?

My Top Ten Films of the Year

Right now, as I’m writing this, I am listening to the Kermode and Mayo Review of the Year and it has inspired me to go through and choose my top ten films of the year. The main thing compiling this list made me realise is that I have not seen enough films this year, so the gaping holes have as much to do with my inability to see new releases as whether I liked them or not. So, incomplete view maybe, but mine nonetheless. In reverse order (to add tension)

10. Warm Bodies

I saw this for the first time after it came out in the Speechley outdoor cinema, which is great because I never would have thought to pay for it. Ultimately, it is a throw away zombie romance but I was surprisingly touched by it and thought it had enough of a sense of humour about itself to carry it through the more ridiculous moments. I reckon it might not stand up to another viewing but I liked it regardless.

9. Stoker

Again, I saw this a little after it came out but that’s no matter. A weird, creepy, well-performed film which had me entranced. When I first saw it (in two parts incidentally) I didn’t think much of it but many of the characters and images stuck with me and when I revisited it recently it stood up to a second viewing. Genuinely chilling.

8. The Bling Ring

This is a very strange film tone-wise; it is difficult for me to think of a comparable one, even in Sophia Coppola’s own back catalogue. I’m not sure it’s a film that you enjoy exactly and there was a little depth missing but, like another film later on in this list, I think that lack of depth was the point. Very accomplished performances, dry humour and I liked it even more on second viewing.

7. Star Trek: Into Darkness

Another film I saw later than everyone else (shout out to the Speechley’s!) and I really liked it. I know little to nothing about the original series so I went into this and the previous film completely blind, and have been thoroughly charmed by both. It’s a great science fiction blockbuster in that it does have ideas and relationships you care about and great characters but it also has explosions and good gags. Throughly enjoyable. We’ll just pretend that bit with Alice Eve ever happened.

6. The Great Gatsby

This was my shock of the year – I was expecting to hate this, as an adaptation of one of my favourite novels ever with some questionable casting. Actually, I really enjoyed it: I thought it was brash and mostly surface and loud but also visually stunning and performed (mostly) well and ultimately fun. (Longer and more detailed review from earlier in the year can be found here)

5. Saving Mr. Banks

I only saw this a few days ago but I absolutely loved it. To be fair, I love ‘Mary Poppins’ and so maybe I was predisposed to love this, but I thought it toed a fine line between sentimentality and actually being quite a dark story admirably. All the performances were great and the whole experience was feel good (whilst also being genuinely sad) and the next day? We all watched ‘Mary Poppins’.

4. Much Ado About Nothing

This might be my new favourite film version of Shakespeare (sorry Baz!). People forget how hard ‘Much Ado’ actually is to translate into the modern day but this film did a great job of juggling the gender politics and, crucially, remembered to make it laugh out loud funny. Every performance was pitch perfect (special shout-out to Clark Gregg who has the hardest scene and pulled it off brilliantly) and has the secondary honour of being the most mixed crowd (age wise, gender wise etc.) I’ve seen in the cinema for a long time.

3. The World’s End

I have seen this on the big screen twice, the second time as part of a showing of all three Cornetto movies and, if anything, that gave me a greater appreciation for this final instalment. In fact, I now think it is the best of the Cornetto movies (with ‘Shaun’ still as my favourite and ‘Hot Fuzz’ as the funniest). Performed beautifully, especially by Simon Pegg, full of jokes and tears and triumphant moments, a great soundtrack and the perfect end to one of my favourite ever trilogies.

2. Django Unchained

Because it was an awards contender last year, I nearly left this off my list but actually it was very nearly my favourite film of the year. I mean, it’s too long and Quentin Tarantino should not have done that terrible cameo, but I throughly enjoyed it. It had humour, it had violence, it had great performances including an against-type role for Leonardo DiCaprio. It is far from perfect but it is well worth seeing, regardless of how you generally feel about Tarantino movies.

1. Before Midnight

So earlier I mentioned that the Cornetto trilogy was one of my favourite ever movie trilogies – in fact, I think it comes third after ‘Toy Story’ and the ‘Before’ movies. What a loved about this last instalment was that it was honest and heartbreaking, that it gave both its main characters a proper perspective on their lives with neither being entirely right or wrong, and while it maintained everything that was great about the previous films it was not so enthralled by them that it couldn’t do something different. Just sublime. See it, see them all, do it now!

Top Five Etsy Finds #2

So it’s been two months and ten pages of Etsy favourites since I last did one of these so it is about time. There have been some awesome things, things I’ve come very close to buying, that I’ve had to miss out because Etsy is just full of amazing things. I could probably do one of these a week but, alas, my laziness prevails!

