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rionaleonhart) wrote2005-06-19 08:24 pm
rionaleonhart) wrote2005-06-19 08:24 pm
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Dear Russel T. Davies:
You broke my heart.
Thanks a lot.
This is actually referring to the ending of The Parting of the Ways (the last episode of this Doctor Who series), and so it would make sense for me to ramble about that episode in this post, as indeed I was planning to do. However, it's somehow turned into a lot of rambling about how much I love Captain Jack Harkness. While he is a Doctor Who character, I was rather hoping to get a chance to talk about how much I love the Ninth Doctor. Maybe another time.
Okay, I adore Captain Jack. Absolutely adore him. I'll confess that when he first turned up (in The Empty Child) I found him irritating at best - smarmy, a little dull, and apparently with a Holy Mission to ogle whatever arses were in his vicinity. In The Doctor Dances, he was a little better ("A sonic screwdriver? Who does that? Who looks at a screwdriver and thinks 'oooh, this could be a little more... sonic'?"), but I still thought he couldn't possibly compare to the Doctor and Rose.
Then Boom Town aired, and right from the opening I warmed to him. He'd just fitted into the TARDIS so perfectly, and although I had loved the relationship between the Doctor and Rose, the group dynamic between the three of them was ten times better. His flirting with the Doctor, his slightly manic way of explaining things ("...and the Earth goes *insane arm motion* whumpf"), the ease with which he fitted in, everything. It felt as if he'd been there all along.
By the ending of Boom Town, I thought I couldn't love him more.
And then the two-parter series finale came along and made me eat my words. Not that I actually said it. Hmmm. Eat my thoughts? Something like that.
After Boom Town, I couldn't help but love his cheekiness in Bad Wolf (I've got to admit, I've never before known of a character who will happily grope a robot and keep a compact laser up his arse), and that serious side of him we saw when he thought that Rose had been disintegrated - that scene when Rose got disintegrated was incredible, with the contrast between the Doctor's reaction (total shutdown, disbelief) and Jack's ("Don't touch him! Don't you dare touch him! [...] You killed her! Your stupid freaking gameshow killed her!"). And, of course, how happy he was when he figured out that she was still alive, and how he immediately wanted to show the Doctor, and the hug of glee (although I can't help wondering: what if he had been wrong? Rose would have died, and Jack would - albeit unintentionally - have killed Lynda. How would that have affected his relationship with the Doctor?).
Then there was, of course, The Parting of the Ways.
The scene in which he kissed Rose and the Doctor was so, so touching. It couldn't possibly have been more perfect - at least, the first time I watched it. In the repeat, it could probably have been made more perfect by my brothers (whom I love dearly) not yelling and waving their hands in front of my face. Still, it was a beautiful moment, and it showed how much he loves both Rose and the Doctor.
I don't even know what kind of love it is. It's very deep; something more than friendship, but - I think - other than sexual (but if either or both of them wanted to have sex with him, he'd probably still jump at the chance, because he is Jack, after all). Just a really lovely 'goodbye' moment.
("Never doubted him. Never will.")
He fought to his death with the Daleks, even though he knew it was hopeless, just to buy the Doctor twenty more seconds. If that's not loyalty (friendship, love, whatever you want to call it), I don't know what is.
I was so, so shocked when he died.
And then Insane!Glowing!TARDISy!Rose brought him back, and I was so happy, but then he heard the sound of the engines and bolted into the room and was too late and had to watch the TARDIS fading away. He'd just died and been brought back and then he was just abandoned. It was so heartbreaking. The only living thing on Satellite Five, and he had to watch the Doctor (and Rose, although he didn't know it) leave.
Gits.
(Okay, Rose was unconscious, and the Doctor must have known that he died, but still. YOU CAN'T LEAVE JACK BEHIND.)
