TV-Drama: Doctor Who 2013 Christmas Special

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Yesterday, after a long and hard Christmas I finally had a chance to sit down and enjoy the latest episode of Doctor Who. As I sat down and started the Christmas special I felt… sad. Matt Smith might not have been my favorite Doctor, but after years of following the man I still was feeling a bit down at the idea of him disappearing for good. I can distinctly remember how David Tennant’s transformation affected me… namely almost putting me off the whole series for good, and I wasn’t looking forward to the regeneration.

Little did I know that by the end of the special I wouldn’t be sad, nor would I be angry or any other extreme of emotion that I’ve grown used to getting from watching Doctor Who… I didn’t even feel hollow. My entire reaction when the 11th Doctor Regenerated into the 12th, and everything up till then was a resounding… “Meh.”

I don’t know if it was simply me, but for some reason I could not for the life of me find anything special about this regeneration. Sure, there was enough fireworks, but I didn’t feel the same rush I did when the 10th Doctor spoke his last words: “I don’t want to go…” For me that is the worst thing of all. I’ve grown so used to DW serving my appetite for emotions that not getting any from what is supposed to be Matt Smith’s grand finale is unforgivable.

Well… the episode might not have been for me, but lets hope that in a few months the new Doctor can bring us back to the edge of our seats, eh?

This is Olli, signing off.