One of arguably too many companions of the opening TARDIS team of the Thirteenth Doctor, Yasmin Khan was a police officer and seemed like a nice person. We got to meet her family — Great! She had tonnes of agency at first — Awesome! But after a while, it’s fair to say we felt that she wasn’t as well-written anymore and that she turned into a gratuitous exposition-machine.
The Head of People tears the Heads of Robots in this unexpectedly divisive episode
We learn about the Partition of India, while multi-ocular members of the band Lordi scare the heck out of anyone dying alone.
An overlooked Futurama reference and the literal handwaving of interplanetary navigation whilst wearing marigolds. Not bad!
Mr Big Bad’s new hotel is infested by mutant spiders, and only Sheffield’s sickest grime station can flush them out
A beautiful episode, in which Racist Danny Zuko plots to disrupt the US civil rights movement in possibly the most convoluted way imaginable
Smokey and The Bandit introduce The Doctor and her companions to the Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World of rubbish snipers and sentient offcuts
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.
Love blossoms between a terrible businesswoman and an obvious serial killer in the last Holiday Special of the Whittaker Era
Too much action, too little plot, or exactly the right measure of either? And what did we think of the Full Metal Jacket Potato? We react instant(ish)ly!