Doctor Who XXXII.9: Night Terrors

I'd thought about holding this post over as I only finished my review of 'Let's Kill Hitler' for This Way Up this evening - I'll link to it when it's posted - and I am, as the saying goes, somewhat Whoed out. However, no time like the present...

'Night Terrors' feels early on like a homage to the Russell T Davies era of the programme, a conscious acknowledgement that the programme has moved on but can still draw some nutrients from the layers of Daviesian compost. Even so, Rory acknowledges that viewers these days don't expect the TARDIS to take them somewhere they could have gone on a bus; but for the village-dwelling Leadworth two, the flats are more foreign than an alien planet.

( Behind a cut, on reflection: The fan experience? Dogs? Bedroom cupboards? Chronological and emotional fumblings? )