And the Best Doctor Is (part 3/3)
The story so far… Noticing that each series of the post-revival Doctor Who tends to follow a similar formula, and include equivalent types of episode (eg. the celebrity historical, the […]
The story so far… Noticing that each series of the post-revival Doctor Who tends to follow a similar formula, and include equivalent types of episode (eg. the celebrity historical, the […]
The story so far… I decided to find out who is the best Doctor since the series returned in 2005. Since each “incarnation” of the Doctor is written with their […]
Tomorrow night’s when withdrawal kicks in. For the first time in 13 weeks, no Doctor Who, and there won’t be new episodes on television until Christmas. But if you’re not […]
Everyone has a favourite Doctor (right?) but how can you really decide who is the greatest? There are so many factors – not just how the character is written and […]
As season the Doctor Who series fnarg finale kicks off in around an hour, we’ll soon be able to declare a winner in the Doctor Who Tournament: which Doctor has […]
I think there’s quite a good little story about Roman Autons inside this overblown introduction to the season fnarg finale, but unfortunately it’s been smothered by a menagerie of meanies […]
It’s three weeks until we’ll have a winner in the Football World Cup. Two weeks until we know the Wimbledon Champion. But it’s just one week until Matt Smith first […]
Matt Smith is already one of the most obviously alien incarnations of the Doctor. Sticking him in a flat with James Cordon not only emphasises this but also proves his […]
With a “does exactly what it says on the tin” title, and an author whose name promises a particular compound of humour and sentiment, there were going to be no […]
If The Hungry Earth reminded me of a myriad of Pertwee episodes then there was something of the Davison about the second in the new-Who “Doctor Who and the Silurians” […]
Season Fnarg’s second two parter plays like Classic Who’s Greatest Hits. The drill reminded me of Inferno. The forcefield reminded me of The Deamons. Unless you’re exceedingly good at avoiding […]
If I’m still thinking about last night’s TV while chewing on the breakfast croissant it is sadly often because I can’t put my finger on where it all went wrong. […]