I love the theatre
valium drug company The most memorable and perturbing episodes of the past eight years, in my view, have harked back to the early lo-tech Whovian virtues of less being more: The Empty Child, Silence in the Library, Midnight. What’s scarier than darkness, absence, the unknown – the threat of being imprisoned, tortured or killed, the stuff of nightmares for adults and children alike? I applaud those who brought Doctor Who back from the dead but it’s still in recovery, and too reliant on a sense of fast, furious, here-today, gone-tomorrow overkill. Looking ahead, those in charge should take a bigger leaf out of their predecessors’ book and be less afraid to, well, give themselves more time.