And now the only non-Jack-centric part of this rambling:
My feelings at the regeneration were mixed. I wish I could say it was a mix of "oh no Nine is gone" and "yay Ten!", but it was more a mix of "Oh God, Nine is gone, he's been my reason for living for the past couple of months and I didn't even realise it until now, this person who isn't him is wearing his jacket and it's so strange and wrong and I'm going to go read a tonne of fanfic and watch DVDs until he works his way permanently into my personality and I become the Doctor", "I can't believe you left Jack behind, you git," and "WHY ARE HIS EYES SO WIDE? WHY ISN'T HE BLINKING? WHAT THE HELL IS THAT VOICE AND THAT GRIN AND ARGH SCARY NEW DOCTOR."
In other words: oh god the regeneration broke me.
And I know people are probably going to think I'm passing judgement too soon. I'm going to give Ten a chance, okay? It's just... Nine is always going to be my Doctor. Words cannot express how much I love him. Give me some time to mourn him.
I was fairly happy with my icons; they covered my three main fandoms (Final Fantasy, Silent Hill, Doctor Who) and the three main emotions (contentment, skepticism and running to save the day hoorah!). If they all become Doctor Who icons in the next few days, however, just roll your eyes and mutter about Riona's insane fangirlishness and tendency to invest too much emotion in fandoms.
Is it odd that, although I've only been writing in the fandom for one month, I've written about three times more fic for Doctor Who than for any other fandom? (Mostly drabbles, granted, but it's still a little strange.)
I should totally have been revising instead of typing this. Oh, well.
You broke my heart.
Thanks a lot.
This is actually referring to the ending of The Parting of the Ways (the last episode of this Doctor Who series), and so it would make sense for me to ramble about that episode in this post, as indeed I was planning to do. However, it's somehow turned into a lot of rambling about how much I love Captain Jack Harkness. While he is a Doctor Who character, I was rather hoping to get a chance to talk about how much I love the Ninth Doctor. Maybe another time.
Okay, I adore Captain Jack. Absolutely adore him. I'll confess that when he first turned up (in The Empty Child) I found him irritating at best - smarmy, a little dull, and apparently with a Holy Mission to ogle whatever arses were in his vicinity. In The Doctor Dances, he was a little better ("A sonic screwdriver? Who does that? Who looks at a screwdriver and thinks 'oooh, this could be a little more... sonic'?"), but I still thought he couldn't possibly compare to the Doctor and Rose.
Then Boom Town aired, and right from the opening I warmed to him. He'd just fitted into the TARDIS so perfectly, and although I had loved the relationship between the Doctor and Rose, the group dynamic between the three of them was ten times better. His flirting with the Doctor, his slightly manic way of explaining things ("...and the Earth goes *insane arm motion* whumpf"), the ease with which he fitted in, everything. It felt as if he'd been there all along.
By the ending of Boom Town, I thought I couldn't love him more.
And then the two-parter series finale came along and made me eat my words. Not that I actually said it. Hmmm. Eat my thoughts? Something like that.
After Boom Town, I couldn't help but love his cheekiness in Bad Wolf (I've got to admit, I've never before known of a character who will happily grope a robot and keep a compact laser up his arse), and that serious side of him we saw when he thought that Rose had been disintegrated - that scene when Rose got disintegrated was incredible, with the contrast between the Doctor's reaction (total shutdown, disbelief) and Jack's ("Don't touch him! Don't you dare touch him! [...] You killed her! Your stupid freaking gameshow killed her!"). And, of course, how happy he was when he figured out that she was still alive, and how he immediately wanted to show the Doctor, and the hug of glee (although I can't help wondering: what if he had been wrong? Rose would have died, and Jack would - albeit unintentionally - have killed Lynda. How would that have affected his relationship with the Doctor?).
Then there was, of course, The Parting of the Ways.
The scene in which he kissed Rose and the Doctor was so, so touching. It couldn't possibly have been more perfect - at least, the first time I watched it. In the repeat, it could probably have been made more perfect by my brothers (whom I love dearly) not yelling and waving their hands in front of my face. Still, it was a beautiful moment, and it showed how much he loves both Rose and the Doctor.
I don't even know what kind of love it is. It's very deep; something more than friendship, but - I think - other than sexual (but if either or both of them wanted to have sex with him, he'd probably still jump at the chance, because he is Jack, after all). Just a really lovely 'goodbye' moment.
("Never doubted him. Never will.")
