I did two things after watching Bad Wolf. The first was calling my good friend and fellow Who fan Paul Webb and leaving a voicemail trying to put the sheer brilliance of the episode into words. The second? I hopped into the bath and cleaned up.

At various parts of Bad Wolf, I cheered, cried, laughed, felt sick to my stomach, and shouted "OH MY GOD~!" at the top of my lungs. I know I've criticized Russell T. Davies for his fart jokes before, but Bad Wolf touched me in ways no episode of Doctor Who- in ways no episode of *anything*- touched me.

One of RTD's ongoing themes this season has been his fearless criticisms of our shortcomings as a society. As brave as it is to call out, say, Bush and Blair on the Iraq debacle, it's even braver to take what has traditionally been an escapist TV programme and use it to grab people by the lapels and cry "Look at what we've become! How could we have let this happen?!" At the start of the last century, learning how to make a machine that flies in the sky was our major technological breakthrough. At the middle of last century, there was an intense drive to take to the stars, set foot on the moon and possibly other planets. Now, what are we driving for? Clean burning fuels? Better spacecraft? Nope- more channels and a better picture. Of course, the Daleks aren't behind the stagnation of Western civilization- we are, which makes Bad Wolf that much more frightening.

As for the fanboy factor, this episode is off the scale. Eccleston's final speech to the Daleks- save an even more impressive one in The Parting of the Ways (which is entirely possible!)- is the defining moment for his Doctor. With the passage of time, it may well be remembered as *the* Doctor's defining moment. The Daleks...I can scarcely believe that the Nation estate was worried about their use in this series. These are the scariest Daleks anyone's seen since 1963, at least. They're powerful, cunning, and they've launched the only master plan in the history of Doctor Who that has made me literally sick to my stomach.

What more can I say? Oh yes- Greatest. Doctor. Who. Episode. Ever.

There's been a lot of criticism of RTD. Well in 45 minutes he answered it. With the best 45 minutes of Doctor Who. EVER. I'll repeat that...the best 45 minutes of Doctor Who. EVER.

That was Doctor Who for people in 2005. It was for the person who loves sci-fi, who loves the trash of What Not To Wear and Big Brother. They included the subtle annoying nuances those programmes display and embraced them. Christopher Eccleston had his best performance ever as the Doctor, Captain Jack found his spiritual home on Trinny and Susanna. The subtlest performance belonged to Billie Piper. We knew that the AnneDroid was deadly… Rose didn't until Fitch went!! The tension was raised to the utmost level until that moment. When Rose was blasted, I defy anyone not to think "oh God, Billie IS leaving" at that very moment. weirdly, far from spoiling the series I think the publicity surrounding it really paid off last night. You know that Chris is leaving...but you half expect some trick to be pulled. You are told Billie is leaving, then staying. Could they then pull off the biggest trick ever by killing Rose off?

The end monologue by the Doctor is the single best thing ever in Doctor Who. You know how it ends but at THAT moment when he says "I'm coming to get you Rose" (and did anyone else notice that's a Big Brother reference!), I tell you what I believe him.

The episode embraced both pop culture and Doctor Who culture at the same time and did it superbly. It was damn serious at times and not silly but humorous at others. I have seen a review which wasn’t positive. If The Parting of the Ways is better than Bad Wolf then I genuinely believe I will explode! And I tell you what having seen Bad Wolf I will never hear a word against RTD again...

He was responsible for the casting of Chris Eccleston. He is the singular reason why he is the Doctor. He cherry picked the best of British Trash and he made it 45 minutes of genius. Don't...please don't let anyone tell you otherwise!

After the somewhat dismal Boom Town (which seemed to me a filler that was merely meant to set up the cracking finale) I figured that Bad Wolf would almost have to be an improvement--which it was, but after a second viewing I'm still not quite sold on the lampooning of reality TV. It just seems to me that a fad in the 20th C. wouldn't have continued that long into the future, even if there is a progression towards "killing" the people who are "kicked off the island" so to speak, I think that "reality" TV would burn out very quickly before any such point was reached. (Think of the use of the zombies in game shows in the ending of Shaun of the Dead, for example, as a parody that seems more in the realm of possibility, IMO, despite the fact that they're bloody zombies).

Now, of course, this is Doctor Who, and there has always been a need to suspend disbelief at times that exceeds most other shows. So considering this entire Season (series for the UK folks) of Doctor Who, and the over-tendency to reference current events, Bad Wolf performed as expected, but that still doesn't mean we all have to like it. It's too close to home, or too obviously close to home, and even more than the Pertwee era, lacks subtlety in referencing current events.

Overall, Bad Wolf seemed again, a little too much like a setup, and it seems Boom Town was a wasted story. The setup of Bad Wolf could've been there, and that would've have left two episodes to deal with the Daleks. I am far from a Doctor Who purist, but I think the main shortcoming of the new program has to do with 45 minutes not being enough to tell a story, so we're stuck with overflow material being collected into a bucket and presented as Boom Town, instead of a fully realized story.

