Reflections on Dr. Who, season the first

While knitting, I alternate between watching Stargate SG-1 and Dr. Who. And I knit quite a bit these days. So today I was able to get through the last few episodes of season one of the Doctor, and here are my reactions (mostly in reverse order)::


WHY???? WHY NEW DOCTOR WHY???? I'M NOT READY!!!!!!!!

That was about it. 

Oh wait... there was also ... 

HOLY BALLSACK A BISEXUAL MALE ON TELEVISION THAT ISN'T A COMPLETE STEREOTYPE, MOCKED, OR HARRASSED!!!

Rose has a knack for picking up guys to bring along for the ride. Mikey is lame - I hope we don't have to deal with him much longer. That one with the chip in his brain - serves him right. But oh, bless my stars, Cap'n Jack was adorable. The repore that the three had on the Tardis several times just clenched at my little heart, their banter made me want those scenes to never end. The kiss in the season finale was just priceless and bravo to everyone involved for not making it ridiculous. 

Early on I found the relationship between the Doctor and Rose to be the most important aspect of the show. I loved that even in the "first" season (yes, yes, it existed before, but the first season of even a reboot can have some ... minor bumps) this is brought to the forefront. His kiss at the end of the finale reminded me of Cordy kissing Angel to take the visions away - which made it a major plus. 

I really love it all. I'm nervous about a new doctor because I really got attached to Christopher Eccleston's performance.