Meredith Bronwen Mallory (garnettrees) wrote,
Meredith Bronwen Mallory

The End of My Patience (or, My Thoughts on DW "The End of Time")

Someone needs to explain to me why I never meet a cute, spirited girl like Rose when I'm standing out in the snow feeling sorry for myself on New Year's Eve.

... Wait, that's not what this post is about. Sorry, I'm trying to distract myself from the agony. Oh, the pain burns. It really does.

I'm going to complain about "The End of Time" now. But, first, I'll cut for spoilers!

I haven't been a faithful follower of Doctor Who since the end of Season Two. I couldn't get attached to Martha and, though I liked Donna the magic just seemed to go out of the whole thing, especially after "The Last of the Time Lords" and "The Sound of Drums". Mind you, I enjoyed those episodes, but it's hard to make any kind of impressive play after you do something on that scale. I did tune in for Rose's return in "The Stolen Earth"-- because I ship Doctor/Rose like a squeeling twelve year old girl, I do. Can't help it. But RTD kept grand-standing and it just wasn't working for me. I was lukewarm on the ending he gave the Doctor and Rose; in fact, I still can't make up my mind as to how I feel about it.

But I can damn well tell you my feelings about Torchwood's "Children of Earth". And they really aren't appropriate for a public forum. *curses violently in Chinese* I hated COE. I turned it off in the middle, and I'm sure you can guess just when my little finger hit the POWER button. I won't buy TW merchandise, I refuse to watch the fourth season if they actually get around to producing it. (And part of me hopes they don't.) After the condescending remarks RTD made about his fans, I felt so disgusted I lost all inspiration. I felt robbed that they shafted Jack/Ianto the way they did. I know it's an emotional reaction, but I get emotionally attached to my characters. Hell, I cry at the end of Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan. Every. Damn. Time.

Bite me once, shame on you. Bite me twice, shame on me. Because I love the 10th Doctor so much, I did tune in for "The End of Time". I was also starting to get a little writing itch for Torchwood-- like I could write a COE fix-it (legal requirement for Janto fans, you understand), or maybe even finish up "Certain for the Dead".

Lemme tell you, the only redeeming part of that arch was Wilf. I will always have a soft spot for old soldiers. I wanted to hug the man, and Tennant's acting during the "knocking" scene was great. The Master being a product of Time Lord manipulation was a wonderful stroke, but it wasn't played out like it should have been. Also, I get this feeling RTD hates the human race, since he takes such pleasure in raping the entire species at the end of every season. Really.

And we saw Rose. God, that ending dragged out something awful, but I was happy to see her... how kind and free she was even before she met Nine and went for the ride of her life. And it pleased me that the Doctor went to her last. It pleased my shipper heart-- she's been his touchstone since he lost his people. When I saw him stumbling towards the TARDIS, I was hoping the Master would come from offscreen and help him up. Dunno why, and I don't know I would explain it in cannon, but it would have brought some nice closure that the Doctor's never-ending goodbyes could not provide. (Yes, I 'ship Doctor/Rose and slash Doctor/Master. What? There's no law against it. ^_~)


THAT SCENE AT THE BAR. Lord, the pain. It burns us, it does! First off, what the hell was Jack doing in Mos Eisley? Okay, so I know it wasn't the Star Wars cantina, but it sure looked like a poor knock-off. And, after all the Doctor and Jack have been though, all he can offer Jack is a quick lay? WITH SOMEONE ELSE? I could actually stomach comfort sex for Jack if it was the Doctor.* Of all the people who could understand what Jack is going through with the loss of Ianto (and Steven), the Doctor could. It wouldn't be a betrayal of the partners they loved, it would be an affirmation of life for both of them, and a statement that their friendship (filled with resentment and heartache though it is) is something that they need. Something lasting, as they both are lasting.

Instead, we get fucking Alonso, not a single bit of dialogue between the Doctor and Jack, and some truly pathetic flirting on Jack's part. Not a mention of Ianto. No consequences. NO. FUCKING. CANNON.

I need some RetCon for my soda, please.

*looks despairingly at her COE fix-it fic... all two and a half pages of it*

Goddamn it, RDT. This is why we can't have nice things.


Ps. Oh, look, he broke the TARDIS too. Bastard.

ETA: That is not to say I want the Doctor and Jack to have sex. Ever, really, but especially now, when Jack probably hates the Doctor for being 'elsewhere' during COE. I'm only offering an alternative if RTD absolutely, positively had some Jack!sex he needed to get out of his system. But really, what he wanted to do was spit in fan's faces about Ianto.

EATA: *sighs* Just when I was feeling a little itch to write again, I started trolling the TW comms. Big mistake. Is there anything more disheartening than fans who mock other fans by making 'girly' OTPer posts delibertately filled with netspeak and spelling errors? Yes, I know love never lasts in real life-- thank you very much, I've known that for years. It's not a crime to enjoy a 'forever' pairing for escapism. It's a sick, cruel, shitty world out there.
So back the hell off from my dreams.
Tags: doctor-who, fanfiction, jack/ianto, torchwood

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