I made a stab at trying to find the new Torchwood series 3 episodes, the Children thingy.
I confess, I am not an avid follower of the series. That's not because I don't like it, it's because I don't have tele, and finding things online is a bit of a bother. Quite honestly, I only do that when I'm very desperate, and it's the only way I have to see something--as opposed to literally never seeing it at all--ever.
I watched bits and pieces of the end of the latest episode (5??) But, the videos were kind of broken up, with some missing, so I had no idea most of the time, exactly what was happening...but damn, that was good writing...and acting, what little of it I've seen.
I understand Ianto was killed off. That's a shame, I rather liked that character..but, stuff happens. Sometimes stories just have to move forward. Life changes, whether we like it or not--or, maybe Mr. Davies got tired of writing the character, who knows? Some of the fans were seriously pissed off though, and too many of their remarks were boorish and moronic and...just crap. Half of them can't even write English properly, but were insulting the writers in text-speak. How pathetically lazy is that?
I am afraid some people are internet cowards, and find it easier to be bullies behind people's backs, so to speak, where they don't have to look the person they are hurling abuse at, in the eye. Out in the world, we'll always encounter the zeros, cardboard people and the intellectually and socially lazy...but they really are quite a mob, on the internet. And a few of these so-called "fans" today, prove themselves to be nothing more than a rabble of foul-mouthed, infantile lazy slobs, who find it easier to hurl insults, than stop and ask questions and think.
Not sure why these fans today, think it's OK to rip into people who make these shows. OK, I got really, seriously upset, when I thought RTD had killed off Tennant's Doctor in episode 12 of Series 4--to the point where I cut myself off from Who for months...stopped writing fan fics, stopped (mostly) watching it, left the boards. I can honestly say, that that is the very first (and I hope, last) time that a TV show had that effect on me.
Why? Loss. I just lost my mum, my home, my car, 2 jobs, 4 cats and a chunk of my possessions. Getting Doctor Who back in my life (thank you RTD), pretty much saved me from offing myself. So, when RTD pulled the rug out from under me in 2008, I...didn't take it very well, I'm afraid. I hated RTD's guts for about 2 weeks.
Of course, I realized how totally irrational that was, and got over myself...eventually. Still, yeah, it rocked me to my very core--and that's when I realized that I was too close to a television programme.
I don't always agree with RTD, and I wouldn't want to. It really was daft of me to be angry with the man. It's not like he knew about my situation--and let's face it, even if the man did, he wouldn't give a rat's fart about me, anyway. Seriously, Davies will do what he wants to do, and whether some loser woman in some dumpy little town 3000 miles away was fine with it, or had some painful wounds re-opened...well, come on. Let's get real: Davies just plain wouldn't care. He's a total stranger, living thousands of miles away, in a world I can't even imagine--any more than he could fairly grasp what it's like living in my world, probably.
Before episode 12 of Series 4, I was watching Dr Who on my computer (or VHS) every single day--and I mean, every single day...from July of 06, until late June of 08.
But, when I realized what a huge emotional toll episode 12 took on me...well, I'm not sure which shocked me more--the Doctor's "surprise" regeneration, or my reaction to it.
So now, I take it all with a grain of salt. I'm not the obsessed fan that I was, but I came back to it. And...I probably always will love The Doctor. How could I not?
Oh, I'm rambling. Sorry. I'm quite exhausted....long day. Got up early, did chores, pedaled over to the laundromat with some dirty's, did some more chores at home, went to the beach, then stopped for ice cream again, shopping at the One-dollar and Tractor Supply shop, dinner at Taco Bell...and blogging. Ready for a nap, me.



