
Doctor Who blogging: “The Name of the Doctor”
Doctor? Doctor… who? Moffat just keeps kicking that can down the road, don’t he?

Doctor? Doctor… who? Moffat just keeps kicking that can down the road, don’t he?
I’m really astonished at how little advantage Steven Moffat took of a fantastic opportunity to capture the Doctor in an amazing place like New York City…
This was inspired by my still ongoing catchup of Jasper Fforde’s brilliant novels about Thursday Next, Literary Detective. It’s impossible to see how they could work in a visual medium, but still…
Geoffrey De Voe sent me this pic he snapped in New York the other night, of what appears to be Matt Smith with — I hope — Alex Kingston’s double for extremely long shots…
A more mature love story, one about what it takes to maintain a relationship after that first blush of love and that first rush of hormones, and the stupid mistakes that can threaten it.
Did we almost see River Song almost naked? We almost did.
Can a thing be overly complicated and too simplistic at the same time? All that to-ing and fro-ing. All that buttoning and unbuttoning.
This is just plain weird…
Simon Brew Den of Geek has given us a wonderfully silly, wonderfully exasperated rundown of the possibilities we’re grappling with when we contemplate the mystery of River Song…
I’ve been avoiding posting, as Doctor Who Things of the Day, any news about Doctor Who cast members that isn’t actually related to Doctor Who. But this photo has been knocking around in my head for a week, and I just figured out why…