Well, what to say? Most people have already said it all, and it’s interesting to see how many anti-female-Doctor fans are out there. (What about the Master? And him fancying Missy? That’s weird enough.)
I really don’t care, as long as the new Doctor can act, and they get a decent script to work with. I don’t know Jodie Whittaker at all. I like her surname. She looks nice in general. I’ll await the future and see what I think.
Perhaps it was the sex-change aspect Peter Capaldi was referring to when he hinted that the next re-generation will be more difficult? We’ll see.
Another thing that surprised me this week was an informal poll on social media as to people’s favourite assistant. Bill came last or second last with most who took part. And as I said before, I think she’s the best we’ve had. I don’t get it. The last few episodes of this season of Doctor Who proved her greatness, as far as I’m concerned.
And that of Peter Capaldi. He has done extremely well this season. I don’t want him to go, but I reckon that’s why he should. Let him leave on a high.
Spent a couple of days last week watching the last two thirds of season ten with Daughter who had lagged behind for various reasons. It was good to see most of them again in quick succession, and watching again meant I noticed details I’d missed.
I’ll miss Bill, and I’ll miss no.12. But the others have become good friends, so I see no reason why no. 13 can’t win me over as well.
It was a better end than I had imagined. But it was still an end, and even the hardened witch felt a little upset at saying goodbye to David Tennant. So I can almost guess how Daughter felt. Almost. I had offered a very large hankie, but it had been declined.
David himself must have felt bad too, both at deciding to leave, and when filming the last part. Let’s hope he did the right thing.
Letting the Master be slightly less than totally evil seems to have satisfied Daughter. It didn’t bother me. But I was glad to see the last of quite so many Master faces. That grin could easily make a person go insane. So cactii is racist? Sorry, didn’t mean to be.
I was just about hoping they wouldn’t show Matt Smith in this episode, but I suppose if they’d left him out, it would have been harder still to break into the part. If we hadn’t been in mourning, he’d have been fine. I’m sure he was fine. Really.
They handled the Doctor’s goodbyes well. It sort of brought closure to things for all concerned. But Alonso? Honestly.
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I thought of it first. Or rather, I thought of it before it was mentioned on Doctor Who this evening. So there.
They really had to spice up the Master so that he could match the Doctor’s sticky-uppy hair, as Wilfred calls it. Blond will have to do. It at least made him look cooler, while he still managed the stark, raving mad quite nicely.
Whereas Daughter enjoyed herself, Son was being quietly, or not so quietly, sarcastic about it all. Having two Lord Asriels in the one episode made up for things a little, however.
The cactii were charming, as cactii go. Wilfred continues to be lovely, and I have no idea how poor Donna is doing, except she’s less out of it than you’d think.
And surely this was the saddest we’ve seen Doctor Tennant so far?