The “Doctor-lite” has become a common parlance in contemporary Doctor Who—an episode that, born out of scheduling or the general rigors of a season of television show where the lead actor is in
Doctor Who is a show about questions more than anything else—more than about time, than about space, than about monsters, than about running up and down corridors to and away from those monsters.
Every time the BBC brings in a new actor to portray the Doctor, their inaugural Doctor Who season (and any holiday specials that precede it) carry weight behin
Tonight, Doctor Who’s latest season comes to an end, as the Doctor and Ruby prepare to battle an almighty foe from the Time Lord’s past.
At this point, modern Doctor Who has been around for almost as long as classic Doctor Who was—which means the opportunity for returning legendary baddies that the series hasn’t already taken is running rather thin.
Despite lofty expectations, the all-new, budget-enhanced Doctor Who has been—to be kind—a bit of a ratings bust.
The Doctor’s romantic history has long been a fraught topic for the show to dive into—but in its modern incarnation, the Doctor’s identity as a sexual character, and how that interplays with their gender fluidity, has slowly but surely broken down barriers to allow interpretations of the Time Lord that broach all…
There are a certain amount of expectations when you say the words “a Steven Moffat episode of Doctor Who.” Over his tenure as a regular writer and then as the series’ showrunner for the best part of seven years, Moffat developed a house style—
Doctor Who is one of the most malleable shows on Earth. Its heroes change every few years, its titular one literally transforms into someone new.