Monarch Legacy of Monsters S01 E08 Review spoilers

     By Owen Quinn author of the Time Warriors and Zombie Blues

Copyright photos Waarner Bros

A friend of mine suggested I skip to the last ninety seconds of this episode and save myself the bother of watching the rest of it. But I couldn’t. I have to watch it all to form my own opinion.

I have to say, he was right. The Randas have now met and spoken with the bosses of Monarch who claim this is their legacy. We get some more daddy talk and the opening scene in 1955 shows that Shaw and Keiko are missing their baby boy and hate the fact their work takes them away from him. Hang on, so Shaw and Keiko did the horizintal dance and conceived the Randa’s dad? So Willy Randa is not their father after all? Is Shaw looking at his own grandchildren which explains how he knows Hiroshi’s movements so well. Even Cate says she thought at one point Shaw was going to tell her exactly that. But we see that Willaim clearly has strong feelings for Keiko too which she is not resistant to.

But we get one conversation after another and learn that Shaw is going to the scene of Keiko’s death in episode one, Kazakhstan. This exposition should be much tighter and over a couple of episodes ago. At this point I feel like slapping Hiroshi myself just so his kids could meet him and explain himself. Then again that would only open up even more talky episodes. Thank God the Titans are taking their time to allow the humans to act out their inner frustrations.

Godzilla is on his way and Shaw is here to seal the entrance to the Hollow Earth. He deploys a bomb and has a conversation, another conversation with Cate as he does so. However there is an earthquake as more monsters come up from below. May, Shaw and Cate fall into the shaft which we know leads to the Hollow Earth but nevertheless it is a great cliffhanger as Kentaro escapes just as Shaw’s bomb goes off.

With only two episodes to go this feels like a wasted opprtuniy which started well and sagged badly in the middle. Can they leave is wuth a spectacular ending? If they don’t there will be no second season which is a pity as this could have been great.

RIP David Soul: A Soul of Many Talents

      By Owen Quinn author of the Time Warriors and Zombie Blues

When a celebrity passes, social media is filled with a multitude of reports and tributes to whomever has died. Today the literal legend David Soul passed away surrounded by family at the age of 80. Many people simply shrug it off which they should because they only know the characters the actor has played and not the real person. However you cannot help but feel their passing because they may have played a character in a series that has sat with you since childhood.

David Soul will for me always be synonymous with the role of Hutch in Starsky and Hutch and Ben Mears in Salem’s Lot. From 1975 to 1979 they were the hardest duo on television with their perfect on screen chemistry and distinctive car, the Ford Gran Torino with its red body and white stripe down either side. They kept the streets safe and we would watch it faithfully as a family every week. Soul was a great foil for Starsky played by Paul Michael Glaser. They had a comedic timing that made them mesmerising. For me as a kid without doing any research at all for this, I remember them facing a vampire, the two part Plague episode and the one with the Satanists that always freak me out. You cared about them because they were so believable. Starsky was prepared tp make a deal with the Devil in order to save Hutch from dying. There was a love between these two men that had rarely been seen up to that point on television. Hrd guys on the outside, there was a vulnerability there that made the audience root for them.

Starsky was the hard nosed street wise cop while Hutch was the more level headed sophisticated intellectual one but they complimented each other perfectly. When they faced the Satanists on a cabin weekeend, Hutch spent his time trying to persuade a whining nature hating Starsky into enjoying himself even when he is caught in a trap in his red long johns and a rattlesnake placed in their fridge to kill them both. They went undercover as hair stylists, cowboys, wealthy oil barons and mime artists amongst other things while they were aided by Huggy Bear and Chief played by Bernie Hamilton. Indeed Hutch’s iconic jump on to a car in the opening credits made me want to do it bt never did. It did leave Soul however with back injuries so maybe just as well.

As well as an actor Soul was a successful singer and songwriter with several hits under his belt which I remember vividly.

But what endeared David Soul into my psyhe was his turn as Ben Mears in the Tobe Hooper version of Stephen King’s Salem’s Lot. To this very day it remains my favourite of the King adaptations and has left scars that will never heal.

There has never been a vampire show as terrifying as Salem’s Lot and pitting Soul against the sly Straker played by the late and great James Mason was a stroke of genius. They make an onscreen pair that I can only ascribe to a cobra facing a mongoose. Soul delivers a performance so far from Hutch that it made audiences sit up and take notice. Some of the most terrifying memories I have are when Ben is sitting in the morgue waiting for the mother of Ralph and Danny Glick to revive as a vampire. Part of him is not sure it will happen but he makes himself a crucifix anyway. As the animated body begins coming back to life, Soul’s performance is that of abject terror. His hands are shaking so bad as the monster ries, he struggles to complete the prayer he is reciting.

It is a beautiful moment as its success relies totally on Soul’s terrified reaction. Mrs Glick rises with the sheet over her head calling for her boys just like any cncerned mother. But when the sheet falls away we see the blue skinned vampire that quickly changes from mother to monster when she sees Ben. He manages to press his cross to her head causing her to vanish.

In another performance fuelled scene, his telling his old teacher Jason Burke of what he saw in the Marsten house as a boy and of Hubie hanging by his neck that has haunted him to this day. His delivery is emotional and evocative which all helped add to the horror of this mini series. There is no super hero here just a man trying to save his home from a deadly creature. The irony is that Mears’s fears are not his imagination but something very real that will swallow even the most innocent of souls. Given the ending it is a great tale that reminds us that the battle against evil is never over.