I have favourited a lot of crockery/glassware things recently but when I saw these (I *think* they were on the Etsy front page actually) they immediately went to the top of my list. Mid Century furniture is my guilty favouriting pleasure but not normally smaller home-wares: they’re quirky, a touch shiny, great condition and completely desirable.

I discovered this shop while looking for some Doctor Who things to celebrate the 50th and it’s amazing! There are Harry Potter things, Monty Python things but this is still my favourite, particularly because (depending on your bias) you can switch out the TARDIS interior. I’m not sure what you’d do without besides put it on your shelf but I want it anyway!

I love letterpress stationary: sometimes I search for it and am constantly upset by how much of it is wedding-themed. But then I found this shop. It’s full of great stuff but this stood out for me, particularly because I’m going through a bit of a Western phase at the moment (see below). The quality is clear, the colours are vivid and I can’t imagine a room it wouldn’t brighten.

Speaking of my Western phase… There have been a lot of pillows in my favourites, maybe because it’s so cold and all I want is to curl up with the adult equivalent of a cuddly toy. This is so beautiful and, as it’s lambswool, so soft. It’s minimalistic enough that it would fit into any modern interior but with that little bit of charm that Etsy is famous for.

I recently (read: a month ago) got Neutral Milk Hotel tickets and, in turn, basically fulfilled a life ambition. Therefore, I’ve spent a lot more time looking for associated memorabilia. This poster, which also combines my love of informative graphics, is the most unique I’ve seen. It riffs off, arguably, their greatest song and is visually striking in its own right. WANT.

That’s it for another [insert amount of time here]. If you want to see all the things that couldn’t make the list, then you can see or follow all my favourites by clicking here.

[Note: I cannot guarantee these things are available even two minutes after posting, as many are one of a kind but I bet the other things the shop has are great too!]

In Response to Jonathan Myerson

Hello loyal reader! It’s coming to the end of term, I have a test tomorrow which marks the last bit of physical work I have to do before the holidays and so I might end up blogging *twice* this week. How novel. I had a blog planned out actually; it was timely and political and stirring and I was excited about it. But then I read this article so instead of all that, you are going to get this blind angry rant in defence of Harry Potter and Twilight. Goody.

Let’s open by declaring interests. I may sort of maybe be planning (read: cooking up in my own mind and occasionally annoying friends with) a project for after graduation which would be the complete opposite of the article in every way. That is, well-thought-out, constructive, long-form and interested in making the exact opposite point. So I have that vested interest, as well as the vested interests of being both a huge Harry Potter fan and an English Literature student, but specifically the kind that wants to bash the canon apart like the out of date, intellectually limiting piñata that it is. I just thought it best to mention all that at the start, so that if you’re strapped for time, you can just guess what I’m going to say.

To this article then. If you didn’t click the link and read it, I can summarise it. I’ll be fair, at least a little fair, I promise. The University of Kent kicked up a big fuss this week by degrading children’s literature in its summary of a creative writing course, specifically by implying it was the antithesis of “great literature”. Many people got very annoyed at this dismissal of an entire form of writing as basically rubbish and the elevation of literary fiction above all else and they rightly apologised. But Myerson has decided to pick that dead mantle up for himself and write the above article which is, if anything, worse than the comments made by the University of Kent.

He opens by making a series of false equivalencies, arguing it is not absurd to claim:

“That Keats is different from Dylan, or, in this instance, that Philip Roth does say something rather more challenging than JK Rowling, that Jonathan Franzen does create storylines more ambiguous and questioning than Stephanie Meyer’s.”

It’s interesting, to me, that both the examples (ignoring Keats because Dylan isn’t a children’s author and that is a whole different argument in which I would make subtly different points) are modern American male authors. I happen to be a big fan of modern American male authors but it is interesting to me that the pool of writers from which his choose to draw is a specific kind of literary writer writing about specific kinds of concerns. By picking these two male authors, and comparing them to these two female authors, is to make a comparison not between literary fiction and children’s fiction but between the postmodern American novel and the large-scale fantasy franchise. Now that in itself doesn’t make his points invalid but it does show a limited conception of what constitutes either literary fiction or children’s books.

He goes on, don’t worry, to make greater mistakes.

