Continuing the descent of Melís character in season 24, Paradise Towers sees the character practically orgasming with excitement from her very first scene and right through to the last. They really donít want Mel to be a Kang and I fear it may be because of her ridiculous clothes and over-enthusiastic attitude...Can you believe that Mel chomps down on that cookie the size of Wales covered in whipped cream after the hell she gave the sixth Doctor for his sizeable girth?
What I do like is her confidence; she might be voluminous when faced with danger but that doesn't stop her turning down Pexís offer of help and being brave enough to explore on her own. "Iíve got to help my friend and I canít waste any more tiiimmmeee!"
Ė Bonnie really is on a sugar high in this story, stressing every other word...has Bonnie ever been this squeaky voiced before? After all the perils she has faced so far in the Towers why the hell does Mel go for a swim?
This is not a convincing human being on any level. With danger hiding in every corner you can bet your bottom dollar that there will be something nasty lurking beneath the water. Watch Mel throughout this story, she has this uncanny habit of standing back and sighing theatrically every time she sees something that pleases her. Pure pantomime
. Not Melís finest hour.
"She's perky all right. She makes you want to sneak up behind her with a pillow and suffocate her."
"But I'm a dangerous myrmidon! A graceful whirlwind of singing steel!!"
"So, do you want to duel? At dawn, perhaps? I love dueling at dawn!"
"Unfortunately, I can already tell nothing is going to be easy with this cheeky girl..."
"Where does she get all that energy from? The numbers of mitochondria in her cells are probably different from a normal person's. If only she could use some of that energy to better society..."
"I can't even imagine Kirino-senpai without energy."
"Ahh, Excel. Wastefully cheerful as always, I see..."
"You nearly forgot this is going to be an exciting night. Everything you are about to do next is exciting. It is always exciting. You are excited."
"Oh, I can carry it," the child responded cheerfully. "It isn't heavy. I've got all my worldly goods in it, but it isn't heavy. And if it isn't carried in just a certain way the handle pulls out—so I'd better keep it because I know the exact knack of it. It's an extremely old carpet-bag. Oh, I'm very glad you've come, even if it would have been nice to sleep in a wild cherry-tree. We've got to drive a long piece, haven't we? Mrs. Spencer said it was eight miles. I'm glad because I love driving. Oh, it seems so wonderful that I'm going to live with you and belong to you. I've never belonged to anybody—not really. But the asylum was the worst. I've only been in it four months, but that was enough. I don't suppose you ever were an orphan in an asylum, so you can't possibly understand what it is like. It's worse than anything you could imagine. Mrs. Spencer said it was wicked of me to talk like that, but I didn't mean to be wicked. It's so easy to be wicked without knowing it, isn't it? They were good, you know—the asylum people. But there is so little scope for the imagination in an asylum—only just in the other orphans. It was pretty interesting to imagine things about them—to imagine that perhaps the girl who sat next to you was really the daughter of a belted earl, who had been stolen away from her parents in her infancy by a cruel nurse who died before she could confess. I used to lie awake at nights and imagine things like that, because I didn't have time in the day. I guess that's why I'm so thin—I am dreadful thin, ain't I? There isn't a pick on my bones. I do love to imagine I'm nice and plump, with dimples in my elbows."