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I love this
episode, it's up there with "Bad Wolf/ Parting of the Ways",
"The Caves of Androzani", and "The War Games" as one of the
best regeneration stories. It's not quite as well crafted as "Day"
before it (the nudity jokes stand out as one the rare times Moffat's humour
doesn't work for me), but I think it's a more interesting story. I love that,
for all the epic stakes, the moments it takes time to dwell on are the small
scenes, like Handles' death, Clara listening to her Gran's story, Or Clara
helping the Doctor pull a Christmas cracker - that last one's properly tear
jerking, and works just as well when it's reprised with the roles reversed in the
next Christmas special. The premise is laid out from the start, in the pre
credits sequence: “CLARA: I need you. I'm
cooking Christmas dinner!/ DOCTOR:
I'm being shot at by Cybermen!/ CLARA:
Well, can't we do both?/ DOCTOR:
Argh! Yeah, why not?” The epic and the intimate, side by side. Let's do
both, because why not? And the story's smart enough to know that while the epic
scale allows for some fun set pieces, that stuff can be dealt with in a montage
and a voice over. An old man facing up to his mortality with dignity and
measured calm, before being surprised with a joyous new lease of life? That's
what this story's really about, that's what (correctly, in my opinion), gets
the attention.
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Carrying on my “Noting neat Clara
moments” thing that this bullet point review structure allows me to do, I
really like the scene where the Daleks’ conversion of Tasha and the Papal
mainframe is revealed: when her life is threatened, Clara calls the Daleks’
bluff by pointing out that the Daleks will kill her whether the Doctor
surrenders or not, so trying to bargain for her life is useless. It’s a nice precursor
to her scene opposite the half face man scene in “Deep Breath”, where she turns
the interrogation on him by using the same logic. There is a difference: here,
she knows the Doctor is with her, whereas in Deep Breath, she’s still not sure
if she can trust the Twelfth Doctor, and thinks he might have abandoned her,
giving the latter sequence higher emotional stakes which is why the “Deep
Breath” scene is more often cited as a great Clara moment. However, this is
nice set up for further Clara character development.
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The real read of the episode that I want to
explore in detail starts with the poem “Extract from thoughts on a clock”. It’s
a shamelessly meta-fictional moment, highlighting the fact that as the Eleventh
Doctor faces up to his inevitable, absolutely final, death, the audience all
knows that Peter Capaldi will be joining us in ten minutes. Particularly
telling is the Doctor’s response of “I don’t get it”. The universe is telling
the Doctor there’s a way out, but he can’t see it: he has fatalistically
accepted his death on Trenzalore, and will not see any potential way out.
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Actually, let’s also explore the delightful
scene with Clara and her Gran a bit more: gran insists on her version of the
story of meeting her husband, even as Clara’s Dad tries to get her to tell a
different one. Similarly, Clara refuses to accept a version of this story where
the Doctor dies, and insists on a different one being told.
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And so it falls to Clara to save him, as she
figures out the real nature of this story. “You’re asking the wrong question”
she tells the Time Lords, because the real point of the “Doctor Who” arc has
never been learning the Doctor’s name, but learning about the promise of his
chosen name. “Day of the Doctor” explored what that promise means to the Doctor
(“never be cruel, and never be cowardly”), and showed the effect failing to
live to that promise has had on him, before giving him another chance to live
up to it. This episode explores the effect the promise has on the people around
him: “if you love him, and you should, then help him”, says Clara, and the Time
Lords listen.
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This exploration of the Doctor’s identity
culminates in the “I will always remember when the Doctor was me” speech, as we
address memory and its ties to personal identity, a running theme in the Moffat
era. We really are “different people all through our lives”: there’s not a
single part of me that’s the same as I was aged five, but I remember being the
person I was when I was five, and perhaps that’s as much of a link to that past
self as I can manage. For now, it’s enough for the Doctor.
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Perhaps the most brilliant cap to the speech,
and the themes of the episode as a whole, is the fact that Matt Smith’s actual
final line isn’t that speech, but “Hey” as he comforts Clara. It’s a final
subversion of the epic as we see the randomness of a person’s final moments:
even though this story is about the Doctor avoiding his final death, it still
deals with the reality of mortality in a deep thematic sense.
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Then, in a flash, the guy with with the chin and
a bowtie, who we’ve known and loved for four years, is gone, and man with wild
boggling eyes and a face made of eyebrows appears, and starts complaining about
the colour of his kidneys. And that also marks the end of this blog’s journey
through the Matt Smith Era. Next time, a dinosaur in Victorian London.
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