Doctor Who

The beginning of a magical storyline period and an unexpected taste of the power of the British Christmas series. And yet Russell T. Davies' prelude to the second season gave me an invaluable experience apart from the sleeping Doctor or the fighting hand. It was right here that I understood for the first time how much David Tennant is capable of, and that an unforgettable era can begin during the Christmas invasion. And I was right. (14/11/2013)

The heated emotions from the finale of last season haven't even had time to calm down, and already a talkative and perpetually unsatisfied redhead is showing up for a visit. It took me quite a while to get used to Donna's chatterbox nature for quite a while, but thankfully, the situations in which the Doctor has to react to a completely different type of companion turned out to be great. A surprising, confident, and most importantly, satisfying start to the second half of the Russell T. Davies era. (24/12/2013)

The most magnificent holiday adventure of the creative era of Russell T. Davies. The Doctor saves those who don't really deserve it, loses those we wish he could rescue, and delivers legendary monologues that make us want to take David Tennant home with us, and not just for Christmas. One of the easily repeatable journeys of the last Time Lord, which, thanks to a bit of stardust, leaves tiny sweetly painful scars on the soul. (24/12/2013)

Victorian London is always one of my greatest temptations and therefore it is a shame that the story with the second companion, calling "Allons-y!", remains the weakest Russell T. Davies special. I had already enjoyed the Cybermen enough by then and I didn't need to know any more details about their threads and circuits. Nevertheless, this journey eventually takes off at a good pace because instead of one David shooting with charisma, there are even two. David Morrissey supports David Tennant's usual melodramatics more than adequately, and when the winter atmosphere brings out the right family values, I start to get excited, I don't even know why. (12/03/2014)

A special without the need to wrap the plot around a Christmas atmosphere promised a mindless adventure, and thanks to the very lovely Michelle Ryan and the mood reminiscent of Raiders of the Lost Ark, it also brought it to me. Likewise, the relaxing adrenaline rush of David Tennant fits perfectly after various farewells and moving moments (and before a proper dose of others) and leaves only the most pleasant memories of the flying bus. (16/03/2014)

If you were expecting a carefree adventure with a pleasant mood from the last standalone episode of an era, which allows space for one last breath before jumping into the water, you couldn't have been further from the truth. The enemies are effectively moldering zombies and the expedition is hurtling toward an unpleasant end with every step. And the Doctor? He would tear open the heavens even for a forbidden rescue. During the most intense scenes, even the most loyal David Tennant-freaks get chills down their spines, and the wait for the End of Time suddenly becomes more demanding than ever before. (20/03/2014)

Those were some bad dreams that brought us the audience's favorite antagonist for the Doctor, and in combination with another (although still sufficiently disturbing) megalomaniac storyline about the end of everything and everyone, Russell T. Davies bids farewell in truly royal fashion. Although the entry to the Tardis takes the long way around, thanks to the perfectly emotive relationship between the main hero and Wilfred, and the exhibition of John Simm, David Tennant has someone to play off of and dazzle the whole time. A last breath before a jump into deep cold waters. (11/09/2014)

The boulder in the belly is heavier than when I, as a child, was anticipating the final shot of Apache Gold – and the realization that thanks to the Russell T. Davies era, Doctor Who will be immortal. Number 10 is my Doctor. (11/09/2014)

Though the fifth season in itself sufficiently indicated the possibilities of a new personality of the central hero, it was only during A Christmas Carol that I definitively understood that I will like the Doctor with Matt Smith's face. That's because this eternal story of past Christmases is not only magically mysterious, charmingly romantic, and perfectly nostalgic, but it also deeply touches the heart. It may not just be my favorite special, but after a moment of contemplation, also my favorite standalone story of this unruly traveler of time and space . His (so typical for this regeneration) thin line between a wise pilgrim and easily irritable child was never as clear as in moments with the tactless Sardick. (26/12/2015)

Lots of joy, lots of childlike naivety, thrilling mystery, and exactly according to my secret expectations, a small dose of tears. Steven Moffat's standalone specials simply grab your heart with such force that the poignant moments from Doctor Who have become a pleasant Christmas tradition. (26/12/2015)

