I wrote a slight variation of the following over in boji's journal, and I'm sharing it here.
I gave the show up about five or six episodes after Nine's run, and went almost to the end of Ten without watching it. Insistence from friends that I give it another shot caused me to cave, so I caught up just before Eleven arrived on the scene.
I still wasn't crazy about it, and would've gladly put it down were it not the lingua franca of almost every single one of my friends. So I tolerated it for them, though I remained pretty confident that this young actor wouldn't be able to touch Christopher Eccleston.
And then, an odd thing happened: I never liked Amy (the character - I've no problem with Gillan), and I would rant regularly over the incoherence of Moffat's show direction, but Matt Smith? I stayed for him. Year after year -- his beautiful weariness kept me when nothing else about the show would've. Mister Smith, I apologize for my ageist assumptions.
I don't have a "my Doctor," but Matt Smith has demonstrated tremendous range in this role, and I'm going to truly miss him. He has moved me in otherwise mediocre episodes: The Rings of Akhaten comes to mind.
Thank you so much, Matt Smith. I've been ready to leave so many times before, and yet, I just couldn't leave without you. I look forward to seeing where your talents take you.
I'm off work today, and don't want to give my time to writing a review right now, but I did want to mark the moment.
Tonight, I'm raising a glass in your memory. You were an insightful writer who inspired many in your role as a film critic, and you inspired many more during the last eight years of your life as you faced cancer with grace and courage.
I remember taking the movie beat for my high school paper, and writing my predictions for the Oscars in the hope that I'd match or beat you. I never did, but I tried because of "Sneak Previews" (yes, I remember the PBS show) and "At the Movies."
America's most beloved movie fan is gone. Tomorrow, newspapers will be filled with political cartoons, homages, and accolades acknowledging one of their best. It will be long before we see his like again.
My sincerest condolences to Chaz, his widow. Know that we honor you, too, and all that you did to ease his suffering. He will never be forgotten.
If there is a heaven, I'd wager that Gene Siskel is there to greet his old rival and friend. Both are now at peace. Cancer cannot hurt them any more.
Full credit to my wonderful husband for finding and sharing this one with me. :)
I think this will be a somewhat difficult choice: some of my favorites from each season are present, so part of it is definitely going to come down to how the challenges play out.
The competitors are:
From Season 1:
- Nina Flowers
- Tammie Brown
- Pandora Boxx
- Manila Luzon
- Alexis Mateo
- Yara Sofia
- Mimi Imfurst
- Chad Michaels
- Latrice Royale
- Chad Michaels (The total package)
- Shannel (girl can seriously beat a mug, and she didn't get a fair shake from Santino in S1)
- Nina Flowers (innovative and a sweetie) / Pandora Boxx (both funny and stylish)
- Chad Michaels
- Raven (I've always felt she was kind of a one trick pony, but they'll keep her around as the season's villain)
- Manila Luzon (before this week, I might've said Pandora Boxx here, but Sahara Davenport, Manila's partner of six years just died, so she may have a strong sympathy vote if she wasn't eliminated before Sahara's passing).
Here's the most recent trailer:
Some stunning looks there! I can't wait. While writing this post, t realized that I lacked a RPDR LJ icon, so I made a very basic one just now. I'll have to come up with something better, but it'll do for tonight.
Will any of you be tuning in?
Warmest wishes for a good new year to all who are observing Rosh Hashanah.