Shapes or signs: On the floor of the Dr Who exhibition in Edinburgh, we trample them underfoot as we shuffle by the exhibits. There are many of them in this style. What might they even mean? Some strange, esoteric universal truth unmasked? Some SOS message from the mandarins and flaky script writers at the BBC hoping for rescue? Who really knows or cares. Sci-fi has been carrying a heavy load for a while now and I have sense of exhaustion about further stretches into the darkness of the all too real fictitious future.
It was interesting to see the objects, models and artwork and yes there's a lot of science sprinkled around like pixie dust to try to explain or justify something, to give the show a core of concept that might be important. In the end Dr Who is an "experience" that's been around for most of my life, there were good times and not so good times with it. At the moment I'm inclined to think it needs a rest, for a few earth based, human generations anyway.
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