“It isn’t about the quality of the prose: the best children’s books are better structured and written than many adult works…”

This might be my favourite line in the whole article. It smacks of the conservative line ‘you know, housewives do the most important work for society by raising a family’, in that its basically true but within it is also a note of placation before you go on to list your own achievements in the board room. Separate but equal, but I wouldn’t swap places with you.

 “It’s simpler than that: a novel written for children omits certain adult-world elements which you would expect to find in a novel aimed squarely at grown-up readers.”

Now to some extent, obviously, this is true. Children’s books tend to be based around children and young adult characters who, mostly, go to school rather than have jobs and have best friends rather than husbands and fall out with their parents rather than their kids and worry about their emotions rather than the economy. This, to me, is not a sign of one being better than the other, unless you have decided (as, in some ways, society has) that careers are more valuable than education or lovers than friends or being a mother than being a child. But this, in fact, is not his point. His point is not about ‘elements’ but about complexity.

A specific kind of complexity which, in fact, I would argue you absolutely find in children’s literature.

“I would not have wanted them [his children] – at 11, 12 or 13 – to confront the complexity and banality of evil. It’s quite right that they wanted to read about worlds where evil was uniformly evil and good people were constantly good.”

Yes, well, you definitely shouldn’t have given them Harry Potter or Twilight then (I am using these examples, incidentally, because they are the ones Myerson used but you could make equally strong arguments with many others including but not limited to the Chronicles of Narnia, The Hunger Games, Where the Wild Things Are, Alice in Wonderland and, indeed, Asimov who he uses to make the opposite point). 

If Harry Potter is about anything, it is about how there is no clear distinction between good and evil. Myerson makes the mistake a lot of people make, from only having seen the first few movies or read the first few books or taken in what is disseminated by the media. There is hardly a single character in Harry Potter who you would categorise as ‘evil’ who is not in some way humanised. We see Voldemort’s cruel family history, we learn about Snape’s love for Lily Potter, we get an insight into the inner turmoil of Draco Malfoy, we get Petunia Dursley’s jealousy. And the good guys, wow, are they sometimes bad! What about Sirius’ terrible advice and blatant hypocrisy? What about Dumbledore’s skewed ethics? Percy Weasley’s selfishness and snobbery? Or Peter Pettigrew! Sure, there are your Bellatrix’s and your Hagrid’s who have little to none of the ‘other side’ in them but every story has characters who are more fleshed out than others. The truth is that the central arc for Harry in the entire series is the realisation that Snape and Voldemort are men, men just like him, very like him in fact, purposely mirrored. In the final confrontation between ‘good’ and ‘evil’, he calls Voldemort by his first name, Tom, not to antagonise him (as it is taken) but to try and bring him back to the humanity that was once there, that Harry sees because he recognises it in himself. It is a story that teaches you that actions are evil, not people, and that everyone exists in a wider political and emotional context, in much the same way that Myerson’s SS solider example does.

And Twilight? Twilight is thematically less interested in good and evil at all. But, even stripped apart, it is the story of a young girl falling in love with a vampire (and a bit with a werwolf) who openly admits to murder, who can’t touch her because he might kill her and a terrifying, misguided leadership who are, ultimately, won round by argument and physical proof. It’s a story full of darkness: hints of sexual deviance and violence, secrets and lies; and these are not separated discreetly between our heroes and our villains. Indeed, different characters would argue about who constitute the heroes or the villains. And in the end? Well, it turns out everyone and no-one. Ultimately, it’s a Gothic text: you don’t have to read too hard or too deeply to see that there is, in fact, a lot of ‘ambiguity and questioning’ in Twilight. 

I guess this goes back to Myerson’s first point, and indeed the first point I made in this post. This is not an objective decision about which is more ‘challenging’ but a hugely subjective one about what debates are worth having in our society. Franzen’s concerns, Roth’s concerns are more important than Meyer’s or Rowling’s. It’s not that they are not there, not that they are not complex but that Myerson doesn’t care about them.

I have made a real effort in this ramble not to say that Myerson is also eschewing genre fiction and books written by female authors because I don’t think his intention was malicious, it was merely lazy. Regardless, his examples are telling. While later in the article, he makes clear that he is not against “imaginary” (note: not fantasy and what he is ultimately making room for is dystopian / literary science fiction) worlds per se, he makes sure his examples are male literary writers who have written genre texts rather than are genre writers. It sets a hierarchy: texts set in the real world, written by American men musing on the world post-9/11 or the culture wars or Clinton getting a blow job in the Oval Office (incidentally, just read ‘The Human Stain’ this week) are ‘greater’ than the concerns of a Gothic text about the interplay of desire and love and violence, or Rowling’s musings on whether actions or people are truly evil. I happens to like both, greatly, but this plays in, whether we like it or not, to historic debates which demonise those genres and concerns associated with women and elevate those associated with men until they become ‘great’, ‘universal’, ‘timeless’. Or, by another name, into the historic building of the literary canon. 

