Everything has been building up to this moment: The Doctor’s last hurrah. He’s out of regenerations and he’s destined to end up in Trenzalore – the planet that will play host to the Doctor’s final resting place.
I’m going to preface this by saying that I am one of two Token Brits that write for Nerdophiles. Because of this, my affinity for Doctor Who runs deep within my terribly English veins. Doctor Who has played a part in my life for years, and Eleven (Matt Smith) has been arguably one of the very best Doctors that we’ve ever seen.
The episode is a slow burner, with the Doctor juggling cooking a Christmas turkey with Clara to saving the population of a town called Christmas, as well as facing his own mortality and the potential that his home planet, Gallifrey is still out there.
Time of the Doctor showcases Matt Smith’s range within the role. From crazy naked (yes ladies, naked) capers with Clara and her family, to facing the very real consequences of his residence within the town of Christmas and the war that is slowly marching towards his doorstep. He is aware of his limitations, and focuses on what he can do before his time is truly up and the war that rips Trenzalore apart takes it’s final victim.
Of course in true Doctor Who tradition there are twists and turns along the way. Silence falls, but not how we thought it would. MOFFAT!
Matt Smith’s final moments as the Doctor were truly beautiful (and utterly hysteria-inducing), rivaling that of Tennant’s “I don’t want to go”. The actual regeneration was short and sweet just as it needed to be to give newbie Peter Capaldi a nice 30 seconds of screen time.
It’s too early to form an opinion of the Twelfth Doctor, but his time to shine is just around the corner.
So for now… Goodbye Raggedy Man, you’ll be sorely missed.