Ok RTD... you've finally delivered half of the sort of Who script your much lauded talents have promised... but to date had failed to deliver.

Anyone who has either read my previous reviews here... or my frequent posts on rec.arts.drwho .. will know that I'm one of these'old school fans' who are supposedly in the minority and cannot criticise RTD - the saviour - on any point without fear of lynching.

But let's get one thing straight. I have no intention to personalise my reviews with attcks on the man himself. His enthusiasm and knowledge of the 2005 TV industry, combined with his influence on Messers Gardner & Hennessey (not to forget Collinson too) has certainly aided the positive and forceful return of Who to our screens. That achievement is not in question...

What has been my focus is the continued frustration with RTD the script writer - who the Evening Standard recently called 'god-like' - for not delivering a Who script that mirrored the obvious talents displayed by 'Queer As Folk', 'Casanova' and 'The Second Coming'. "Rose" was OK... "End of the World" likewise... but "Aliens of London" & "World War Three" were pure pantomimie... with "Boomtown" adding to the insult. "The Long Game" was also derided at the time... although I found it fairly innocuous.

So now to "Bad Wolf". Suspend disbelief... disengage the scientific brain and RTD finally delivers a rip roaring tour de force that suggests he can deliver... there is so much RIGHT about this... but as with all RTD scripts there are also fundamental errors that threaten to derail a cracking express train of an episode. In fact 'Bad Wolf' neatly summarises the whole WHO 2005 season in it's highs and lows... but more on that later... let me start with my problem with this episode...

200100.

Let me restate that. 200100 - 198,095 years in the future?

This is the future. Not the near future... but a time far far away... Consider this for a moment... this is a time when...

Television is still the mass form of entertainment.
Big Brother has had at least 504 episodes (that's the one where they "all walked out..")
Ground Force/ The Weakest Link / Countdown / What Not To Wear are all TV concepts that have 'endured'.
Anne Robinson, Trinny & Susannah and Davina Mc Call's voices (although electronic) still persist - 198,095 years later?
Humanity still wears 20th century clothing?
There was a President Schwarzenegger (sorry RTD... that's a Demolition Man joke...)
Sonar is an effective method for tracking space craft?

I could go on... and the fix? Make the date more realistic. 2150 say... afterall it is a hundred years on from the last Dalek Invasion of Earth... and we know that they are successful for a while by the Third Doctor's visit to the 22nd Century... new viewers wouldn't need to know that, but think of the Doctor's realisation that he had inadvertently set in motion the events that caused problems that his previous selves had had to sort out? The nostalgia buffs would be adding their voices to the RTD deifying... well maybe not yet...

Yet DESPITE these obvious plot holes... 'Bad Wolf' was hugely enjoyable... it was a real shame that the Dalek reveal had been blown by the trailer... because the moment you hear that 'Dalek hum' when Rose is transmatted to the Dalek ship would have been SO MUCH better. It was beautifully crafted... as was the extermination of the 'Controller', with a stunning 'reflection' shot of the approaching Dalek.

The final CGI moments with the Daleks 'elevating' on screen were so reminiscent of TV21 from the 60's / 70's I was elated! And if you've seen the latest BBC teaser... you'll see more of the same... now that is FANTASTIC!

So we've had lows... and highs... in fits and starts.. My hope is that the 'threat' that permeated parts of this episode can be maintained into the finale. There is a real danger that these things can be hyped too much... and I'm sorry RTD you are only halfway to delivering... if you can emulate Mr Moffat then I shall be ringing your praises... but there could just be one dodgy wrap up too far...

Be warned... with all the nonsense whizzing around the forums about Adam... the TARDIS... a certain Kaled scientist... and various other BAD WOLF theories we can only hope that there is a logical payoff, but my caution is tempered with 200100... if RTD can explain that then I might be happy next Saturday at 7:45.

The alternative venom spitting madman is not an option I dare contemplate.

Remember too... it's only HALF TIME...

Wow! That was good. I have a feeling that there will be actual tears when I watch the finale. Christopher Eccleston is just brilliant as the Doctor; the Doctor who doesn't stand around waiting for explanations - a Doctor who just does what he has to. Brilliant. I'm missing him already!

As far as the episode is concerned, the idea that reality shows are beamed to the populace to cover up an impending invasion is very satirical but also ingenius. I liked seeing the Doctor in the Big Brother house, acting as I know he would act. He was irritated by it all and wanted a way out. Excellent sequence which more could have been made of. The Doctor would be a more interesting housemate than the ones we have now!

I thought the What Not to Wear was less interesting, but when Captain Jack took the laser out of his ass I just couldn't believe it! A really good idea. It reminds me of the IRA prisoners in the H-Block jails who used to stuff cigarette packets to smuggle them in and exchange. Probably isn't good for prostate though.

The Weakest Link was also a good sequence and while I think Paterson Joseph is a good actor, you really did not quite believe him in this - there was something 'amateur' about his performance. The woman who got zapped first was definitely better in the small time she had! And when Rose got vaporised I really did think that was it - I mean we have been hearing she is and she isn't returning to the series. The look on the Doctor's face when he thinks she's gone was brilliant. He didn't fight off the guard cuffing him, he just looked crestfallen - like his whole world had crumbled. I did punch the air when he and Jack attacked the guards in the cell though. Go on my son!

