the Ninth & Eleventh Doctor and Rory
So, I am like … four episodes away from closing out Series six and I have come to some pretty good conclusions.
I do like the Eleventh Doctor more than Ten but not more than Nine. That sounds like a math equation, but it’s not. I like the parallel between Nine and Eleven and I like that he can be compassionate and mad at the same time. And he makes me laugh, a whole hell of a lot.
I never thought that he would surpass the Tenth Doctor, but Ten did a lot of unforgivable things in my eyes - which I’ve all ready spoken about at length. And it just makes me sad to think of Ten. Nine and Eleven bring joy - they are learning their world all over again and it’s amazing.
And Rory. Remember the other day when I said that I loved Craig as much as Donna and Rose? We can add Rory to the list. I don’t get sad when Rory dies or gets hurt, but I mourn for him when he loses Amy. That hurts me for him.
I find him to be more enjoyable than the Doctor to watch. Everything he does, he does for Amy because she’s his world. Everything of his is constructed around her, not so much that he doesn’t get any say, because I’ve seen it. Those little things that he gets by with Amy - he’s the only who can get away with it.
Rory’s the only one that go against that red head and get what he wants. But he usually just wants her happy. And it’s amazing. He gets to be a strong, lovable character without having to be the macho man, the all around good guy. He has faults and they are perfectly in sync with his wife’s and it’s amazing.
… I really like these past seasons. I’m not always so sad watching Doctor Who, so I feel like I should spread the joy a bit more.