Can we just have Doctor Who back that involved The Doctor, a companion, some chums and maybe a tin dog going around the universe in the TARDIS having a laugh while helping save planets
No complicated bullshit involving companions who have time heads or give birth to time heads or somehow acquire a time head.
Normal ordinary companions who have never done anything out of the ordinary in their lives. People who work in shops and offices. People who have normal families. People who had normal childhoods. People who become ordinarily brilliant because of the things they learn when they go with The Doctor.
Is that too much to ask? Do we need months of ‘is she this?’, ‘is she that?’? No. We’ve done that. Time to strip back to basics. I’m not asking for Rose Tyler to be brought back, or Donna Noble, or Martha Jones. I’m asking for a new kind of ordinary. Someone we can all relate to on a completely ordinary level.
I’m sure some of you will mistake this for Moffat bashing, and no I’m not overly keen on the guy or his writing, but this isn’t about him. It’;s just about the show getting a tad repetitive. It isn’t as relatable as it was a few years ago, and no that wasn’t all down to RTD because he wasn’t the only person who wrote for the show. It needs to be brought back to basics again. No more ‘the show will change in a way it never has before’, no more ‘The Doctor will never be the same again’. I just wish the BBC would stop trying to fix what was never broken in the first place. Stop fiddling.
This has been a rant. Thank you for not listening.
I’m not even going to hide it, Jen Lawrence and Tom Hiddleston have single handily stored my faith in performing arts people. You see so many doing it so very very wrong but these two, these two actually tell the truth. They actually want people to believe in themselves for all the right reasons. They don’t bullshit you with fake crap you don’t need. You want to dance? Then fucking dance. You want to eat? Then fucking eat and enjoy what you’re eating. I mean look how happy these two people seem to be. It’s not because they don’t give a fuck about what people think, they do, but they simply enjoy life for what it is. A little bit of dancing, a little bit of working, a lot of eating and a shitting bucket load of laughing. Time to stop laughing at someone because they can’t dance as well as you, time to stop poking fun at the person who chose the burger and not the salad. After all if they are happy doing that then who’s having the last laugh really? You dance badly and you eat a pizza or whatever while doing it if that’s what makes you smile. Smiling humans are the best humans.