Indeed, Soul took the villainous role in the Dirty Harry movie Magnum Force. Here he was the leader of a team of rogue cops, Officer John Davis, that carry out their own justice on those criminals that have beaten the legal system. Going toe to toe with Clint Eastwood showed that given the role, Soul could hold his own against the likes of greats like Eastwood.

Of course, I could not possibly finish wothout mentioning David Soul’s only Star Trek appearance in the episode The Apple. He played Makora, a native of Gamma Trianguli VI ruled over by the supercomputer Vaal. Vaal wants Kirk and co dead so Makora is shown how to smash their heads open with a club. This Garden of Eden is maintained by Vaal who keeps the natives from progressing. When Kirk destroys the computer Makor it seems will be one of th first to createe babiess with his partner Sayanna as Vaal outlawed normal life.

Everything ends and that is always sad but as long as fans are hooked by Starsky and Hutch or Salem’s Lot or listen to the songs of David Soul, he will never truly be gone. I off course, have only touched on those performances that stuck with me but there are so many others that will come to saddened fans all over the world tonight. Those who pass continue to exist in our hearts and minds as long as we remember them and tell their story. For me, it will always be Salem’s Lot and the scratching at the window.

Book Excerpt: Zombie Blues Kidney Transplant Zombie

By and copyright of Owen Quinn author of the Time Warriors and Zombie Blues

“I got outside and realised I only had my hospital gown on which promptly fell off because it wasn’t tied at the back. I was naked…almost. When they do an operation like this, you’re fitted with a catheter. So there I am, naked as the day I was born with a big frigging catheter hanging between my legs. I am scundered, I thought to myself. I tried to remove it but my zombie fingers wouldn’t work.”For far too long zombies have been seen as the monsters they are not so it’s time for a few changes! Welcome to Zombie Blues where you will discover what really goes on behind those dead eyes and shuffling walk. You will meet ten different zombies each with a story to tell. From Vegetarian Zombie to Kidney Trans[plant Zombie to The Zombie who would be King, you will reevaluate everything you thought you knew about the undead. You will finally get to hear their side of the story. What lies behind their tears and how did the apocalypse really begin? Enter if you dare because everything you knew about zombies is about to change.

From behind me came a guttural slurping and a shambling figure dressed in nurse’s scrubs. She was hunched over, moving stiffly as if she had piles. Poor woman, I thought. I’ve never had piles myself but arse like a vineyard comes to mind; just saying.

I tried to call out and found I heard the same sounds she was making coming out of me. She twisted upon hearing me and I couldn’t believe it. It was a frigging zombie! But that was impossible so it had to be a really drunk nurse.

Well that’s it, I thought to myself, they’ve frigging overdosed me and I’m hallucinating.

I see undead people. Jesus, that’s all I need.

 Not even a bit of spliff would make you see that.

The nurse gurgled something then walked or rather shuffled on.

That’s it, I thought. That’s why I’m on my own. They all got pissed when I was asleep and they’re all lying blocked somewhere. That nurse is probably away to throw up somewhere. I’ll be suing, I vowed, I bloody will. The NHS is getting beyond a joke.

I had to move. If I could even find a wheelchair to get back to the ward and find help, I’d be alright.

I braced myself to move, knowing full well I’d probably be in agony with the wound. I managed to get on my side with surprisingly no effort and was able to swing my legs off the bed. I felt a jolt as I slipped off the bed and onto the cold clinical floor.

Well, that was easier than I thought, I reasoned. It must be a very high dose where I can’t feel pain. Bet when it wears off, I’ll be in so much frigging pain I’ll be crying. I needed to get back to the ward as soon as possible before I collapsed somewhere. I staggered to the doors and pushed them open.

All I saw were blood stains and bodies among which shuffled the odd drooling zombie. Something at that point told me I wasn’t hallucinating after all. Every zombie movie swam through my head. Stab them in the head. Damn, I better get a big scalpel from somewhere or out shuffle them; that would be good too.

I got past the first one and to my surprise, it ignored me just like the nurse had done. That was good. That was one step closer to home. My mind was reeling from the drugs but I needed to move faster. I tried but staggered into the closest wall.

Suddenly my brain exploded as the true nature of what had happened flooded my brain. What the hell did Mother Nature do? I don’t even like chicken! What about my second chance at life? All my plans were screwed!  I’m a frigging zombie! A FRIGGING ZOMBIE!!

From The Archives: TW talks to Dr Who writer Lance Parkin

By Owen Quinn author of the Time Warriors and Zombie Blues

I used to write and share interviews with another site. Recently I discovered three of my interviews had someone else’s name, Chevy Chase as Fletcher with photo of said character in a sad attempt to humiliate me and take my credit away for the interview. Thing was they forgot to remove my name from the bottom; what a horrible nasty thing to do. Credit belongs to the person who did the work, (screenshots available). Oops! So here is the interview I did in all its glory back where it belongs; on the Time Warriors site.

He’s the man that brought together the fifth and seventh Doctors, Pitted the Doctor against Hitler, saw the eighth Doctor battle Ice Warriors, gave the tenth Doctor his first solo outing in the Eyeless, reinvented the entire series in the Infinity Doctors and even managed to put in a stint on Emmerdale. The Nerd caught up recently with the legend that is Lance Parkin to talk about his work.

TW: Lance, thanks for talking to us, first off, has Doctor Who always been your first love?

LP: Short answer: yes. I’ve been watching longer than I can remember, the first book I bought was The Cave Monsters, when I was five. Most, not all, of my enduring friendships are people I’ve met via Doctor Who. I feel the need to stress that I’m a functional human being who does other stuff, but I had a discussion with some pals the other day where we were all wondering what our lives would look like without Doctor Who. Some people’s lives would look just the same. There’s just no way my life would, personally or professionally.

