Final Ten Special...

[logansrogue]

Oh man, I have been sobbing for the past twenty minutes, and that was during the end of that special. WAY TO RIP MY HEART OUT, RUSSEL T. See, when other Doctors went, it was okay. You know why? It was matter-of-fact, it was just a bit of a pain in the arse for the Doctor and he never seemed to really mind the process much.

But not for this regeneration, no. It's like the sci-fi equivalent of the Hanna Barbera version of Charlotte's web, with poor Wilbur screaming "I DON'T WANNA DIE!" and poor fucking Charlotte wistfully singing till she curls up in a ball and fucking dies!

So here I am bawling my bloomin' eyes out! Cause he didn't want to fucking go! And then he made the change and he seemed fine. Thank fucking CHRIST.

I hope this here marks the end of WAY EMO DOCTOR. Cause I can do without that depression in my show that ostensibly distracts me from pain and anguish in my life. The WOOHOO is good, The battiness is good. I like the look of Eleven. Me likey, much likey. He's adorable and kooky.

Strangely, my viewing experience was enhanced by my incredibly sensitive body. When I'm stressed, when those stress hormones are released in my body, they go straight to my bowels.

So when the Doctor was gritting his teeth, panting, tears rolling from his eyes, doing his best to make it back to the TARDIS, I'm there gritting my teeth, panting, tearing up, hoping to God that I don't shit myself from all the bowel cramps I'm having. Either shitting or vomiting, one of the two.

I was so relieved when the credits rolled, cause I was like, "FINALLY I CAN TAKE A CRAP! I mean... OH TEN! Yeah - crap time."

That said, in the Multiverse RPG I play in? I'm starting to collect the Doctors. Four, Ten, and I'm really thinking I'll want to nab Eleven.

The Multiverse RPG I'm in is open to everyone, by the by. :D

OH! AND THANK YOU RTD FOR THE HAPPY ENDING FOR PEOPLE. THANK YOU. JUST - FUCKING FINALLY. SMILES AND WOOHOO!

Comments

[angriest.livejournal.com]

I hated the main plot immensely. Everything from the knocking four times onwards was some of the best work RTD and his team ever did.

And Matt Smith had me convinced at "I'M A GIRL!!!"

[logansrogue.livejournal.com]

The main plot was shit. How can he fuck up a Gallifrey plot so badly? I just don't get it. Either writers write a really cool story with Gallifrey, or TOTALLY PISS IT DOWN THEIR LEGS.

I KNOW, RIGHT? "I'm still not ginger!" And then grabbing hold of the controls and crowing with glee? Oh boy, we're gonna have some fun! :D

(No really, I loved it. He was all, "DON'T WANNA DIE! DON'T WANNA DIE! DON'T WANNA-AAAAAARGH!!! Oh.... am I all here? Yes? WOOHOO!"

It was like a big finger to the emo, and that makes me happy.

[angriest.livejournal.com]

The visuals were brilliant, the image of Gallifrey burning past Earth so close it could pull off its atmosphere was wonderful, the whole idea that this hellish war was going to come screaming back into the universe- and then as soon as the story got to the place it could have finally been a bit interesting, RTD ended it.

Second half though? Magic.

[logansrogue.livejournal.com]

Yeah, spot on.

The ending was too sad for me. I hate sad endings. Though Eleven made up for it.