Look, you don’t have to read or like or value children’s literature. That’s your choice. I think you’re cutting yourself from a world of thought, just like if you dismiss all genre fiction or fiction originally written in another language. But you don’t get to make up lies about what constitutes a literature you have professed to be uninterested in. Children’s literature *can* be about clear distinctions between good and evil, as can adult literature, but it is not solely or entirely polarised and, perhaps more crucially, that point is badly represented by those two examples. I don’t love Twilight, I don’t think Harry Potter is flawless: but what they are definitely not is simple pictures of ‘good’ versus ‘evil’. My advice? How about you read them properly before you slag them off? 

Yes, I’m Writing About ‘The Day of the Doctor’. Deal with it.

I feel like a total cliche of myself but I *have* to write a review of ‘The Day of the Doctor’. Especially because The Guardian made the baffling decision to let someone who neither knows nor cares about the show to write their review. To put it simply (and in case you want to skip this 1000 words+ review): it was funny, it was in-jokey, it was new, it was flawed, it was brilliant, it was traditional, it was sad, it was joyous. I loved it. When I said this to my mum she detected a note of reservation in my tone, and I do indeed have reservations, but in the grand scale of how much I enjoyed the episode on an emotional, intellectual and fangirl level, they are hardly worth mentioning (although, obviously, I will).

Also, from here on in there are spoilers. Duh.

Like I said above, this episode really had everything. My knowledge of classic Who is limited but not tiny: I’ve seen my fair share of classic stories, particularly in the last year, and the little nods here and there were perfect for me. I agree with the sentiment that turning the whole thing into one big private joke or nostalgia fest is not how to celebrate the show. Little moments, that made you chuckle or nod (or, in the case of ‘I don’t want to go’, sob into your hands) struck just the right tone at just the right moments. There were some which harked back to recent episodes and some to classic episodes (as well as many, I’m sure, which went over my head), so that all fans old and new could feel that rush of laughing at a well-timed reference. Despite their ubiquity, they never overwhelmed what has to ultimately work as a piece of drama in its own right, and the episode did a good job of balancing the nostalgia against the new. I include in this the two major spoiler-rific cameos of Tom Baker and Peter Capaldi (who, I realise can’t count as nostalgic but certainly counts as a geeky, squeal-inducing reference).

I was also really pleased that the Daleks were not star of the show, villain wise. The Zygons strike that great balance (that word again) of being classic monsters but obscure enough that many new viewers (including myself) knew little of them. I think this gave the episode a much cleaner, sharper feel and allowed a more unusual story to unwind. The Zygon plot itself was pretty engaging. Both Kate and Osgood were engaging enough characters to see this drama through, although there were moments where I felt Osgood’s clear positioning as the fan cipher needed to be explained. One moment of ‘You have a pretty sister’ speechifying does not a three dimensional character make. I also greatly enjoyed all the scenes in Elizabethan England: Joanna Page was great and her relationship with Ten (which is, in itself, an in-joke and the perfect example of how the episode includes them without allowing them to overpower the plot) worked so well. Despite the fact that we never truly saw the resolution to the Zygon invasion, it was the perfect B-plot in an episode intimately interested in the Doctor’s relationship to violence, war and peace.

Indeed, while we’re on the subject of female characters, there are five women in this episode (Clara, Kate, Osgood, Elizabeth and Bad Wolf) who have different relationships to the Doctor (indeed, to different Doctors); from employer to fangirl to friend to wife to strange mind reader. They had personalities and motives and jobs and purposes which included him (which is, after all, the only way to be character in this show at all) but don’t completely rely on him (except Bad Wolf but, to be fair, she was merely an interface). I agree with most that is said about women in Moffat’s run, I have not been happy with them, but my issues were mostly absent here. Having said that, I’m starting to wonder if it’s my fault that I’m not gelling with Clara. She has great scenes in this episode with all the Doctors and Jenna Coleman is great but I still don’t get her, know her, care about or believe in her or her bond with the Doctor. She seems blank and that is only exacerbated by the other, more complex women on show here. Ten’s reaction to hearing ‘Bad Wolf’ (basically one of the best moments in the whole thing) really highlighted for me how much I believed that he cared about those people, and had reason to. I can’t imagine being so moved by a similar line about Clara and Eleven in five years time. I’m starting to wonder if this has more to do with the difference’s between the two Doctors than the companions.

