Doctor Who: The Big Bang
Jun. 27th, 2010 04:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
This post is not a proper analysis yet, just high-pitched squealing noises, because EEEEEEEEEEEEEE. Oh, Steven Moffat, this is why I have loved you since I was ten years old and hadn't even learned to read the names of TV writers in the credits yet.
My experience this morning was in some ways the opposite of how things went three years ago. Then I got up on the Sunday morning after The Last of the Time Lords went to air to find all of fandom complaining about how the finale sucked and watched my download time get shorter and shorter without much anticipation. As it turns out I didn't mind Sparkly Tinkerbell Jesus as much as most of fandom once I actually watched it, but it was disheartening to wait for the episode knowing the reaction had been so negative.
This morning, my entire friendslist was covered in squealing, so I waited for FOUR HOURS (why can't my telephone lines work properly so my internet can be faster?!) with a mixture of excitement and anxiety - what if this time I was the person who didn't like it?
As it turns out, I need not have worried, because The Big Bang was made of awesome and win. From plastic Rory waiting by the Pandorica for two thousand years - and there's a whole pile of fanfic just waiting to happen - to Amy's parents springing back into existence, this episode was a big bundle of love and joy.
And my favourite part of all was the newly married couple taking off in the TARDIS together, with Amy still clear on the fact that she wants to snog the Doctor in the bushes. (And Matt Smith isn't usually my type, but that wedding outfit was absolutely gorgeous.) Amy/Rory/Doctor = team TARDIS of joy.
Also: "I can buy a fez." Oh, Eleven. I think I love you.