TW: You got started by writing for fanzines like Seventh Door. How did that come about?

LP: I met the editor of Matrix, Mark Jones, at university. I wrote some stuff for Matrix. The thing that was most popular I did was a series of articles about the fictional history of the Doctor Who universe, and so that was expanded into a (very slim) book version.

TW: So how did you get your first commission with Just War?

LP: Virgin encouraged new writers due to their commitment to the development of the next generation of international young authorial talent, and by the convenient total coincidence that those people thought a five hundred quid signature advance was wealth beyond the dreams of avarice. Virgin had a writers’ guide, and … well, I read it and followed the instructions. I was reading the books, I knew the sort of thing they’d done, overdone, not done, and I decided to write a ‘pure historical’, I decided to go for this ludicrous idea, which was ‘Doctor Who fighting the Nazis, played straight’. And that was my first submission. Gareth Roberts had been paid by Virgin to work down the slushpile, he picked out mine as one worth pursuing. I’d written three sample chapters and a synopsis, the synopsis changed beyond all recognition, the three sample chapters were almost word for word as published. I had Rebecca Levene as my editor and when she talked about my book, it became manifestly obvious she understood it far better than I did, so I just listened to her and followed her advice. Then I made a note of the wordcount and delivery date on the contract and took that into account when I was writing the book, which apparently makes me weird in the world of publishing but editors seem to like it. They’d commissioned two more books from me before Just War was published. I just thought becoming a writer was like that, I didn’t know I was born.

The thing that’s startling about it now … I was 23 when I was commissioned. I wasn’t even the youngest. Rebecca Levene was only a couple of years older than me. I wasn’t a kid at 23, but … well, if I went back in time to one of those NA authors’ gatherings now, I’d be the oldest person in the room who wasn’t Terrance Dicks. That’s the appeal of the NAs, I think – that kind of sneer and everything’s possible you get in Grant Morrison’s stuff from around then, or listening to early Blur. I wouldn’t for a moment claim that Doctor Who was rock n roll when it was the New Adventures, but it did have a certain youthful energy.

TW: There was quite a bit of backlash on certain fronts for the show back then. How did you feel about it?

LP: The TV show had failed, that was the truth of it. It had become tired and shoddy, with glimmers of promise but also moments of madness. A lot of fans really felt that if the BBC just treated it right, gave it some attention and allocated some top talent to it, it would be the biggest show in the world. Well, guess what, we called it, didn’t we?

But the key to it is that Doctor Who existed in this bubble. TV drama had moved on to things like Morse and the Jeremy Brett Sherlock Holmes – filmed, with a real attention to detail and based around strong scripts. Science fiction at the time was cyberpunk, Terminator 2 and Robocop, Watchmen and Iain Banks. The show in 1989 seemed to think the competition was the fourth season of Blakes 7. All the books did was say ‘we’re reading Neil Gaiman and Grant Morrison, watching Babylon 5 and the X Files, too’.

I re-read a couple of NAs recently … they’re very much the product of their times, as old now as glam rock was then, but they stand up. They’re ahead of their time, in the sense that they’re doing a lot of the things the new TV show understands it has to do.

TW: And of course you did one of the few multi Doctor novels. Why did you pick the fifth and seventh Doctors?

LP: They represented the starkest contrast, I think – a young, fresh Doctor versus a cynical, seasoned one. The high concept was simple: they land on the same planet, at the same time, take one look at the conflict and … pick different sides. I also wanted to crash the styles together, so you’ve got this fifth Doctor aesthetic of guest stars, eighties eye makeup and small brightly-lit sets (Terry and June are in it, so are Adam and the Ants), then the Adjudicators and brutal stuff from the NAs. It couldn’t just be two characters bickering, that’s cute fanboy stuff on TV, but meaningless in a book – I could have had all the Doctors there, if I wanted, it’s just as easy to type – so it had to be a clash of ideology, of styles of telling a Doctor Who story. In the end, I think the fan stuff drowns out the bigger points I was trying to make about conflict. I was trying to process the break up of Yugoslavia with comedy robots and jokes about Tegan’s accent, and those are probably not the best tools for the job.

TW: There was a classic moment in that story when the fifth Doctor notices the look of sadness on his other self’s face when he sees Adric. It was so beautifully written, you could feel the poignancy; something that the television series touched on for the seventh Doctor’s persona.

LP: Thanks. It’s a fairly obvious story beat, and it was just about finding a way of doing it without the seventh Doctor going ‘but but but … you’re DEAD!’. I think there’s got to be something quite dismal about being a time traveller, hasn’t there? You know when you watch an old movie and there’s that moment where you realise that the sexy young actors are all dead now? The Doctor’s got to have days like that. Yeah, he’s an eternal optimist, and he can go back and celebrate and meet people in their prime, or whatever, but when he meets Orson Welles on the set of Citizen Kane, surely at the back of his mind he’s thinking ‘your last film role is as the voice of Unicron’? Just occasionally, that’s got to catch him out.

TW: How did you feel when you were offered the opportunity to write the final New Adventures, the Dying Days for Paul McGann’s Doctor. Were the Ice Warriors a species you waned to have a crack at?

LP: I was offered that book literally because everyone else was too busy – I was the fifteenth choice writer, or something, and Virgin needed it in six weeks and I was at a loose end because I’d just finished my Masters degree. It’s a book that started life as a Pertwee UNIT Missing Adventures proposal, Cold War. The Ice Warriors … sure. I didn’t have a burning desire, but they were a nice, simple monster with that built-in sense that they weren’t entirely evil.

