Greetings lesser mortals, it is I, the Doctor’s dark side personified (hang on, isn’t that a spoiler?! -Ed). Quiet, human.
Living in a world where so much of Classic Who, and Series 23 in particular, is ignored by current so-called fans of the show I have found it necessary to find alternative means of employment.
Once whole galaxies trembled in my wake and empires fell and rose at my slightest whim. Once I was the ultimate destiny of the last of the Time Lords!
Now I’m a reviewer on Kasterborous.
But from this latest set back I shall rise once again from the shadow of my past self and crush the universe once again in the dark grasp of Gallifrey.
But for just now; a review.
Not the best of starts one must admit. Hard to say much about 2 minutes of footage where my so called better half doesn’t say anything and just listens to Pond wittering on.
“Hi Doctor. I love you, Doctor. Please save my baby, Doctor. Me, me, me.”
“I’m sorry I gave birth to a weapon that’ll kill you”?
“Thanks for raising an entire army to come and rescue me”?
Oh no, it’s just all about her isn’t it? I tell you; when I finally rise again she’ll be my first victim. Damn ginger companions. And damn their partiality to ginger coloured drinks.
Irn Bru, Irn Bru, Irn Bru………