This story in a nutshell: Probably the hardest Doctor Who
story to define in its long history...

Indefinable: Before I saw a lot of potential in Peter
Capaldi's gruff and moody Doctor and already this approach is already starting
to pay off and astonishingly early in the season too. Listen is ambitious and
far reaching in the way it attempts to reveal further shades about the Doctor,
not an easy feat given he has been on our screen for fifty years. Facets of the
Doctor's dark character are actually perpetuating stories, he's deliberating
going looking for answers to the riddle of his psyche. At the end of this
season the Doctor will have examined his soul inside and out and will make a
perfect Time Lord therapist, perhaps he can set up shop when he gets back home
(the long way round). I don't think there has ever been a time when the series
has been quite so obsessed with the character of the Doctor himself as it has
since Day of the Doctor, and it was pretty self reflective before then. In the
wake of Day of the Doctor and Listen some surprising things have been
revealed...but can we get back to having him simply materialising and meeting
some interesting guest characters please? That hasn't happened in ages. All
this self-examination is practically In Treatment: Gallifrey. The Doctor
has been running away from himself ever since he thought he destroyed
Gallifrey...now he is ready to look inwards and examine the blackness within.
Capaldi is a revelation in this, it is exactly the sort of
material he has been waiting for. Not arsing about on rooftops with dinos or
having a bitch fight with Robin Hood. Here he has the chance to put those eyes
and teeth to sinister use, to get to grips with some intense material and for
the mood of the episode to match the dark, ruminative disposition of his
Doctor. They go hand in hand this week. Unlike the first three episodes of this
season, this is specifically geared to Capaldi's Doctor. There is no way Matt Smith
could have played this material with the same intensity. He grins maniacally at
the thought of seeing what horrors lie under the bed. 'Have you seen the
size of human brain? They're hilarious!' He's a fantastic counterpoint to
Clara's assuring behaviour, deliberately going out of his way to disturb young
Pink and point out that there is nothing wrong with being scared. You could
grow very fond of this Doctor. I wonder if there are any parents out there who
are jealous of his Dad skills? He can't
leave even if their lives are in danger because he has to know. Sixie said
something similar in The Mysterious Planet. Questions to which I must have an
answer. He barks at Clara to get back in the TARDIS - he really reminds
me of Colin Baker's Doctor at times. It might be why I like him so much.

Impossible Girl: I am starting to worry that Clara is going
to turn out to be the Doctor's mother and daughter one day, in an insane timey
wimey twist that sees her fulfilling every role he has ever had in his life. My
only real problem with Listen is Clara and how she is still as insubstantial as
a character can be...is it any wonder that the story delved into the history of
Danny and the Doctor but failed to do the same for Clara. There is nothing significant
to be found there beyond a crusty old leaf. It's getting beyond a joke now how
slight this companion is, especially since Moffat keeps manoeuvring her into
vital points in the Doctor's life. The least substantial companion turns out to
be the most important...that's so funny I almost fell off my chair. Clara is
now the architect of all things Doctor Who and given her opaqueness that is
rather embarrassing for the show. We're being asked to invest in the
Clara/Danny relationship when we don't really know anything about either
character. In Danny's case that is understandable but in Clara's it is
inexcusable. So whilst I could acknowledge the material, nod my head and go 'I
see what he's implying there' (about them having a child in the future), I
wasn't emotionally invested in it because I haven't gone on a journey with
them. It's like peeking at the end of a book. A little humour between the two
characters would be a good start. And whilst I acknowledge that Moffat's brain
doesn't work this way I would really like to see just one relationship in his
tenure playing out naturally with two people meeting and simply getting to know
each other, getting on and falling in love. No meeting out of order or
daughters travelling back and being their parents best friends or skipping
forwards to the future and seeing how it all works out. Not even a simple date
can be...well simple in Moffat's hands. Concentrate on the emotional
worth of the relationship rather than simply playing clever tricks with it.
Then you'll hook your audience.
How thoughtless was her comment to Danny? Any sympathy I
might have had with the character vanished in a moment of utter
thoughtlessness. There is an easy chemistry between Capaldi and Coleman that is
nice to watch which almost (almost...) pushes Clara's flaws to one side
(Coleman is that good). Naturally Clara is the one who takes a little
boy under his bed and dispels every fear he might have about what is lurking
under there. That is because she is impossibly dauntless and brave and never
bats an eyelid at anything. I was really hoping there would be something dark,
pulsing and unknowable under there to bring her out in a sweat. Even when there
is every reason to be petrified (somebody sits on the bed) she is still
smiling. Bring back Sarah Jane, she would have still confronted what it was but
she would have been terrified with it. I could believe in her. Plus she is
repeatedly proven to be smarter and more observant than the Doctor and nobody
can get one up on him as often as she does. She's superwoman in practically
every way, she's without flaws. It's infuriating. The Doctor sought out the
dangers of the universe because Clara told him so...and he chose the TARDIS he
end up with because Clara told him so...and he was saved from countless dangers
because Clara was there to help him...and he ultimately saved Gallifrey because
Clara doesn't believe he could go through with destroying it. She's the
ultimate time meddler.