TW: Is it difficult to write for each Doctor given the different personalities on TV?

LP: No. There’s a difficulty generally which is that if you’re writing for TV, the actor’s there, so by definition you’re going to get a David Tennanty performance or a Matt Smithy one, even if they’re both working from the same script. They can say the same lines, but their own way, and they’ll nail the tenth or eleventh Doctoryness of it. With a novel, you have to pay some attention to the mannerisms. With The Eyeless, Kate Orman and Lloyd Rose both acted as my ‘when does the tenth Doctor put on his glasses?’ consultants. It’s something that’s best done with a light touch, I think – you’re careful to keep mentioning the long coat or the question-mark umbrella or whatever, but you try to keep it looking casual. Each incarnation is basically the same, obviously they have the same function in the story. And it’s a novel, not some forensic exercise in writing down what a TV episode would look like. What I’ve found is that if you get the novelistic stuff right, people accept the rest. Gareth Roberts always used to say he that when he did the fourth Doctor and Romana, he wasn’t writing Tom Baker and Lalla Ward, he was writing Dougal and Florence from the Magic Roundabout, but everyone always told him he’d really captured the essence of Tom and Lalla’s performance.

TW: I have to ask, which one do you like writing for the most?

LP: I’ve written for a narrow range of them. Five, six, seven, eight and ten. I think the fifth is the one with the most meat on the bones, the one you can get the best novel out of. But the Doctor’s a real gift of a character, really easy to write for.

TW: I’ve said to you before that the Infinity Doctors was the book I most wanted to see made for screen. It was a complete re-imagining that worked so perfectly and could easily feature past Doctors in alternate roles. How do you come up with this stuff?

LP: The Infinity Doctors was an attempt to start Doctor Who again as novels, instead of trying to recreate the TV show. TV and film are superficial. That’s not a criticism, it’s just a fact: you’re looking at and hearing it, you’re not getting under the skin. Any attempt to limit yourself to that in a book, you end up making an annotated script for an unmade TV episode. So I tried to do a very prose-heavy story based around the sort of things novels do best: allusions, psychology, wordplay, digressions. So, yeah, it’s Arc of Infinity, but it’s not just that. I aim to make my Who novels deceptive when it comes to being like TV stories.

TW: You also have done reference books for the show. Are you one of those fans that try to make sense of the series timeline? You did an amazing job on it and you recently released an updated version didn’t you?

LP: Ha. I was as a teenager, I didn’t realise there was a career in it. Mad Norwegian have just published their third edition of the book, my fifth. It started out as notecards when I was twelve, and trying to piece things together. It’s now a book that’s about as long as the Old and New Testament combined. It’s a really obvious idea for a book, and I love the fact it’s now tottering on the edge of absolute insanity because it includes so much. I wanted to include the cigarette cards, and wrote an entry for them, but Lars, my editor, wouldn’t let me.

TW: Because of the detail you put into them, was that what led you to the Star Trek and Alias books?

LP: Virgin would actively want books from their authors, and they could be anything, pretty much. They had a line of episode guides, and I loved Alias, my pal Mark Clapham liked Alias, we’d both worked for them, so we persuaded them to publish it. It does have one of the oddest covers of any book I’ve ever seen, a picture of a rather nice looking person, Jennifer Garner, cropped and colour balanced so that you actively recoil from the image. Which I don’t really understand as a marketing tactic, but, y’know, marketing people get paid a great deal more than authors, so they’ve got to be right, yeah?

TW: You created the Doctor’s first daughter in Miranda and there was a limited comic series based on her. you were lucky enough to resolve her storyline in Father Time. Why did the comic end after three issues?

LP: It was the first comic from its publisher, and it was glossy and the three issues they put out sold loads, but it just wasn’t making enough money. Making comics, then getting them into shops, takes a lot of time. We had a black and white science fiction comic with a female lead, and that’s basically three strikes against it in the current comics market. It was a great deal of fun while it lasted.

TW: You are one of the few Doctor Who writers that have literally crossed the board in the books and they go for a fortune. That must be a great legacy for you.

LP: The legacy there is that people still talk about them. The Infinity Doctors was the 35th anniversary book, next year is the fiftieth, and people are still talking about The Infinity Doctors, and people are buying it again now it’s available as an ebook and print-on-demand title. There are a lot of serious, high profile writers who would kill to have their books discussed as long and hard as the Doctor Who books are.

TW: How did you get into the production side of Emmerdale?

LP: Um … sheer nepotism and proximity. Gareth Roberts was appointed script editor, and it’s based in Leeds and I lived in a Yorkshire village, so one day I got a phone call from the producer of Emmerdale asking if I’d like to come in and talk about being a storyline writer on a soap opera I’d never actually watched. So I watched some episodes and read some scripts and I thought some of it was brilliant and some of it was terrible, and I said that at the interview and the producer nodded and then I got the job. I was basically Lutz out of 30 Rock, if that helps picture my place in the scheme of things. If you watch the show and don’t remember which one’s Lutz, that’s probably appropriate. I was there for about two years, then I spent another couple of years writing Emmerdale related books of various types.

TW: What story would you like to do but never got the chance?

LP: I’d love to have done a Dalek story. It was on the cards for a while at BBC Books – I wrote a synopsis for a book called Enemy of the Daleks. It was an eighth Doctor book that would have come out around the time Parallel 59 did. It had a Dalek saucer crashing into a 747 over an Australian coastal town and a couple of Daleks surviving in the wreckage. It started small, then the Daleks realised the Doctor was there and actually captured him, learned about the War, concluded that they were the Enemy and … then the Enemy arrived. It had the Klade in it, superevolved Daleks from the future who’d become human, and I used them later in Father Time. It ended with a vast space battle.

