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The bit where they tow the Earth back and the entire Who Family is manning the controls, complete with Martha grinning wide and Cap'n Jack pumping away (hee hee) is a brilliant and lovely moment, what I figured would be the best one in the episode, until Cribbins snuck in at the last second and stole the whole show.
This episode was all over the place, with good and bad bits flying around like drunk flies. We had not one, not two, but... okay, I lost count of how many deus ex machinas, from the Osterhagen Key to the warpstar necklace bomb to magic hand clones to human/Time Lord hybrid meta-whatevers to switches that make Daleks blow up. We had scenes built to try and please everyone-- the squeeing Rose/Doc shippers, the embittered asexual Doc non-shippers, etc. It's the biggest, fanwankiest thing ever.
But, in the end, I liked it. It's held together by fantastic moments: the Children of Time each coming up with their own Doctor-esque gambit to save the day; Martha's mature delight at the Doctor's reunion with Rose; Davros revealing the Doctor's soul; Caan's mad betrayal; Mickey being Mickey; K9 showing up; the tragedy of Donna; and, of course, towing the Earth home, and Cribbins and Tennant in the rain.
There's also the strange morality of Rose's ending. While her return may or may not have been utterly pointless (I feel she wasn't given enough to do), she leaves with a gift from the Lonely God in the form of the Lonely Jesus, both him and not him, his godness given human flesh. Doc 2 is able to tell Rose he loves her; in fact, Doc 1 makes sure he doesn't say anything, because he can't let her, or himself, go through the tragedy of having her die before his ageless eyes. It's weird that Rose accepts this, that she jumps so easily into the arms of what is basically a different man, but it's a very interesting moment that brings a few themes full circle. I'm still not sure what to think of it, but it's possibly the only way RTD could please everybody; Rose gets a Doctor who can love her, and the Doctor gets to remain a sexless, lonely wanderer.
So, as the conclusion to a four-year super-arc? Yeah, that was fun. See you at Christmas. |
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