Pinkster: I like Danny. I'm not sure if it's Samuel
Anderson's vulnerable performance or simply the fact that Moffat seems to write
far more convincingly for male companions than he does female ones but he has
done relatively little to win me over and has already succeeded. He's exposed
and I really like that in a man and he has a complex emotional past which is
ripe for exploiting. He outstrips Clara by a factor of ten in the interest
stakes and he has only appeared in cameos in two episodes. He hasn't got much
of a sense of humour but I figure that he might lighten up as the season progresses.
There's a massive chip on his shoulder (for a very good reason, his personal
history is turbulent stretching right back to his childhood) but because of it
I feel as if I have gotten to know him rather well already. It makes each smile
a victory.
Sparkling Dialogue: 'Question: Why do we talk out loud when
we know we're alone? Conjecture: Because we know we're not.'
'What if the breath of something on the back of your neck is
something behind you?'
'The room looks different at night. It ticks and creaks and breathes.'
'The TARDIS isn't supposed to come out this far but some
idiot turned the safeguards off...'
'It doesn't matter that there is nothing under the bed or in
the dark...as long as you know it is okay to be afraid of it.'
The Good:
* I've said it practically every week but it is worth
re-iterating...this is my favourite new series TARDIS console by a factor of
ten. It feels like a living, pulsating, mood driven cathedral and is
wonderfully shot in Listen to capture the aching sadness and rumination that is
inherent in the script.
* My Facebook feed has been full of the perplexed
exclamations of fans who are desperate to know precisely what the protagonist
was in Listen. Horror often leaves its mysteries ambiguous and if I'm honest I
sometimes prefer it when it does. When a film or book reveals what has been
menacing the heroes in the darkness it rarely manages to be as frightening as
what you conjure up in your mind. It is much more scary when you simply cannot
get a handle on the nightmare or monster. As much as I find the twist in Hide
quite quirky, the episode no longer has any chance to freaking you out on
repeat viewings when you know that it was simply two twisted freaks who are
looking for love. When a story is this deliberately obscure you have to be sure
that you have sufficiently built it up to get under the skin and Moffat
achieves that wonderfully in the scene with the cloaked figure on the bed. It
might be a child playing tricks. It might be an evil from the dawn of time. It
might even be Samantha Mulder revealing where she has been all along. If
somebody had thrown that sheet away suddenly a scene that has been butt
clenchingly frightening becomes something mundane...why would anybody want
that? The ambiguity in Listen is deliberate, the uncertainty there to frighten
(or frustrate those who like tidy answers) and for me it worked a treat.
* I big poke in the eye to cynics like me who have suggested
(perhaps with some evidence in the past half season or so) that Murray Gold no
longer has anything to offer the show. Listen goes someway to providing a
counter argument and is the best score in ages. It's ambient mood music all the
way, barely drawing attention to itself and being all the more sinister for it.
* Can you imagine getting out of bed at night and a hand
grabbing your foot from under the bed? Just put yourself in that position for a
moment. Anybody that says they wouldn't scream like a baby is big fat liar.
Imagine going to get a glass of water in the middle of the night and coming
back and finding a cloaked figure sitting on your bed? I'm wondering if these
scares are little too subtle for children...but I bet there were plenty of
adults sitting there in a cold sweat. The idea that your own imagination and
paranoia can make the most innocuous of noises take on a very sinister meaning
is a startling one. It is something we do all the time.
* Where has Douglas Mackinnon been hiding these directing
skills? I'll be fair his debut story had some very impressive action sequences
in it but if I'm honest parts of The Sontaran Stratagem/The Poison Sky felt as
though they needed tightening up. The Power of Three was quirkily brought to
the screen but never really went for the scares. Cold War seemed entirely
unsuited to Mackinnon's style, the claustrophobic that was required failed to
ignite and story seemed to plod along with relatively little atmosphere or
chills. Then Listen comes along. Every scene moodily lit and filmed. Effortless
scene transitions. Slow reveals of scares and a camera that is willing to hold
on reaction shots and frightening images for a period that unsettles. Half the
battle with a horror is how it is realised and this is the work of a suspense
magician. Who knew this was what Mackinnon was capable of?
* Moffat managed to wrong foot me completely at one point. I
genuinely thought that the Doctor had invaded Clara's meal in a spacesuit just
because he was in a bit of a playful mood. I never expected for the visor to be
removed and for Danny to be the occupant. Nicely played.
* There is a disquieting atmosphere to the scenes set on the
last planet in the universe. It is a location that manages to be eerie just
because it is so quiet. It reminded me of the Library in that respect. Not a
breath or sliver or a click or a tick. This is the silence at the end of time.
