This Bad Wolf just spent seven full hours watching the whole of David Tennant's last five specials on the Canadian Space Network. Thanks Space! We watched each episode in pretty much rapt silence, eating far too many Christmas leftovers and slowly turning off the lights as the night went on until we were watching The End of Time in darkness. Tennant's face glowed out in front of us, and I will admit that I cried some sad tears as Tennant said farewell to all of his old cast mates.
Look, there are a bunch of bad things to say about this two-parter, and if you read my review of Children of Earth, you'll know I'm quite relieved to have RTD finally say farewell. He did his bit, but he bored me. In fact, Part I of End of Time had some moments that were downright silly and elicited a few giggles. While he gave us plot lines in his time that I would never wish to have missed out on, I think the planet moving and ridiculous overwrought stories have had their day in the sun. It was, however, nice to see him honour Donna and Wilf once more in a way that was quite suiting, and to tie up some loose threads. But this wasn't RTD's farewell to me.
It all belonged to Tennant, every minute of it, and it made me wonder if another actor could have overshadowed the shortcomings the scripts sometimes gave him these few seasons to make it glow in its reincarnation. Hooray for Eccleston too and all that, let no Doctor be bereft of praise. Tennant is just my Doctor, and I'm really going to miss him. I'll watch his seasons over and over again in the future.
So goodbye to you, sweet David. Have fun in your post-Doctor career. We're all rooting for you!
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