I’ve noticed that since the beginning of this season, the episodes are becoming increasingly more disjointed (The Power of Three, in particular). To add onto this post about why the time gaps bug me, the episodes themselves are starting to become extremely abrupt. There are SO MANY THINGS happening in every single episode; it’s like they’re trying to stuff five hours worth of footage into one hour and it gets to be a bit too much. We start disconnecting with the storyline.
In The Power of Three alone, the Ponds were shown not only living out their one year of invasion, but also traveling through numerous adventures (7 weeks, at least) with the Doctor, and it’s all put together in a completely really choppy manner. They’re supposed to choose but then the Doctor shows up and they don’t but then they do and Rory accepts a long-term job and Amy is a bridesmaid and then all of that finished and the Doctor shows up again and they wait around while he kills an hour doing ridiculous things and then he leaves and then they live their lives but then he comes back and UNIT’s in there somewhere and then they go to a party and they have their anniversary and the Doctor shows up and whisks them away and then they come back and on and on and on and on. Their lives are more run-on than the previous sentence! There’s no break. There’s no downtime, no flowing from one activity to the other. Nothing is gradual.
It’s just BOOM BOOM BOOM THIS ADVENTURE THAT ADVENTURE NEXT NEXT NEXT.
Even the conclusion, where the Doctor figured out the cubes and saved the world, is abrupt too. “Stuff happens guESS I SHOULD GO FIX IT OKAY DONE NEXT.” And it makes me uncomfortable.
And the thing is: I’m not sure it’s bad writing. In fact, I’m pretty sure it’s not.
I think it’s purposeful.
I think we’re meant to find the episodes to be too much, too fast, too convoluted. I think we’re meant to feel ill at ease with the tempo of the show.
I think we’re supposed to feel that we’re no longer traveling with the Doctor, that he’s not our Doctor anymore, and we know nothing about his daily life. Now, he’s the Doctor, and he’s distant, and we have no idea what’s going through his head because we’re not there to experience 99% of his time now. Yeah, sure, we can guess but we don’t know for sure, because he’s running.
AND THAT’S WHAT BOTHERS ME. Because THAT’S what these episodes feel like. Like the Doctor’s running. He’s running away, running toward, running anywhere, and he can’t stop because if he stops, if he slows down or takes a break, even for just a moment, everything will come crashing down around him. Everything he’s running from will catch up to him and he’ll be crushed under the weight.
So he’s running. And he’s taking us with him.
Or maybe he’s leaving us behind.