The Blue Angel

The Blue Angel
Oh, it's the leg baby.
Oh, it's the leg baby.
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Author Paul Magrs & Jeremy Hoad
Doctor Eighth Doctor
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The Blue Angel (not to be confused with the Weeping Angels) is the twenty-seventh novel in the long-running Sexiest Doctor Adventures (but not the ear ones)—it was written by Paul Magrs and Jeremy Hoad, and I really wish I understood it.

It was GOAT, though, and some dude adapted it into an even better screenplay, which is definitely worth a read. Also, there's a sequel to the book, and some notes on that too.

Summary

I don't know what happened, or why, but a chunk of the book is dedicated to the Doctor, Fitz and Compassion all living together in some little house in the English countryside, and it's comfy as fuck. None of them can remember who they are—if they even are themselves—but The Doctor loves gardening and cooking, and Fitz sleeps all day and reads books all night, and Compassion... is just Compassion. Also, Iris Wildthyme and Sarah Jane (known as Sally, for whatever reason) visit for dinner one night, along with K9 the actual, literal dog. Oh, and the Doctor's mum is a mermaid.

There's also stuff about owls and bat people and a big green elephant, but I try to forget about those. Also, did anyone else feel like one of the subplots was... basically Star Trek? Yeah.

Plot

His leg had a baby? I don't fucking know. I don't know what's going on anymore honestly. Also, someone gets turned into a squid for no reason and Fitz literally wants to fuck the Doctor. But we already knew that.

Reception

I mean... at least there's a lot of fanfic potential with the alternate universe stuff, right? I'm honestly not sure how everything connects and I can't quite wrap my head around it all, but re-reading it allows it to make more sense in hind-sight. I think it's intentionally semi-nonsensical as a sort of meta commentary on Doctor Who as a whole, with the Human Nature-esque subplot not so much the Doctor having been turned human, but rather the Doctor having always been human and his adventures existing merely delusions of grandeur from an insane mind, rather than literal occurrences. The book never points out which section of the story is reality and which is fiction—there's the implication that both exist and overlap simultaneously, and they're each just as real as the other, which is the very nature of the Obverse that much of it actually takes place in.

With bizarre and inexplicable occurrences in each of the presented storylines, it's difficult to make a judgement on which has the most plausible existence. It intentionally doesn't quite make sense, and the story ending on a series of questions only helps to prove this, offering the reader multiple alternatives to a sequence of events so as to allow them to form their own opinion on what happened. Much like they are expected to form their own on the nature of reality and canonicity itself.

Or, you know, I'm just fucking stupid, I guess.

Anyways, 10/10 book.