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Mood:
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Listening to: Jamie Cullum
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Reading: The Book of lost things
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Watching: Doctor Who
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Playing: "find the life"....
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Eating: pasta, bread and yoghurt - student nutrition
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Drinking: Starbux Starbux and then some Starbux
Spoilers for all 4 Series of the new Doctor Who and the 2009/2010 specials, i.e. "The End of Time" y'all!
Russel MIDDLENAME Davies!!!! I told you to stop it, didn't I? DIDN'T I? But you didn't listen! You had to go and write The End of Time, didn't you?!?!
Completely, totally and utterly heartbroken. I haven't felt this bad because of fictional circumstances since "The forest Again" in Deathly Hallows back in 2007. (Come to think of it.. this WAS abit like "The forest again"... Maybe that's why cried like a maniac. I'm not an simply crazy, I respond extra strongly to fictional chaarcters staggering towards their death. My own type of obsessed. Hm...)
Mind you, that was the END of 7 years of fandom.
Doctor Who, I've watched for all of two weeks now, and it's "only" the end of Ten.
But, oh boy, what an end it was.
Thoughts (completely unstructured):
- Wilf is an officer and a gentleman. The first lonely tear tumbled down my cheek when he told the Master he'd be proud to be the Doctor's father (the second one followed when the Doctor returned the compliment)
- him visiting all of his companions one last time. Oh my God, I wept. Martha and Mickey? A bit... Gimmicky, isn't it? Oh, and who am I kidding, the visit he pays to Rose triggered a new sob in the opera of silent tears that had been going on for a good 30 Minutes at that point (right form the moment the Doctor turned Wilf's gun on the Timelords, the waterworks were activated)
- he called Donna his best friend. And too right he was.
- "I don't want to go!" well, thank effing god, took you long enough, you suicidal bastard! (The "but then again" is to come at the next point)In that same vein: I have high hopes for #11. Seriously, he did well in the few seconds we saw him. I'm looking forward to it. They'll definitely actively destroy some of #10's mannerisms, to make it a clean break and all. And everytime they change something, ("Uh, pears! I love pears!")I'll scream "NOOO-AH!", but I'll enjoy it. Tons.
- But then again; I get it. You're sick of it. Or... were sick of it. Never getting to keep anything, always travelling, always alone (perhaps by choice? Hm, let me save my judgement on that..). Your life blows. Bigtime. You are such a hero. Honestly. Tragic and terrifying and yet compassionate and flawed and wonderful. The character arc of the past 4 seasons was a delight. Even though it left you exactly where you stared 4 seasons ago. I'm just holding on to the hope that some of the experiences stuck, 'kay?
- "Worst. Rescue! EVAAAHHH!", oh Ten, I'm going to miss you so much.
- Christ, Tennant, you can act. I am going tto miss you dearly. Didn't hurt that you were so easy on my geeky eye, either. But mainly the powerfull/hilarious/energetic/spot-on acting. Really.
So: Keep calm, and Allons-y. Or should I say: Geronimo?
Chris and David were fantastic. I think he's going to try to fit into shoes which are far too big for him...
Omg I know who he reminds me of now! It's that guy who came in as a patient on Grey's Anatomy, the boy who had tumours all over his face... no not attractive at all.
But as sad as they were...they were brilliant all the same.
ah well. Tennant will forever be MY Doctor.