He fought to his death with the Daleks, even though he knew it was hopeless, just to buy the Doctor twenty more seconds. If that's not loyalty (friendship, love, whatever you want to call it), I don't know what is.
I was so, so shocked when he died.
And then Insane!Glowing!TARDISy!Rose brought him back, and I was so happy, but then he heard the sound of the engines and bolted into the room and was too late and had to watch the TARDIS fading away. He'd just died and been brought back and then he was just abandoned. It was so heartbreaking. The only living thing on Satellite Five, and he had to watch the Doctor (and Rose, although he didn't know it) leave.
Gits.
(Okay, Rose was unconscious, and the Doctor must have known that he died, but still. YOU CAN'T LEAVE JACK BEHIND.)
And now the only non-Jack-centric part of this rambling:
My feelings at the regeneration were mixed. I wish I could say it was a mix of "oh no Nine is gone" and "yay Ten!", but it was more a mix of "Oh God, Nine is gone, he's been my reason for living for the past couple of months and I didn't even realise it until now, this person who isn't him is wearing his jacket and it's so strange and wrong and I'm going to go read a tonne of fanfic and watch DVDs until he works his way permanently into my personality and I become the Doctor", "I can't believe you left Jack behind, you git," and "WHY ARE HIS EYES SO WIDE? WHY ISN'T HE BLINKING? WHAT THE HELL IS THAT VOICE AND THAT GRIN AND ARGH SCARY NEW DOCTOR."
In other words: oh god the regeneration broke me.
And I know people are probably going to think I'm passing judgement too soon. I'm going to give Ten a chance, okay? It's just... Nine is always going to be my Doctor. Words cannot express how much I love him. Give me some time to mourn him.
I was fairly happy with my icons; they covered my three main fandoms (Final Fantasy, Silent Hill, Doctor Who) and the three main emotions (contentment, skepticism and running to save the day hoorah!). If they all become Doctor Who icons in the next few days, however, just roll your eyes and mutter about Riona's insane fangirlishness and tendency to invest too much emotion in fandoms.
Is it odd that, although I've only been writing in the fandom for one month, I've written about three times more fic for Doctor Who than for any other fandom? (Mostly drabbles, granted, but it's still a little strange.)
I should totally have been revising instead of typing this. Oh, well.
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Anyway, great commentary! I would elaborate, but I'm still going 'omg!!!' since last night and aren't very coherent. :)
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*Rereads*
Yup, I agree with pretty much everything you've said, there.
The last shot of Jack had me crying harder than the rest of the episode, almost, because from where he was standing.. I guess he'll realise the Doctor thought he was dead, but still. :'(
And I like David Tennant. I really, really like David Tennant but he isn't the Doctor. It felt horrible, watching him being the Doctor.
Oh, and revision? I've forgotten how to do it. All I'm capable of these days is reading/writing/watching/discussing Doctor Who. Brilliant :D
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(And I made an icon inspired by my thoughts on this post.)
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I wonder how they're going to get Jack back? They just abandoned him on a big space station full of dead people and broken robots. How charming.
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Heh, I just wrote about the same thing in my journal...
I'm broken too. And I was very upset when Jack died, even though I kept chanting "he signed for next season" over and over. But as my husband pointed out, time machine, they could have gone to see him in the past. I was so glad he came back... he really was amazing this episode.
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Out of my head, please.
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Jack doesn't know what has happened to the Doctor. It seems beyond the realm of possibility that the Doctor could survive if the Daleks got to him. On the other hand, it seems beyond the realm of possibility for all the Daleks to be disintegrated -- last he knew, everyone and everything in the near-Earth area was slated for death at the Doctor's hands.
He does know that the TARDIS left, but not whether someone was inside it.
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So far as Jack knows, Rose never came back.
He does know that he's alive, although he should also be pretty damn sure that he died. Does he think the Doctor played another game with nanobots to save him?
Rose might have revived other people on the Satellite. Possible other people on Earth as well.
Jack said he wouldn't doubt the Doctor. We'll see. Personally? I think this is an invitation to lots and lots of fic about Jack travelling the universe.