We’re here. The final Tom Baker story. I’m gonna take a Doctor Who break soon. After this I’m going to watch K-9 and Company, which is the next Doctor Who item to air. Then I’ve got two serials that were animated that I didn’t watch before. After that I’m not sure how long it’ll be before I start up Peter Davison’s era. Maybe a year, maybe a day. Who knows. This past week seems like it was a whole year with this pandemic.
Oh that’s the Master’s TARDIS, just so happened to masquerade as a police box.
The Doctor doesn’t do a great job of communicating with people.
HAHAHA! The machine code they use makes the TARDIS draw like I used to do on my Commodore 64.
15 minutes of this episode was dedicated to fixing a flat tire and measuring a police box.
Aunt and copper dolls!
If the Doctor is going to put a creepy garden in his TARDIS, he should make it less creepy. Also, how many people do you think from the hundreds of years of the Doctor’s life is roaming around in the TARDIS that never met the Doctor and are just trapped.
We have the same mind!
Why do British people pronounce “omega” so strangely.
The Doctor has an ominous stalker. If I recall correctly, the Watcher never gets explained. Maybe if they didn’t spend 15 minutes on flat tires (or tyres) then we wouldn’t be here. Watching Doctor Who makes me think that maybe Stephen Moffat’s bad writing when he was head writer is just normal Doctor Who.
Now there’s someone named the Monitor. Doctor, Master, Monitor, Watcher.
I really don’t understand why it’s so urgent that the Doctor head to Logopolis to have his TARDIS reconfigured.
Also, why is the advanced technology of Logopolis computers from the ’80s?
So the TARDIS shrinks. Adric panics as the Doctor is in there… why should that matter? The external dimensions are not linked to the internal dimensions.
I feel like the only thing Ainsley is doing in this episode is laughing at the camera.
If the TARDIS is shrunk, why is it shot with fisheye?
Poor Tegan, she has nothing to do to help.
Really Doctor, that’s how you tell Tegan that Auntie Vanessa died? You’re a prick.
Part Four: The Final Part
Aww, I miss the sound of dot matrix printers.
This is the funkiest Doctor Who music ever.
More Masterial laughter.
Tom Baker deserved a better finale. But hello Peter Davison!