[I’m half human. On my mother’s side.]
Sunday, August 5th, 2007Tonight someone I know online posted that they were going to watch the Doctor Who movie, the American one with Paul McGann. I have a copy of it myself, mostly because I have a good deal of love for him by way of Withnail & I and the Horatio Hornblower series, but had never managed to watch the Who movie because so many people had gone on and on about how horrible it was. (Also, because so far I have managed to avoid watching any of the Old Who. It is a slippery slope, okay? I would do well to be concerned!)
And. So. They’re right. But the key point which they forgot is that I love bad movies. It’s true. And there was a LOT to love about this one. (Vague spoilers after the jump)