So let’s deal with that actual Doctors plot. You know, the thing the episode is really about. While I have always loved the darkness in the Doctor’s past, the Time War shadow which hung over him, it is true that it is at odds with his general philosophy. It has been, since the reboot, the fuel of his passion for peace but it also stagnates him. He can’t grow, can’t nuance, can’t grow up with this weight hanging on him. His regression into increasingly child-like personas, which the War Doctor so strongly highlights explicitly and by his difference, is living proof of his inability to fully move on or accept what he did. I know, and broadly agree with the argument that the Time Lords were a narrative problem for classic Who and that it was a good idea for RTD to ditch them. But, despite my reservations, I am pleased the episode sets up lasting consequences, pleased the future has a shape, pleased the Doctor can be at peace and (hopefully) regenerate into something completely different. And I guess we all have to have faith that, when and if the Time Lords return in a full capacity, the future writers can handle them.

I loved having Ten back but this episode also made me realise how much I love Eleven. It felt a bit like introducing a new boyfriend to an ex: you can’t help but compare them but, more than anything, you really want the first guy to be impressed by your new man. I found myself willing Ten to like him, and he did (for the most part). They had moments of great humour, great snarky banter, great scenes of emotional intensity. I loved having Ten back, I knew I would, but it was great to see him spar with Eleven even more. And, considering John Hurt is completely new to the franchise, he fell right into the role with vigour and nuance. He felt like a classic Doctor, chiding his older (and yet younger) future selves, who despite their fear of what he represented also seemed to want to impress him as much as each other, and stood completely toe-to-toe with them in wit, wisdom and weight. Indeed, the complexity was well balanced (magic word) with the joy of the experience of seeing three, and it really felt like three, Doctors on screen.

This does bring me to my strongest reservation, if that’s the right word which it definitely isn’t. I know that this couldn’t be helped, I knew (like Moffat did) that it would never happen but I held out hope… this episode would have been so amazing with Nine there too. However much I loved Ten and Eleven arguing about their future guilt, just imagine it with Eccleston’s brooding Doctor still in the throes of that darkness. However much I loved Ten reaction to hearing ‘Bad Wolf’ again, imagine the joy at seeing Nine confused as to its meaning. And, more than anything, imagine his joy at the resolution, at his final absolution. He is the Doctor who really never moved on, who only through regenerating could deal with the trauma, he needed this episode the most and not having him there was, if not quite a hole then certainly a great shame. I’ve said this once and I’ll say it again: I will probably never forgive Christopher Eccleston for not taking part. I mean, that means literally nothing to him but… it’s part of the package, okay? David Tennant was in every other drama series this year and he still managed to fit it in. Just do it!

But I want to end on a high. The word I’ve used again and again in this (overlong) review is balance and, ultimately, I think that was the episode’s greatest strength. With the weight of history and expectation, the episode really had to be all things to all men and it achieved that by finding the perfect ratio of old to new, nostalgic to forward-thinking, knowing to earnest. This is not something the show has been good at of late: often I think plot is sacrificed for structure, or ideas are sacrificed for plot or character is sacrificed for time. But here, it worked, as a stand-alone work and as an important part of the franchise. When it mattered most, Moffat delivered. And there are fans everywhere who are eternally grateful.

A final thought: do we have to renumber the Doctors now? I am so used to calling David Tennant ‘Ten’ and it’s so perfect because it’s like his name (Arsene Wenger style) and I don’t want to change it. It would be eternally confusing. Let’s just all agree not to, yeah? Cheers.

 

New Room

Look, I remembered about this blog!

The last couple of weeks have been a slow burn of hectic – lots of things to do and think about and sort out because I moved into a new house and started back at Warwick for my final year and have spent most summer ignoring both of those facts. I had a couple of posts I wanted to add to this blog before I came back but I forgot. Sorry! But I will add them in due course, I’m sure. As the work load increases, so does the desire to procrastinate…

Instead, I’ll give a (probably rare) personal insight into my real life by showing you around my new room a bit. This is the first time I’ve had a double bed, the furniture is not from Ikea and, all in all, it feels like a grown up room. Or the most grown up I’ve ever had. Having said that, the best part of moving into a new bedroom is still putting fresh posters on the walls and I spent my first day here filling almost all available space with… stuff!

