“The Doctor receives a distress call from the scariest place in the Universe: a child’s bedroom. Every night George lies awake, terrorised by every fear you can possibly imagine – fears that live in his bedroom cupboard. His parents are getting desperate – George needs a doctor. Fortunately for George, his desperate pleas for help break through the barriers of all time and space and the Doctor makes a house call. But allaying his fears won’t be easy; because George’s monsters are real.”
Well this was one scary episode–that wasn’t scary at all. I was a bit bored actually. This was disappointing, considering the fact that last week’s affair was absolutely fantastic. And, well, this week’s wasn’t.
I get a little freaked out by dolls. And having seen the peg dolls that the program employs for the fear factor, I was proper scared of watching the episode. But there was something off about how the episode began for me; with random people being ordinary–and with a child who seemed more obsessive-compulsive than actually afraid.
Now, Doctor Who hasn’t shied away from openings that are a bit just-another-day in feel. But for some reason, this episode’s in particular really didn’t grab a hold of my attention. And having already lost me in the opening, I had to actually work on being interested enough to watch the talk-y bits where the Doctor just runs around explaining things to our victims of the week.
Things did seem about to pick up when Amy and Rory got transported into the dollhouse–but they spend half their time there just trying to find a way out, and not being confronted by the evil peg dolls. It wasn’t until two more people were transported in that they found out just how screwed they are in the dollhouse. There was no sense of urgency in their predicament, that you knew it was just a matter of time before they got out.
The bottom line is, for an episode that was being advertised as something really scary–the episode didn’t deliver.