TW: Which projects do you enjoy the most; novels, comics, reference books or the audio plays?

LP: Novels, I think. None of them are exactly like toiling in the salt mines, but I love writing Doctor Who novels.

TW: I think it’s high time you brought out another Big Finish play? As a writer, is that a more disciplined medium?

LP: Um … yes and no. You have a set number of actors to play with, I think it’s eight, and that’s a limitation you don’t have with a novel. At the same time, the audios are a lot shorter and have to keep things moving. And, all being well, you get a bunch of talented actors papering over the cracks. An audio takes about a week to write, a novel can take six months, so I’m going to be honest and say I’ve always felt more invested in the novels.

TW: Any advice for budding writers?

LP: Don’t even think about writing Doctor Who novels. There’s a practical reason for that: BBC Books aren’t commissioning new writers. But there’s an artistic one, too – it’s a lot easier to be a Doctor Who fan than to be a novelist. Work on your own storytelling. Read a great deal more, and more widely, than you are now, however much you’re currently reading. I finish reading a book every day, or at least every other day, and when I say that, most people go ‘no, you can’t possibly’, and most of the professional writers I know go ‘duh, doesn’t everyone?’. That’s not a coincidence. Oh, and actually write – set yourself a word limit, whatever suits your schedule (with me, about 1000 words a day), and write that much. If you can manage 1000 words a week … well, you’ll have your book done in two years. If you can’t, you won’t. Being published is eminently possible, but ‘having ideas’ and ‘wanting to write some of them down one day’ are not the first steps on the way to being published, they’re just pretty much the default value of the human race. Ever wondered why some terrible book got published and your brilliant idea for a book didn’t? Because it’s books that get published, not ideas for books.

TW: What projects have you coming up and where can people find them?

LP: The third edition of Ahistory just came out, and that’s available from the Mad Norwegian website (as well as Amazon and all the various places you’d expect to find Doctor Who books). I’m currently finishing off a biography of comics writer Alan Moore, which is out in November 2013 and has taken me over two years. It’ll explore the comics industry, Moore’s life, and most of all his work. His first published professional work solely as a writer was for Doctor Who Weekly, you know. I have a couple of other things in the works, but it’s far too early to talk about them.

TW: Lance, thank you so much for talking to us. Finally, what do you hope to see for the fiftieth anniversary of Doctor Who?

LP: Oh … I’m sure they’ll do a great job. Stories that are funny and exciting. Look, the new show already gave me Kylie Minogue playing Halo Jones in a maid’s outfit and kinky boots. I already used up my three wishes

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Book Excerpt: Zombie Blues Irony Zombie

By and copyright of Owen Quinn author of the Time Warriors and Zombie Blues

“I got outside and realised I only had my hospital gown on which promptly fell off because it wasn’t tied at the back. I was naked…almost. When they do an operation like this, you’re fitted with a catheter. So there I am, naked as the day I was born with a big frigging catheter hanging between my legs. I am scundered, I thought to myself. I tried to remove it but my zombie fingers wouldn’t work.”For far too long zombies have been seen as the monsters they are not so it’s time for a few changes! Welcome to Zombie Blues where you will discover what really goes on behind those dead eyes and shuffling walk. You will meet ten different zombies each with a story to tell. From Vegetarian Zombie to Kidney Trans[plant Zombie to The Zombie who would be King, you will reevaluate everything you thought you knew about the undead. You will finally get to hear their side of the story. What lies behind their tears and how did the apocalypse really begin? Enter if you dare because everything you knew about zombies is about to change.

                 IRONY ZOMBIE  

My mother always said that social media would be the death of me and sure enough, she was right. Worse still, it was a female pensioner that did it. I wouldn’t mind but how embarrassing to be turned by a shuffling old timer that I never even saw coming. I still can’t believe I’m going to say it.

I was bitten by the only pensioner in the world that still had her own teeth.

Sorry, meant to say I’m a zombie and before you all run screaming holding your brains, just hear me out. Nobody listens to our story. And let me tell you, there’s a hell of a lot of prejudice towards the living dead. Just because the world has gone undead, doesn’t mean our ability to judge and be prejudice has gone away.

Zombies are just the latest victims of human nature. One minute it’s the colour of someone’s skin and now it’s rotting zombie flesh people have a problem with. Although I do have an issue with that label, zombie, but I’ll come back to it. Let me tell you how it all began.

I’m Simon (yeah Simon the zombie, laugh it up fuzzball), 24, single and just like a lot of great romances, it all began at a bus stop.

It was a Thursday morning. I was going to work as a trainee manager for a big chain supermarket (do promo laws count now, dunno, not sure, brains). Dreary, boring and most of my time spent wishing I lived another life. Well as they say, be careful what you wish for. There I was standing waiting for the bus, headphones on in my virtual Facebook world with Miley Cyrus singing in my ears. I have to point out though before you make assumptions that I have no idea how she ended up in my music library. Just so you all know, I’ve never twerked before.

 Anyway, the bus was late and you know that feeling that there’s something out of the corner of your eye but you don’t really pay attention? You know those videos you see where people fall into fountains or walk into a lamppost because they have their head buried in their phones rather than looking at the world around them. If you think about it, we were already zombies before the outbreak. We were mindless automatons who spent most of our time on social media. We couldn’t even go for a meal with someone without our phones in our hands in case there was some amazing thing posted on Facebook. Well, that was me.  Social media killed us long before the zombies did.

