Review of Mummy on the Orient Express
Warning: This review contains episode-specific spoilers and wild speculation about future episodes.
I feel like I ought to be head-over-heels about this episode, yet I'm not. And I can't quite put my finger on why.
It was extremely atmospheric; both sets and costumes were phenomenal. It had an excellent monster; the mummy was hair-raisingly creepy, and made enough sense to remain satisfying once unveiled. The effects were good, the acting was (as always) good, the soundtrack was very good... So why aren't I simply giddy?
I think it's the continuing soap opera.
Although it sets the stage and introduces the mystery of the Foretold, the first ten minutes of the episode is spent on showing how the Doctor's relationship with Clara is suffering. They're out for their "last hurrah"—Clara's version of pity sex, in effect. "I was saying goodbye," she tells Maisie. "You can't end on a slammed door." (Of course, if one feels that way, it's not really over.)
I find it really interesting that the production team did everything in their power to make it seem like Clara had really cut her ties with the Doctor, and that he was on his own in this adventure until the opening scene. Check out the official site's page for this episode or the Radio Times poster. Neither one has Jenna Coleman listed as part of the cast. Clara isn't in any of the clips in the episode trailer. Why were they so dead set on keeping her appearance a secret (it seems to be about the only thing that hasn't leaked—maybe because no one cared)? It's not like anyone believed she was gone for good.
But as I was saying, much of the focus of the last few episodes has been on Clara and her frame of mind. Part of me is really frustrated by this obsession with the Companion's POV; another part finds the exploration through her eyes of who this Doctor is fascinating. Either way, though, when you peel away the heavy relationship subplot of the episode, you're left with some good shit.