Today's Joanna Page is the video to Mark Owen's “Makin Out”. All right, you don't have to listen to it – turn the sound down if you want to.
Actually, I was expecting the worse, but it's quite a nice little song, I think. The video's pretty good, although a little creepy in the light of the Torchwood episode From Out of the Rain (they're so similar, I'm wondering if the directors are the same). It's mostly in the style of silent movies of the 10s and 20s – although it could be argued that Mark Owen isn't so much doing Buster Keaton as Johnny Depp doing Buster Keaton/Charlie Chaplin in Benny & Joon.
Nice roller skating, too.
Next week: Joanna Page as Dickensian femme fatale* Dora Spenlow in David Copperfield.
I know it's a bit late, but I was away over the weekend and didn't have the time to string together a review until now.
So why am I bothering? Well, there's the fact that BBC3 jessied around the schedules again so there was no Torchwood finale to laugh at (although, given James Marsters was on Smallville this week as well, I'm not sure the TV set could have taken the resulting Marsters overload if it had been).
But I also wanted to sing you a song. It's from that wonderful comedy show Absolutely, which should be coming out on DVD any minute now. It goes like this:
I'm clever, so terribly clever So clever, so terribly clever…
Simon Pegg talks about Star Trek and the new Spaced, as well as the Spaced Region 1 DVDs (commentaries with Matt Stone, Quentin Tarantino, Kevin Smith and Diablo Cody)
So there I am, bleating on about how you can always rely on Torchwood's show runner Chris Chibnall to produce an offensively bad piece of rubbish, when up pops Fragments, which can be described as lying in the "Okay" to "Pretty good" range of the writing spectrum.
¡Madre mia!
What's up! Have I entered some sort of parallel universe?
No, no, dear friend. Although at first sight it might appear that something hitherto unexplainable has just occurred, further examination will reveal that the natural laws of physics and writing are still in effect.
The BBC messing around with its schedules. Gits. As Stu_N points out elsewhere, it looks like they're clearing the decks for an April 5th start to series four of Doctor Who, so that means accelerating the broadcast of Torchwood. So BBC3's showing episode 12 tonight and the finale's next Friday, with a similar BBC2 schedule, which screws up my carefully planned out schedule. So screw it, I'll review them as they come out on BBC3. There's always the iPlayer if you haven't got Freeview.
Chris Chibnall. Occasionally, he might produce something that's acceptable, providing he sticks within his limits. But when he tries to show range (why, Chris? You're off to do Law and Order: London. You're going to be doing the same script, every episode, for the next 15 years, if you're lucky), he produces something absurdly bad, like Adrift.
Oh bugger. And they were doing so well. Okay, last week's was a bit arse, although fine as comedy. But this week's was a bit dull really and just a touch silly.
Which is odd, because it was a PJ Hammond script. I remember coming out of last year's PJ Hammond episode wondering how they managed to balls up what should have been a classic and it's happened again.
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