I was half aware of a figure approaching but my brain didn’t register it because it was a bus stop after all.

Then there was pain. A little old lady (I use that word loosely in retrospect) had bitten into my arm just above the elbow. My first thought was my best suit was ruined but the sight of blood seeping through quickly wiped that thought from my mind.

TW Interviews the Late, Great Richard Franklin

By and copyright of Owen Quinn author of the Time Warriors and Zombie Blues

The month before the 50th anniversary celebration in the Excel London I had the ChanCe to interview Richard Franklin about his career. He was genuinely more than accommodating, funny, his deep love of the fans and the show obvious and a true agent.

I met him several times over the years and every time it was a pleasure. When we met after our podcast at the con, he was very kind and made my son feel welcome as part of the new generation of fans. The last time we would meet would be in Belfast aalong with Katy Manning. So the news that he passed away on Christmas morning just hours before the Ncuti Gatwa era was due to begin has a certain symmetry about it. He would have loved it with that smiLe and T Bag the cat by his side. Now the only remaining members of that era are Katy Manning and John Levene. But the only consolation is that we can visit the UNIT era time and again on DVD and Blu Ray to revisit a truly magical era of Doctor Who.

Thank you Richard for talking to me and rest in peace. You will never be forgotten. Click below to hear the full unedited interview.

Doctor Who Christmas Special The Church on Ruby Road review

     By Owen Quinn author of the Time Warriors and Zombie Blues

Copyright BBC

So a lot is riding on this stpry. We met the new fifteenth Doctor at the climax of The Giggle with the biregeneration. But free from the confines of a regeneration story how does this new Doctor stand up? Did he do a good enough job to make the audience want to come back for more or is this the beginning of the end as many fear?

After due consideration, I enjoyed this a lot. Ncuti is so full of energy that his Doctor literally bounces off the screen. And his dancing at a club in a kilt distracts us from the fact that he is actually tracking a certain Ruby Sunday (Millie Gibson). Like the Doctor would do, he is operating on multiple levels trying to unravel the mystery. A lot of bad luck and coincidence surround Ruby which rubs off onto Davina McCall, making her second Doctor Who appearance after the Eccleston episode Bad Wolf.

What follows is a madcap fairytale set firmly at Christmas complete with a sing song. In among all the quick fire dialogue and goblin chasing to save a baby, we actually witness the set up for a new mystery which delivers a sting at th very end.

Ruby gets a solid and believable background as we discover she was left on the steps of the church on Christmas Eve when he wa born and her mother walked away from her. She became the long term foster child of Carla and Cherry who is desperate for a cup of tea. The Doctor taking time out to get to know her is very much him as he never forgets anyone. Carla’s new foster child Lulu is taken by goblins to be eaten by the Goblin King, a non CGI creation. The goblins are knd of fun, in a perpetual state of singing and daning while their king feats. Indeed the Doctor is deciphering their language of luck and coincidence while trying to save the baby. It takes a repeat viewing to catch everything and see what a tapestry the story really is. Although the Doctor manages to kill the king by impaling him on the church spire, the goblins fly off along the timelines ready for another day.

Chance and coincidence play a major role here in Ruby joining the Doctor. They are both adopted and the reason Davina is involved and subsequently murdered by the goblins is because Ruby has asked her show, Long Lost Family to try to find her relatives. It is a longing in Ruby that also exists in the Doctor given the revelation of his origins. Neither know who they really are or where they come from. Whn Ruby’s DNA is run by Davina, nothing comes up at all, devastating her. It is as if she just appeared. The obvious parallells to Clara spring to mind but I think it is much more complicated than that. I’m hoping it is nothing so mundane as a princess from another planet in hiding until the day she can claim her throne.

Why did the Doctor just watch her mother walk away into the night and do nothing? How did the Doctor become aware of Ruby’s run of bad luck? How does friendly neighbour Mrs Flood know that the police box is a Tardis and does sHe enccourage Ruby to enter it? There will be more on her in upcoming episodes but not in the way you think. Why did the goblins target first Lulu and then change history by killing Ruby from the same household? Why does Ruby never existing make Carla and Cherry’s lives so miserable? The whole story is an invite to Ruby to step aboard the Tardis which she does. It is a nicE touch that the Doctor hesitates about inviting her given his companions’ histories as detailed by the Toymaker in the last episode. He wonders if he is the bad luck. He waits patiently to see what chance and oincidence bring which is Ruby following him ready for adventure.

Ncuti Gatwa nails the charater of the Doctor from the start although his dancing in a night club may throw long time viewers as not being very Doctorish behaviour. But remember this is a Doctor free of guilt and regret of Time Wars and Fluxs enjoying life in a way he hasn’t in a long time. Besides, he is actually tracking Ruby so blends in so as to not rouse any suspicion. His exchange with the policeman about to propose to his girlfriend brings to mind memories of the TV movie Paul McGann with his suddenly knowing everyone’s [personal future. But again the Doctor is working on multiple levels deducing from his surroundings about both goblins and the impending engagement at the same time.

No Doctor or companion have had to do a song and dance during their first adventure but it comes off nicely fitting in with the goblin behaviours.

Overall the Church on Ruby Road is a great start to the new era although I can see some fans may not agree. Ncuti’s final line as he stands aboard the Tardis “I’m the Doctor” has shades of “And I would suggest you wait a little before criticising my new persona. You may well find it isn’t quite as disagreeable as you might think.. I am the Doctor whther you like it or not.” speech from Colin Baker’s debut stpry the Twin Dilemma. You want to board the Tardis with this Doctor gripped by his energy and enthusiasm. Plus he saved Davina from being killed by the star on top of a Christmas tree. Whether you are a national treasure or a tiny newborn, the Doctor cares for everyone.

