Quite! "How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love Doctor Who". That is something I did a long time ago. It's an over-the-top, relatively low-budget BBC show which always had (and I hope always will have) ambitions that outweigh its practical limitations. Go there for some fun. But as Tegan's Auntie Vanessa memorably said "when you stop enjoying it, give it up".
That said, I really, really struggled with the sound last night (music and sound drowning out the dialogue in many of the action scenes) which was really annoying cos it took me out of 'The Zone'. It seems a lot of others are complaining of the same thing. And I don't get that with other tv programmes. I can't actually recall last night's big Universe-shredding cliffhanger because I was fretting about the weird distorted sound. And I felt the very silly and shouty opening sequence would have immediately put off the casual viewer tuning in to see what all the fuss what about. Catching the viewer's attention right from the start is one thing, but a bizarre, crazy, migraine-inducing, credulity-stretching assault on your Sunday evening sensibilities is likely to have the opposite effect. I know that my partner for one would have turned it off after those first 2 minutes - hah! As if I would let him get anywhere near the remote while Doctor Who is on!!
Anyway, onwards and upwards, as they say. Mary Secole and Sontarans in the Crimea next week. Bring it on!