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March 2017



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so good to be alive when the eulogies are read.

This is going to be a long blog post full of Doctor Who fanwank.

You have been warned.

Also? SPOILERS!!!!!


So, after skipping the last season and a half of 10, and nearly all of 11 that wasn't written by Neil or a Christmas episode, I came back, like a strayed lamb, for the fiftieth.

...and I surprised myself by in general, without nitpicking (I could nitpick), liking it a lot. The Doctor being generous of spirit. Check. (A thing I felt often lacking in 10's tenure--a writing, not an acting, issue) Structural and narrative integrity? Check. The beautiful play of the sonic screwdriver joke into the deadly serious climactic reveal? Check. Archive footage?

Oh god. I made a noise, you guys. A NOISE. 

God bless CGI, you guys. My heart.

I wanted to see 8.5 regen into 9, but I guess the powers that be aren't over fucking with the honorable Chris Eccleston yet, so fuck them sideways. And that is Not Elizabeth Tudor, you motherfuckers. Not in any parallel Earth.

Although yes, I laughed at the deconstruct of the "Body of a weak and feeble woman" quote. Well played, sirs. Well played.

But anyway, what I want to talk about is Osgood. Osgood, yes. And Osgood's scarf. And Four.

Where did she get that scarf, I ask you? Why is she the girl who calmly (and compassionately) hands her Zygon impersonator her inhaler when it has an asthma attack? Why is she the person who, when the world is falling down around her ears, screams, "Doctor, help me!"

People. This is not Osgood's first rodeo. And she's not screaming for 10, 11, or 8.5 for that matter. She barely knows any of them.

...Perhaps I should put it this way.

What is Tom Baker not wearing, when he shows up at the very end, stepping out of his retirement for a word with his future self? (Yes, we once saw him regenerate at a much younger age... but Time heals paradoxies, do it ain't?)

I say ye, Osgood is not just one Osgood's daughter*. She is Four's last Companion.

You doubt me. I see it in your eyes.

But what gesture does young Osgood make, in her scarf, when she hands her Zygon counterpart the inhaler, preserving its life--and by not revealing themselves, protecting the pact the younger (older?) Doctors have forced upon her (both of her) colleagues?

...the prosecution rests.

*Tom by name


It's so perfectly Doctory, and it changes his sacrifice to a personal one rather than the sacrifice of countless others.

Yeah, that's what I hate about it. I was invested in the previous interpretation. I didn't want a Clever Plan; I just wanted to know that the story I'd been watching for several years was real, and actually meant something*. I know that there's a lot of Doctor Who history, and that series 1-4 are only a small part of that. I know that the characterization of 9 and 10 is pretty wildly different from previous Doctors. But they were my introduction to the series, and I loved them, partly because they often faced impossible choices and hard losses, and above all, consequences. And a lot of the emotional weight of that stemmed from this one huge morally questionable sacrifice at the outset.

If we're moving past that period in the show, that's okay. I won't (I don't) like the show as much, but it's a return to a more classic feel and conception and characterization, and I understand why people would be happy about that. But please don't undercut the previous era to do it.

*With the caveat that I am all for any Clever Plans on the part of 11 that save Gallifrey/some Time Lords, but that do not undo the initial decision on the part of the War Doctor that forms the basis of my understanding of the show I've been watching for the past seven series. 10 and 11 can be clever! Just not John Hurt.

Edited at 2013-11-29 10:47 am (UTC)
You've no idea how happy I was to find your comments here - I've been feeling very alone with that opinion!