Still in 1969, the Doctor has come to the conclusion that the alien creatures are only seen when they directly look at them. As soon as you look away, any memory of their presence is wiped ...
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Still in 1969, the Doctor has come to the conclusion that the alien creatures are only seen when they directly look at them. As soon as you look away, any memory of their presence is wiped clean. The aliens are also able to leave suggestions in people's minds, and aren't invaders per se, but have been on Earth for a very long time. While the Doctor works to ensure the success of Apollo 11, the others try to solve the mystery of the little girl in the space suit. Written by
This episode had the working title Look Behind You. See more »
When Nixon is telling the NASA security men to let the Doctor go he tell them, "I am your Commander-in-Chief." The President is the Commander-in-Chief of the United States Armed Forces, but not any civilian organizations. NASA does some work for the military but is completely civilian and separate from the military. See more »
There is something about the serial form that I both love and hate and it can be summed up in one word: cliffhanger. That final minute of the episode that puts the hero and associates in a deadly situation and then cuts, leaving you a week or so to gnaw your fingernails off while you wonder how they're going to get out of this one... sweet agony and Steven Moffat knows how to go about it and I bless him and curse him for it.
In this episode, we finish up the season's two part premiere very stylishly, with lots of verve, starting the show three months after the last one concluded. We also see a stylistic reference to the old series. The classic Doctor Who series had long stretches of Gothic horror, with vampires, mysterious Chinese magicians and such like, notably THE TALONS OF WENG-CHIANG.
Moffat has dug back into that and expanded on it. After all, we are in America and so we have American Gothic, complete with a mad Southern orphanage keeper with messages written in blood on the walls of his ruined orphanage and the companions running around with strange markings on their faces while being shot down by the FBI.... paranoia run rampant and a happy ending.....along with the usual hairpin plot turns, silly lines and another cliffhanger.
Bless Steven Moffat's sick little imagination. And curse him, too.
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