More to follow somewhere in the next 24-72 hours, I hope; but in brief the experience reminded me of watching Rose nine and a half years ago, adjusting to the change of pace. The dinosaur was a feint, as this was a Doctor Who more interested in reflection (literally - mirrors, mirrors, mirrors throughout, which reminded me of
strange_complex's thoughts on the subject back in 2011) and a gently self-conscious introspection. Steven Moffat seems to be working on his writing of women and of the couple-like relationship of the Doctor and companion; the new Doctor is repenting of the excesses of his Matt Smith persona, and where the eleventh Doctor found his female companions subjects of investigation, the twelfth seems determined to discover himself and the reasons why he has become this physically older person. I'm not sure what all the children in the cinema made of it, but there should be enough to keep them excited next week as the Daleks return to the screen, and while lacking the hyperactivity of David Tennant and Matt Smith, Peter Capaldi is still a physically active Doctor and is anxiously compelling in a fashion demonstrating both great age and childlike confusion at the same time.
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