Dalek helmets, Time Corridon’ts and about fifty different plots coalesce in this terrible/wonderful companion exit serial
The Sixth Doctor and Peri head to Baltimore to attend a funeral, indulge in breathing exercises and potentially save mankind in the process.
A brand new Doctor, show runner and aesthetic, no TARDIS, different music. Oh, and new troops. No, not troops. Team. Gang. Fam? Either way, it’s a solid start for the Thirteenth Doctor.
Terrific story arcs and eyebrows to knock your spatiotemporal socks off. We discuss Peter Capaldi’s run as The Twelfth Doctor
Doc discovers a grave situation below the surface, Tegan is a defective android and Turlough exhibits some OTT PTSD. It’s great!
Glass Avatars from the future don’t care about Data Privacy Agreements while the first and then-latest Doctor do Timelord Kegels to keep their respective regeneration at bay
Love blossoms between a terrible businesswoman and an obvious serial killer in the last Holiday Special of the Whittaker Era
It’s been a tough year for mankind, but we got through it together and a lot of laughs made it all the more bearable
The Genius Twins are the least of Bill’s and Doc’s worries in this highly divisive episode
