Doctor Who. I miss being excited about Doctor Who.
I miss looking forward to streaming the show every week. I miss being excited for the Christmas special. I miss the cliffhangers and the recurring characters and the personalities of the individual doctors.
I just saw an ad for the new series in September and I literally thought “meh.”
I remember a time where you’d see nothing but the show on your dash, and all the posts had 10,000+ notes because literally everyone loved it and got excited about it.
I think the idea of fandom lost traction everywhere around the same time the show started doing plot circles, so people lost interest and it died a slow, agonizing death.
I didn’t ever think it would get here, but it has, and somewhere it makes me sad.
Moffat. Moffat is how we got here.
I think fans finally noped out of it with the 50th anniversary. Or they only stuck around to see the regeneration episode. LIke, smith to capaldi regeneration wasn’t absolutely “meh” and when you have no reaction with regeneration you know you failed as a writer. but yeah, the absolute shit retcon of the doctor destroying but not actually destroying gallifrey (Despite him never actually destroying in the first place he just put it in time lock which they almost escaped from which led to the death of 10 but hey who is counting continuity?) and the dumb rapid regeneration that was just “hey, rememebr these characters you don’t care about that I killed off but nor really? let them try to tug your heartstrings even though they’re cheap ripoffs of better companions”
Moffat is not good at writing things with 50+ years of lore behind it. He was good at single episodes but not entire arcs and that is where doctor who stopped being worth it.
I think a lot of the discourse on here, esp about intra-community issues, comes from the perspective of people who are a part of pretty insular leftist queer communities and assume everyone else engaging w their writing is too. so you have stuff like “white trans people are celebrated when they come out” or “everyone wants to fuck transmasc genderqueer people” as statements people are making, which are very very true in some cases from within these really insular communities but seem like you’re blogging from another dimension to people who like, live in small town Iowa.
I think this is why we get a lot of the tumblr arguments we get. like one person’s like “ask every single person you meet for pronouns no exceptions or you’re a bad person” and someone reading that who isn’t part of an urban leftist queer scene is like??? you want me to as the aggressively homophobic straight men who live in my open carry state for their pronouns?????? but no one wants to add “disclaimer: I go to smith college/live in Montreal/have completely forgotten what fear feels like” to their posts
Story time: I went to boarding school and one day my dad sent me a letter and told me to open it in the dining hall so I was like ??? maybe he sent something for my friends too. So I take it to dinner and open it, and it turns out it’s a card. A record-your-voice card in which my dad recorded himself yelling at the top of his lungs about how my dog pooped on the carpet. And that is the story of how my dad sent me a Howler one day.
And now every Harry Potter fan has a new idea on how to torment current/future children. Thank you person’s father.