From the trailer, if nothing else this is going to be an interesting journey. I;m aboard. Are you?

Book Excerpt: Zombie Blues 2 Social Media Hater Zombie

By and copyright of Owen Quinn author of the Time Warriors and Zombie Blues

More Zombies, more trouble. Welcome to book 2 of Zombie Blues who give us their view on the world and life from behind undead eyes. This time round meet Diabetic Zombie, Racist Zombie, the Ice Queen and why is there a zombie with no teeth? Now on Amazon

Social Media Hater Zombie

In this day and age it is so important to look good especially for posts on social media. The amount of likes we get is an indicator of how much people love us. At least, that’s what this celebrity culture has brainwashed us to do.

My name is Magda Holt and I’m overweight. While they say it’s all about what you eat and exercise, this isn’t exactly true. Genetics does have a big part to play in it. In a way I’m glad the world is soaked in the undead because the one thing that died with the apocalypse was judgement.

I grew up in the Netherlands, the birthplace of our famous giant bodybuilder Olivier Richters and up until the apocalypse I worked as a call centre operations manager.        

Coming from a large family, my parents fed us well but it was the usual supermarket choices that were dictated by a budget. There’s nothing unusual in that as every family does it but my father was a great cook who could create feasts out of the smallest of morsels. At least he grew vegetables in his greenhouse which seemingly never stopped growing. It became a little side line for him as the neighbourhood began buying his wares. Our back garden became an allotment of sorts and we all chipped in. It was exciting for us as kids because our Dad was literally God feeding the street. As kids we played in the streets just like everyone else in our street but Dad’s vegetables made us slightly special in other kids’ eyes.  

The countryside was our giant playground and summers seemed to last forever as we explored and played amid Mother Nature herself. Mother shooed us out in the morning and we retuned when we were hungry or tired. It gave her time to do her cleaning or catch up with Mrs Schneider about the goings on amid the neighbours. Unlike now we didn’t worry about bad men taking us or hurting children. Life was an eternal summer. Now it is a storm, a cacophony of wailing tears. We must have pissed Mother Nature off somehow playing in those fields; not that she is telling us in detail her reason for the infliction. When I think of growing up the images of playing in the woods and the fields having so many adventures down by the streams is all I can think of. We ate wild blackberries and gooseberries, made daisy chains and explored ponds filled with tadpoles and newts.

Up until I turned I had nothing but great memories of nature. It was a love that never left me and I encouraged my kids to explore the great outdoors as often as possible. Television was a rationed luxury and our social media was telling each other ghost stories, drawing or pretending to be in a girl band.

In my day body image wasn’t an issue. It was a bit like the generation gap. You just got a clip round the back of the head for giving cheek to your parents.

But now it is. The internet and celebrity culture has flooded our minds with images of how we should look like. We have lost the joy of revelling in what we look like. My husband, Alper. has never complained about my curves. Indeed from the first time we made love in his parent’s basement, he insists he loves a bit of fat on his steak. Five kids later his love of my steak never dwindled.

Neither of us was perfect. Despite being a fireman, Alper was never shredded like those in this calendars they sell and I have yet to have an hour glass figure.

Monarch: Legacy of Monsters S01E06 Review

     By Owen Quinn author of the Time Warriors and Zombie Blues

Photo copyright Warnr Bros

So after last week’s borefest we jump right in with a return to the flashbacks. Keiko and Shaw are suddenly attracted to each other and it kind of left me thinking, did I miss something or wasn’t I paying attention. Anyway their plans are interrupted when Shaw is called to duty. Something is coming but they have to split up in order to ensure Shaw is there to attend the meeting so they get the funds for Monarch to continue. Shaw isn’t happy with this but agrees while Bill and Keiko fly off. I must not have been paying attention before but Shaw is suddenly a love sick puppy who it is clear wants to have babies with Keiko. That’s all good and fine given we know she ends up with Bill so it’s a nice change from daddy issues and sulky teenagers.

There they meet Doctor Suzuki who has designed a device to attract Titans. He believes they exist but has never seen one. He is delighted when Keiko confirms that they do and they have seen one. Of course it isn’t too long before Godzilla arrives proving he didn’t die in the nuclear explosion a couple of episodes ago. However Shaw turns up missing the vital meeting resulting in the military taking control of Monarch. Needless to say Keiko is no longer in the mood for making babies. Shaw is responsible for what Monarch is today.

In the present day, Shaw has now teamed up with Tim’s sidekick Mademoiselle and gathers up May, Cate and Kentaro. He reveals Monarch is splintered and there are others that want him to lead them to reveal the true nature of the Titans. Shaw knows Monarch is wrong and have refused to listen to him for all these years. Now they have a chance to put things right before it’s too late. Is it me or is Mademoiselle just stringing them along? Is Shaw still influenced by his love for Keiko that he will do anything to prove her right or is he so guilt ridden for allowing Monarch to be taken from them that he will do a deal with the devil regardless of the outcome? Or is there really a splinter group within Monarch?

The Randa kids find their dad in a valley using a variation of Doctor Suzuki’s device but it is not a happy reunion. He waves them away before driving off. Too late the ground cracks and crumbles as Godzilla rises from beneath the surface. Now this is an impressive sequence as our heroes are caught in the landslide. The big fella’s return is what we have wanted to see all along and it doesn’t disappoint. With all these new Titans appearing we know there is going to be a kick arse throw down.