* Sometimes Moffat's timey-wimeyness can yield some effective
results and Clara seeing that the words she chose for young Rupert Pink having
a profound effect for the next 100 years (the toy still being carried by his
ancestor) is a great example. It is rather touching.
The Bad:
* If the nature of the threat is imaginary...does that mean
it is our own imaginations that we should fear? That is a really scary idea
that fell to the wayside. The fact that I am asking profound questions of this
nature about a Saturday night show scheduled against The X-Factor is something
to be celebrated though.
* If evolution were to create a creature that could hide from
view...if? I thought that was the Silence?
* I feared that Moffat may had become so obsessed with trying
to scare his audience that he had forgotten how to do it. The early scenes in
the TARDIS, whilst beautifully realised, are trying so hard to understand the
nature of fear that they almost spoil the chance for the audience experience
it. Talking about why people are afraid doesn't cut it...that's taking the
educational approach to shitting somebody up. You have to dump these characters
in genuinely fearful situations, which is precisely what Moffat does when the
ruminations require answers. Brilliantly, none of the questions pondered in the
opening ten minutes are given a satisfactory response. And that's what Moffat
was getting at.
* Some pretty dodgy 'let's pretend to be having a nice chat
with our dinner' acting going on in the background to the restaurant scenes.
Check it out.
* Companions having babies together? Haven't we covered that
already?
* I'm in too minds about Moffat continually mythologizing the
Doctor and putting his own stamp on his past. There are some things that don't
need to be shown and the Doctor's childhood is one of them. Do we really need
to know that he was a big cry baby that didn't want to join the army? Does that
in any way enhance the character? It strikes me as trying a little too hard to
play God and make a lasting impact long after he has gone. If Moffat was a
braver writer he should have had his older self storm out of the TARDIS and
treat his younger self just like he did Rupert Pink. Give him a slap around the
chops (Blinovitch be damned) and tell him that everything he is afraid of is
real and waiting to be fought. Instead Clara gets the honours, which strikes me
as giving one assistant far too much influence over his timeline. The scene is
well done in of itself (I especially loved it when she grabbed his foot) but I
question whether this kind of self-aggrandising mythology was needed in Listen.
The Shallow Bit: When it comes to looks, Clara and Danny are
just about the hottest couple to have appeared on Doctor Who. Nobody would ever
pip Polly and Ben for me though.
Result: 'Fear makes companions of all of us...' The
most complex, baffling, thoughtful and frustrating Doctor Who story since Ghost
Light, Listen practically defies explanation and will leave viewers as thrilled
as it will irritated. I rather like that, it is Doctor Who pushing the
boundaries again and not rejecting Hollywood concessions for the audience.
Listen expects some people to be appalled. And others to be aghast at the
liberties it takes. And others to be bowled over by its exploration of the
unknown. Listen deliberately asks more questions than it answers which is bound
to cause a portion of the Doctor Who fan base (who like to tidy away everything
into boxes - take the subject of canon for example) to self ignite. It is
basically four vignettes that are only tenuously linked; the first set piece
being a take on the Russell T. Davies era (a date in a restaurant that goes
disastrously wrong specifically reminds me of Boom Town), the second a mix of
The Girl in the Fireplace (something under the bed), Blink/The Eleventh Hour
(open/close your eyes and something nasty will happen), the third a riff on
Midnight (a claustrophobic attack in an SF setting by something unknown) and
then finally a reproduction of The Name of the Doctor (Clara playing a vital
role in the Doctor's past). While none of these sketches are prototypal, this
time Moffat has taken inspiration from the best of New Who and lumps them all
together in one episode. I still think he is creatively bankrupt in his
twilight years but Listen manages to sum up the best of NuWho in a very
satisfying, cohesive way. And isn't Peter Capaldi superb? Whilst the
individual set pieces all work for me in their own right (I have a few
reservations about the one set on Gallifrey but the reveal that the little boy
is the Doctor is expertly done), Moffat is still having trouble structuring a
narrative. Or maybe that was the idea...an incoherent narrative to accentuate
the obscurity of the threat and the lack of answers. To deny the viewer any of
things they expect from television.
Listen chugs along moodily...and then just stops as disquietingly as the
material that has just played out. The quality of the writing does suggest that
Moffat has been filling a role that doesn't suit him, wasting his time
structuring seasons and doing an endless roll call of openers and finales when
he is much better at concentrated, standalone adventures. It is trying to be
more cerebral and philosophical than your average Saturday night fare (Primeval
it aint), intelligent material like this should be commended and encouraged.
It's taking an intellectual approach to exploring fear so it never reaches the
anxiety levels of Midnight, which was very much an emotional exploration of the
same idea, and that exposes the major difference in Moffat and Davies' writing.
One is discussing what makes things frightening and the other is simply
frightening. You decide which approach you prefer. Exquisitely shot, full of
strong ideas and trying to say something vital about the titular character,
Listen is the best standalone episode since Hide and if we could only write off
Clara in a hideous accident it would score even higher. Had this been original
it would have been an absolute classic: 8/10