I did not quite understand the fact that the laser was a transmat beam. We saw Rose on the Dalek ship, but where were all the other people who got zapped. And why are they zapping them all to their ships? Surely the Daleks couldn't fit them all! I'm sure this will be explained in the next episode. And the Bad Wolf thing hasn't really been properly explained, has it?

All in all, a fantastic episode and I have tried to avoid all the internet ramblings. Mr brother reckons the controller of the Daleks will definitely be Davros, I reckon it will be the Dalek Emperor and my friend at work Adam mentioned something about it being a deformed Bruno Langley [think Evelyn Smythe in Real Time]. I love the way I have no idea.

Roll on the finale!

I've been dropping into the review page over the course of this series, to hear what others have been feeling about it, but this is the first time I’ve been inspired to write my own opinions. I’m glad I waited until this almost conclusion. My opinions have swerved almost maniacally over the course of the last twelve weeks; from crushing disappoinment to squeals of excitement; from genuine terror to lip-bitten embarassment. Now they feel settled. Settled and sad.

Not that 'Bad Wolf' made me cry. I’m afraid it wasn't powerful enough. I was moved to tears by the plight of the solitary dalek, and the following week, sitting spellbound in a room full of surfers, while Rose and her father realise the essential need to die when it's your time. I’ve shivered and giggled at the gelth and celebrated as the most scary story (Richard Wilson vomiting up a gas mask) twisted into the most optimistic. How often in Doctor Who does not one soul perish? All these stories were masterpieces of writing; shocking, witty, intelligent, complete and as far as I was concerned, utterly successful.

It is somewhat ironic, therefore, to realise that the man who gave the possibility of life to these stories, should have failed so dramatically when it came to his own work.

I've met Russell. I liked him. He is ebullient, wonderful and garrulously infectious, like a hit single or a quick joke. And he brought Doctor Who back to TV screens, which, if not exactly reaching out to a new audience ( I work with 10 kids aged 6 to 21 - only one watched a single episode and he did not return), was able to indulge an older generation with some choice nostalgia fodder. But the quality of his own efforts within the series have been strangely lacklustre. Give him an estate and his ear for the contemporary and council is stylus fine. But ask him to rise to the possibilities of infinity and we find an imagination that considers 200,000 years in the future to be pretty interchangeable with 100 years later or 5 billion years after that.

I felt deja vu watching 'The Long Game'. Surely these were the same lines, the same story, we'd been told at 'The End of the World'? If it was sad enough that 'The Long Game' then appeared so shockingly pedestrian, with only Tamsin Grieg's Nurse having character depth, how much more embarrassing to see that in 'Bad Wolf', an already insufficient idea was milked harder, until the strain became palpable.

TV land is not fascinating enough to warrant two such similar adventures in a barely-disguised sequence of studios, where humanity is on both occasions blind to the fact it's being controlled by either a toothy, festering alien zit, or, once again, a billion daleks. I feel saddened by 'Bad Wolf'. It might have been something to do with being so repeatedly fed the titular phrase throughout the series. Expectations ran 12 episodes high. Or it might be something else.

It is hard to enjoy watching even Doctor Who, when so much of it feels swamped by the creative bankrupcy of hyper-reflexive TV; a self-devouring culture in love with its style and out of ideas. At one point Russell has the doctor come daringly close to criticism when he says 'Half the world is too fat, the other half too thin and you just sit there watching television.' But of course he can't continue down this route, for that would be to question the very box that gave rise to Doctor Who in the first place. So there it ends, with a joke about bears.

The sadder truth for me is that even at its current best, Doctor Who is now a historical phenomenon. It's good to see it again; it's nice to feel somehow vindicated because the british press are clapping; I can easily see a few more series in the pipeline. But like everything currently mediated, it will suddenly become chewed up, turn less cool, feel vaguely past its best, lightweight, repetitive, a joke and then, like it did in the late 80s, it will disappear into the rarefied soundscapes and paperbacks of weighty devotion.

The kids have not taken to it. How could they? TV for them is exactly as it is in 'Bad Wolf' - a series of fashion-driven game shows streaming into their heads constantly. All American in fact or spirit, all littered with adverts reminding them how much more there is to accumulate. They are increasingly stripped of the imagination that leads people to think about inventing such an idea as Doctor Who. They grunt as the outpourings of hundreds of channels stream past them. The only button that doesn't work is the one that calls the system by its proper name and is marked 'shut down'.

I love Doctor Who, for the magic it allows us to see the world with. But I understood as 'Survival' came to a close that even the best TV programmes, like seasons and civilizations, rise and fall. If I had to chose between a future where the height of modern British screenwriting talent pens another story driven by the omnipotence of TV, and one where we all have the chance to live more creatively, I know which one I would switch off first. Like Rose and her father, there is a time for everything to die. Even Doctor Who.

And that can't but make me sad.