
Kicks. Ass.
Yes, I’m a week behind (or more, in some quarters), but this is the best episode from Series 3 to date. We got action. We got humor. We got menace. We got drama. We got great makeup. We got cat nuns (and more). We got lots of backstory service. We got the Doctor really angry. We got the Doctor really sad. We got the Doctor spilling his guts. We got …
Very. Nice. Episode.
I watched it, but Margie hasn’t. Noodge her to do so whilst I’m off on business, otherwise I’ll have to do so when I get back. Though that would only mean I have to watch it again, and … well, that wouldn’t be that bad a thing.
Thanks, Doyce
I’m really enjoying this season. I have loved David Tennant from the get go. However, I was never really a fan of Rose, and less so after Christopher Eccleston left. Freema Ageyman’s Martha Jones is becoming one of my favorite companions.
I wasn’t as happy with Rose after Eccleston left. I’m enjoying Martha a lot.