So, Doctor Who is back and we’re already three episodes in. I’ve always been a fan of the Doctor and the past few years have been a bit uneven to say the least. Christopher Eccleston was something of a high point, David Tennant had some great episodes but was over-whelmed by the show’s new found insistence on recurring characters and having everything linked up wazoo, plus his whole zany shtick got very tired very quickly. Matt Smith was fantastic, classic even, but tied to mostly terrible episodes. In all, although I’ve kept watching because there were moments and people that made the work worthwhile, the whole thing was convoluted where it should have been complex and ‘wacky’ when fun is much more fun…
…but now we have Peter Capaldi, and things are looking really good. The opener was a bit stretched (too much getting to know you stuff but it’s all about ‘jumping on’ so I get the point and the Paternoster Gang are eye-rollingly bad), the second, Dalek meets Fantastic Voyage (1966), was excellent, so please bring back Ben Wheatley for some more directing, and Robot of Sherwood was just as good despite being wildly different and clearly labelled ‘disposable’.
This is how I like my Doctor Who. Different each week with a Doctor who is just enough of a dick to give the character some dimension. Think I might start reviewing the episodes properly if they carry on in this interesting vein.