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The Eleventh Doctor was where I fell off Doctor Who, I am generally not a fan of him or his era, and I've gathered that's probably not a super uncommon opinion, but that scene where he brings Vincent Van Gogh to the future to a gallery of his work while Bill Nighy delivers a monologue about how good Van Gogh is in earshot....
that is Cheap and Manipulative and it still hits every goddamn time. Tony Curran is so good here.
What I really like about this episode too is that he still commits suicide in the end, and it's not explained as, like, "it's a fixed point in time" or whatever like it usually is. The show just acknowledges that one happy day out, no matter how joyful, can't fix depression. It can't fix poverty.
I really didn't like 11 either but there were a few bangers in there
there's a stunt writer for this one which helps make it exceptional. i'm not at liberty to find out who atm
I stopped watching during Matt Smith's tenure and I feel a bit bad about that because it's not quite Smith's fault. all the same, when they bring in John Hurt to say "I have no idea who either of you are! I haven't the FAINTEST idea!" it's a bit cathartic. why'd they have to make the Doctor so...I dunno, chaotic
Oh yeah, I'll be clear, my problem with 11 wasn't Matt Smith in any way. It was mostly, like... 9, comparatively, was this outwardly gruffer guy who at his core was compassionate and sweet; 11 always felt like the full opposite of that to me, wacky silly affectations covering something cold and calculating on the inside.
that's a good point. Moffat seemed to like leaning heavily into the idea that the Doctor was really dangerous underneath, which may well be true, but...well, he does like threatening people in those later incarnations, doesn't he
