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This is your Spoiler Alert. Don’t read if you haven’t seen the season finale of Series 7 of Doctor Who.
50 years. Series 7. 11 Doctors. Clara. All these things have come and gone. So what is left to explore? We learn in this finale where the show will go next and it’s not about new lands or future times, instead it’s about the past. A very specific origin. The Doctor’s origin. There is probably no better place to go in the TARDIS than the start.
For this finale, we didn’t get the name of the Doctor as many of us believed we would, but we did get a look at the face that started it all. When Steven Moffat said we would never see the Doctor again after the credits rolled on The Name of the Doctor - he wasn’t kidding.
The episode started with Clara’s identity finally being revealed. She’s the Doctor’s protector. But she doesn’t know why, so we have to let the story take us there.
I would like to make a new Who rule. Neil Gaiman must write an episode for every season of Doctor Who from now until his fingers can no longer form a proper fist around a pencil.
The fact is he’s a genius. But this week, he really proved it.
From this point on, it’s all spoilers.
He revived the Cybermen, both for the sake of the story and the sake of the series.
He gave Matt Smith the most incredible scenario to play out - bringing out all of Smith’s best qualities as an actor and truly giving him the kind of opportunity to play in a way he often doesn’t get to when he has to serve as the “explainer” like most episodes.
He let someone else save the day. And that someone is totally awesome in real-life and on screen. So let’s talk about how that happened.
The Crimson Horror isn’t your average time travel adventure. Why? Because it’s adventure with my favorite Victorian trio: Strax, Jenny and Vastra. I’m so glad they’re back.
We find the crime frighting team at Sweetland, a residence that takes in the sick, sad and apparently naive. It’s a borderline religious cult, borderline utopian country club. Their goal? To build a better world. Yeah, sounds like a great place to invest in a time share.
This is your spoiler alert. Do not keep reading if you don’t want to be spoiled.
If you asked me how the Doctor solved the TARDIS’s engine explosion at the end of Journey to the Centre of the TARDIS - I’m not sure I could give you a succinct answer. Normally, this would drive me mad. But dammit if I absolutely don’t care this week.
Journey takes us to a place we really have never been before, but we all love so dearly. Inside the TARDIS. We have been teased time and time again. Most notably when the defensive features forced Rory to see himself aging over and over again in his quest to get back to Amy. But this was different. This was about the engineering and construction and personality of the TARDIS and it was truly exhilarating. And I must admit that it was all the better because we got to meet her last year thanks to Nail Gaiman.
This is the point where I tell you to stop reading because of spoilers. You’ve been warned.
What am I supposed to be feeling right now, Doctor? Hmm? Why are you so cold? So suspicious? So willing to inflict pain on others and show not the slightest bit of concern for their sacrifice? I am beginning to think that the mystery of Clara Oswald is what she’s going to do to the Doctor’s psyche.
And yeah, I’m worried.
At minute two, Clara and the Doctor show up at a “haunted” house in 1974 where a former military officer and a psychic are trying to find and save a “lost soul” who is inhabiting the officer’s home. But we know the Doctor and he’s no ghost buster. Something else is going on here.
Spoilers after the jump.
Three episodes into BBC’s post-Doctor Who slot and I’m kind of obsessed with Orphan Black. I didn’t think this would happen. After all, I wasn’t expecting much because the BBC has a hit and miss track record for sci-fi. It’s not the sci-fi monsters that bring me back to DW every week - it’s the characters and the writing. Yet, here I am, pacing the internet for good reviews of this new creeping crawling drama and I can officially admit I’m hooked.
You know what’s weird? I feel guilty for being skeptical. It has all the makings of something I would love:
Whether it’s a book, movie, comic or TV show - if it has these three components, I’m a sucker. And then there’s Fe, short for Felix, Sarah’s foster brother and a regular source of truly comic, comic relief.
After three weeks, here’s where I hope the show is going.
