My love for Ten aside, this season has been really bugging me. It's like the potential is there, but they keep missing the essence of what makes Doctor Who wonderful for me. Like even when Ten was at his silliest or most uber-emo, there was still intrigue and things that made me gasp or love or hate or be disgusted at (because I really do enjoy having things I don't like in characters that I love. It's a thing. Nine could be so mean. Ten was SUCH a man pig.) But there was depth and threads of story and not knowing what was coming at you next, but within the rules of his universe, it all just worked.

I do enjoy Eleven as a character, but Amy is just... lacking. Her flipping back and forth on how she felt about Rory was just off, and the overall storyline of this season isn't intriguing. It's just sort of one note. I can't forgive them for taking the scary out of the Angels and turning the Daleks into ipods. I think my favourite parts are with River Song, but even when I can see it straining to be awesome, it always seems to fall short.

Watching at this point has been something that I feel I should do just in case it suddenly turns out to be amazing rather than something I could rely on to actually be amazing sort of four times out of five. And that makes me sad, because I was prepared to believe, you know?