I dislike “The Angels Take Manhattan” even more than I did last week’s “The Power of Three”, but it’s not a worse episode: On the contrary – the heady heights it climbs to are wonderful, but only serve to underline the depths of inconsistency and stupidity it falls to, especially around the last act of the episode.
Like “The Power of Three”, the episode suffers from having too many ideas to squeeze into 40 minutes – the most glaring of which, of course, are the departure of longtime companions Amy Pond and Rory Williams. I loved these characters, and was hoping that “The Angels Take Manhattan” to be a climactic, dramatic swan-song.
Which is where we run into the big problem. This episode isn’t about Amy and Rory leaving, it’s about…well, the Weeping Angels in Manhattan. Both these ideas are rock-solid concepts for classic episodes, but they just don’t work as well when crammed together, and neither the malevolent statues or ebullient Scots can get enough focus. (more…)