I was so excited now we have answers and a concrete direction until….the gang breaks up again in yet another middle of nowhere location while Shaw leaves them to go help Godzilla. And that took away from the atmosphere generated by the episode so far. Talk about a mood hoover.

Is the viewer supposed to do a drinking game where instead of taking a shot every time we see or hear Titans mentioned, you take a shot when the gang break up for the dumbest of reasons and in the dumbest of locations. At this rate, I’m already wasted. Writers look at what you are doing and sort it but the only thing keeping me here right now is the monsters are gathering and I want to be there for it.

Forgotten Heroes: Threshold’s Arthur Ramsey

By Owen Quinn author of the Time Warriors and Zombie Blues

Photo copyright CBS

I was recently made aware of just how many movies and television shows the younger generation have never heard of, never mind seen. So to that end, we look back at some characters you really need to see before you kick the bucket.

In September 2005 a new sci-fi series debuted on television called Threshold. The show featured several big names including Peter Dinklage as Arthur Ramsey. It would run for one season. CBS messed about with scheduling and did not support the show whose quality is top notch. Such was the show mishandled that the final four episodes went unaired until Sky 1 aired them and now they can also be seen on YouTube.

In Threshold, an alien species that exists in four or five dimensions send a probe to our world. The probe is witnessed by the crew of a ship and emits a signal, sounding like shattering glass, upon which said crew immediately begin to transform. Some survive while the others escape into our society. Rather than an alien invasion with space ships, these aliens transform us at the genetic level into them. Instead of terraforming, they are bioforming us. There is no waste or destruction; everything is intact as the aliens take over. However the process does not work on every person, horribly mutilating them in their death throes. Nor is this signal limited to humans as animals are affected too, for example a senator plays a copy of the probe footage which kills his girlfriend and turns their cat into a vicious mutation.

Molly Caffrey is a high level crisis management consultant whose job it is to come up with plans for disasters including alien contact. Her plan for this scenario is activated and goes under the codename Threshold. Caffrey brings together a team of top specialists including the arrogant Arthur Ramsey whose genius only matches his ego. Played By future Game of Thrones star Peter Dinklage, Ramsey would become a key part of Threshold.

He was a free spirit, used to being his own man living as he wished, when he wished. Being forced into Threshold he is monitored and a lot of that free will is taken away. He initially resists but is given an option by agent Cavanagh (Brian Van Holt); door number 1 or door number 2. One leads to working to save the planet or go to a black unit facility where he will be kept indefinitely. Needless to say he picks to fight the aliens.

Ramsey is a mathematical genius fluent in over 200 dialects. His linguistic skills are second to none as he is able to tell if an Asian criminal is faking not being able to speak English. Being trapped by the chains of Threshold makes Ramsey a rebel, always telling his superiors just how he hates being confined by their rules. He is rude and does not know where to draw the line between speaking his mind and keeping his opinions to himself. He becomes a double act with fellow Threshold agent Lucas (Supernatural’s Rob Benedict). Lucas is a lot more timid than Ramsey and is religious. Ramsey scoffs that on the eighth day, God made aliens. He is quick to belittle everyone and everything but we learn as the series progresses that Ramsey is terrified of being converted by the alien signal and all his bravado is a public mask.

But Ramsey is brilliant at what he does and he is vital to the Threshold team. He and Lucas make a great double act going on several investigations together. After being held at gunpoint by a bank robber on the run in the episode The Order, it is Lucas that takes him down with his gun that is designed to stun the infected only. It fires an electrical discharge which will kill a human. When Ramsey finds out Lucas could have fired earlier, he freaks out but Lucas held back until the the robber touched something that would act as a breaker for the charge, stunning him rather than killing him. This demonstrates that Ramsey is all for ‘shoot now ask later’ especially when his life is in danger.

But we see his tender side when he and Lucas have to protect a baby from its infected mother. They work together to fool the Terminator like mother from taking her baby back. In the Crossing, Ramsey’s security guard friend Adams is infected and agrees to be part of an experiment to track what happens when a person is taken over by the infection. Ramsey is not happy with this but gets to say goodbye to Adams. This only makes him both even more fearful of the alien and determined to stop them so he loses no one else. We see the more human side of Ramsey here and he even surprises Lucas in The Order. A local diner is forced to close when they find part of the premises has had infected wood that has been giving off frequencies that make people dream. Lucas is distraught that someone’s livelihood is gone but Ramsey reveals he made sure the reward money for the capture of the bank robber went to the diner owner. Otherwise Ramsey loves to drink, party and gamble. He runs up online gambling debts which Threshold has to take care of bringing him into conflict with his boss Baylock (Charles S Dutton). Baylock knows Ramsey is spiraling out of control and reaches out. In a seeming about face, Ramsey assures him that he is fine and has kicked his bad habits. However he is seen still drinking and falling deeper into his inner turmoil.

Not once is Ramsey’s dwarfism mentioned in the series. He acts just like a regular sized person even having bed scenes. Threshold does a great job of breaking down barriers and stereotypes which has continued to this day. Ramsey is funny when he is scared which is seen when the woman he is in bed with is attacked and killed by a stranger while Ramsey stares in horror. His sense of self preservation is second to none and it is a great shame we never got to see how it played out in a second season. If it had we would have discovered that his dwarfism would have played a key role in a way to stop the invasion. But alas we will never know.

For now all you can do is go to YouTube and watch Threshold in all its shortlived glory and relish the multilayered brilliance of one Arthur Ramsey.