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So this is a (frankly terrible) photo of the stuff up behind my bed. It’s an Etsy extravaganza! The bunting is from here and the posters, which you probably can’t see are film posters, are from my favourite ever Etsy store which you will see again in another bad photo further down. Even the little black frames are from Etsy (here in fact). I’m proud of this wall because the films I love are something I’ve never really expressed on my walls before, usually it’s all books and the people I love. Boring! This is way better.

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This is the top shelf of my bookshelf. It includes all the best gifts I’ve been given since I started university: ghost Hedwig, strawberry Hello Kitty, Virginia Woolf (who is holding a knitted baby George) and Jane Austen, and my Peanuts mirror. Basically it’s a shelf of awesome. And I’ve put some of my favourite Philiographics postcards, which I got from their very successful Kickstarter earlier in the year. Also in shot are all the books I have to read in the next five weeks.

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I promise that the picture is wonky rather than the posters. This is my map of the USA, which I bought in Italy (globetrotter!) and which is pretty useful when reading American texts, and also for Pointless. Underneath are my favourite postcards: painting of the roofs of St. Ives, the Met in New York, a bar in Houston (the second thing sent to me by my aunt Joyce after Baby George) and Van Gogh shoes from MoMa. It’s basically a huge list of all the places I wish I was, in map and painting form…

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This is my only DFTBA offering on my walls, but it is a classic. It’s surrounded by mostly quite old photos of me and various other loved/liked ones. And underneath that some shots taken at the one ball we were all forced to attend in first year. So lots of photos in which other people smile much better than me while also standing next to me. Cute.

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This is my chest of drawers, the first time I’ve had one away from home, and my favourite part of my room. It includes Bueller bunting, a Vagina Monologues poster, Bowie canvas (which I made from an old t-shirt like the crafter I am), Tardis and eleven, Brendan Benson postcard, Maurice Sendak poster (another Etsy find) and UK geography graphics. I just need to buy a mirror and it can be a dressing table too!

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Next to that is another Etsy favourite, surrounded by more New York postcards, Frida and… more New York postcards. Do you get the sense that I still have it on the brain?

I’ve also since added a Sirius Black most wanted poster because (shockingly) there was nothing Harry Potter related on my walls! Who am I becoming? Well, except a little Dumbledore on my bedside table – I’m not dead inside!

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Can you spot the blurry Headmaster?

So, that’s all my wall art. It’s all a little wonky and random but it’s also all mine. And I love it already. *cue end of the movie music*

Top Five Etsy Finds #1

One of favourite things to do online is go on Etsy. There is nothing better than whiling away an evening favouriting Danish furniture and animal jewellery and Harry Potter stationary. So I thought I would combine that old (as in the last year but, you know, 21st century child) love with this new love and give you my latest Top Five Etsy Finds, as and when I remember this is a thing.

I probably wouldn’t have chosen this if it hadn’t easily been my most refavourited item of the week. It’s hard to tell from the photos exactly what it looks like but its combination of warm fleecy goodness and nerd credentials is the makings of an Etsy classic. This is what makes this website great and, most of all, that guy looks comfy!

This is the kind of item which comes to life on Etsy. It’s not expensive but has real character: great artwork if you want to use it to decorate your walls (I think they’d make great bunting) as well as play value if you want to use it for its intended purpose. This is the kind of ephemera that is both kind of hipster, could fit into a designer home but mostly it’s just fun.

This is absolutely my favourite thing I have found lately. If I had £50 or a child I wanted to indoctrinate, this would be a must have! The detail and the quality is clear in this well photographed listing: each figure has a personality of their own and which perfectly matches their real-world counterparts. My favourite part, though, is that there is something lovingly punk and DIY about this piece which is fitting I suppose.

I am a sucker for London Transport merchandise and this item is just fantastic. Although Covent Garden is not my local area, it’s prominent enough for even the most casual traveller to feel a connection to those cobbled streets. It’s just worn enough to be a little designer, a little hipster; but the best thing about it is its simplicity and utility. Perfect for tea or tiny flowers for that rustic chic.

One thing you will learn if you follow this is that I love Peanuts. It’s the best thing ever and so I love almost everything Peanuts you can find on Etsy. This, though, is special because it also combines my love of transport-related things and Christmas decorations. Genius! It’s cute, it’s quirky and it has me already counting down to Christmas day!

That’s it for now. If you just can’t get enough of my Etsy finds, then you can follow all my favourites by clicking here.

[Note: I cannot guarantee these things are available even two minutes after posting, as many are one of a kind but I bet the other things the shop has are great too!]