#poor morbius

There’s a moment on the Brain of Morbius Blu-ray Behind the Sofa feature that’s pure joy — the kind of thing that reminds you why we love these commentaries as much as the stories themselves. There’s Katy Manning, watching the chaos unfold, her eyes wide, her heart enormous, her glasses on, then off, then on again — as if her compassion itself can’t decide whether to look or look away — and somewhere in the background Toby Hadoke, ever the voice of reason, trying to keep continuity on life support.

As the story darkens, Katy’s sympathy starts to shift. You can see it happening, bit by bit. The torches flare, the Sisterhood of Karn close in, and poor Morbius — this stitched-together monster of vanity and vengeance — staggers toward the cliff. And there’s Katy, hand to her mouth, whispering, “Oh, poor creature…” 😢

Cue Toby, valiantly reminding her that the brain inside that lumbering horror is a psychotic Time Lord criminal, bent on universal domination. “He’s the villain, Katy!” he protests, but it’s no use. Her empathy wins every time. She sees the trembling, not the tyranny; the pain, not the plot.

And that’s the magic of it. In a heartbeat, Behind the Sofa becomes its own little drama — the eternal Doctor Who argument between reason and compassion. One of them citing lore, the other feeling the story. Katy, bless her, always chooses love. And honestly, that’s the right choice. Because if The Brain of Morbius teaches us anything, it’s that monsters are often made, not born.