The intertwined plotlines suit holidays in the Tardis as much as the childlike excitement from the previous two adventures, but they slightly distract from the actual essence of Christmas that characterizes the last Gallifreyan in this particular era. The circumstances then almost force me to label it the "weakest special," but that is probably due to the apparent hopelessness and sadness that even the Doctor cannot avoid and which this time remains deep in his heart. (26/12/2015)

Wandering in the jokes of recent seasons, a nod to the experts of the past and, at the same time, a pure Steven Moffat quality that couldn't and didn't want to be just a praise song. Thanks to the combination of Matt Smith's antics and David Tennant's unfailing eyes, The Day of the Doctor had the highest rating almost in the bank, but against the backdrop of the fall of Gallifrey, the burden of forgiveness, the changing appearance of the Tardis, the potential of hinted curatorship, or the magic of the last shot, there's nothing of fan service left for me to add. (02/12/2013)

The essence of the Eleventh Doctor packed into a single viewing. If Steven Moffat ever faced a real challenge, it was the anniversary episode The Day of the Doctor. And if there was a task before him that could cause a nervous breakdown, it was writing another rule-changing piece that must resolve something, conclude something, set something in motion – and above all, move you. For some, it is an incomprehensible tangle that is only a shadow of the soul that the series had during Matt Smith's tenure. For me, despite the fact that the Eleventh Doctor will never be the hero of my heart, it is (perhaps because of that) a perfectly tear-jerking, nostalgic, and exciting ending. I will always remember... (26/12/2015)

Awakening. The eighth season was full of hints of possibilities of a twelfth, but at the last moment, it always flinched and Peter Capaldi remained in the position of a bigger or smaller grump whom it is not difficult to like, but not exactly with a loved regeneration. Only at Christmas, he becomes the Doctor I need, and thanks to a few sincere laughs, he remains the second-favorite face of the beloved traveler, right after David Tennant. That it happens in a very clever spectacle spiced with graduated surprises for the viewer and with the assistance of pleasantly frosty enemies, is just another reason for the highest rating. This was surely not the last Christmas, but if it actually was, I could hardly be more fulfilled. (27/12/2015)

It's like loving the stars themselves. Comedy occasionally adventurous, occasionally romantic, occasionally situational, and quite often unashamedly crazy - while constantly covering up an undeniable fact. Namely, that the meeting of the Twelfth Doctor and River is the most sincere sweet treat, whose true power lies in nostalgia and in everything these two have experienced together, whether they played together or against each other. Quite possibly the best episode with Alex Kingston, which Steven Moffat resisted writing for all demanding fans for a long time, but I still don't believe that he didn't have it planned out in his head for many years in advance. (27/12/2015)

Some sagas can't deliver the development of a superhero even in a trilogy as convincingly as Steven Moffat manages in just an hour. With the Doctor's one-year absence combined with perfectly cast Justin Chatwin, Peter Capaldi's sorrowful gaze, and his usual playfulness, even though it is definitely the weakest special in competition with the last few years, it reliably spread an optimistic and comic mood in our home. (27/12/2016)

Children can hear your name. The end of an era, slowly and gently. A friendly and peaceful episode, where inevitable regeneration does not happen in the moods of sadness, but in the alternating of nostalgia, winking, and smiling tears. Peter Capaldi has grown close to my heart even more than I expected a few years ago, and as much as I couldn't wait for the first scenes of the Thirteenth Doctor, I don't say goodbye to her predecessor easily at all. What's even worse, I still haven't come to grips with not seeing Steven Moffat's name in the new episodes. The creative genius gave the modern era a solid face of mystery and fear, and in the last six seasons, also a tightly held theme and concept of "a firmly established chaos". Maybe precisely because the last episode itself doesn't look like it, it is difficult to understand that a much bigger revolution is happening than when Russell T. Davies, David Tennant, and the others said their goodbyes back in the day. I am moved that everyone involved welcomes this ending with a clear smile. (02/01/2018)