Just a few thoughts on The Flash‘s season finale:
Everything’s better with Victor Garber, er Martin Stein.
A New Voice-Over
The words were mostly the same. “My name is Barry Allen, and I’m the fastest man alive.” But this one was more emotional. I hope they keep this one or record a new one for the second season. Because the one they’ve used throughout this season has been terrible. It’s stilted and too loud, like Grant Gustin was trying to be heard over the din of Central City.
Remember the good ol’ days when it was just Oliver, Diggle, and Felicity?
Arrow has wrapped up season 3 in a neat little bow. One thing I love about Arrow is they don’t leave the audience hanging with a cliffhanger. This season’s ending signaled an end to the Arrow and a new life for Oliver Queen. I’m not sure I can live with this much finality for four months, considering it’s a finality I don’t particularly like. Then again, maybe it’s good for Oliver to take a vacation with Felicity; for John to spend some quality time with Lyla and Sara; and for the new masked heroes to keep Starling City safe.
Turns out I liked Matt Smith more than David Tennant.
Gotta love the Fez.
Donna Noble got the shaft in the end.
The Doctor & the Ponds—sounds like a band.
Not creepy at all!
The lost work of Van Gogh
Who knew Roman centurions cry?
I’ve been spending most of my time this holiday season watching Doctor Who. I’d never really watched it before all the big “5oth anniversary” noise. While I disagree about the whole “50 anniversary” hoo-haw (since it wasn’t on the air for all 50 years), the entertainment has helped take my mind off things. I’ve now managed to watch nearly all the 21st century episodes—although not in order, which can get a bit confusing. Nonetheless, here are:
Seven Thoughts on Doctor Who