On Alfredsson leaving the Sens to sign with Detroit

I don’t understand this at all.

I don’t understand it and I probably may never will.

After I had let my feelings of anger set aside, all that’s left is disappointment.  I honestly thought that Alfie had more sense than this and finish his career in the city he’s come to call his own, to the team he’s helped break the funk and make the playoffs for the past 15 years, but this I don’t understand.

He had absolutely NO REASON at all to leave, no reason.  Except he made his intentions rather clear and that’s what angers me the most and have left me with a deep seeded feeling of shame for this decision.

I should address a few statements I’ve seen floating around concerning how good this has turned out to be and I need to state my thoughts in response.

1. It’s his decision, his career, he should finish it wherever he wants.

Well, was it Wayne Gretzky’s “decision” to finish in Edmonton?  Obviously not, since the GM dealt him to L.A. and he hasn’t had the best of luck in his career since (his back injury that shortened his career, no cup rings since).  Was it Marian Hossa’s decision to finish in Ottawa?  No, he got dealt by Muckler against his wishes when he had the numbers and the stats to prove how much more he could have improved Ottawa on the first line.  How many players have wanted to play for their drafted team their entire career and not have the choice to finish there?  If anything, I’ve got a newfound respect for Steve Yzerman, at least he finished his career with the same team before moving on.

2. It was a business decision.

If all decisions were done bereft of passion and emotional integrity for the sake of the “business” then what the fuck are the fans paying money for tickets for?  We don’t attend “business meetings”, we attend a fucking hockey game and this is a sour “business” decision.  Again, he had no reason to leave.  He’s a captain, a role-model, a team-player, and a leader to the next generation of NHL rookies breaking into the league.  He should have been there to continue guiding these kids into the next season and retire with his head held high.  What he just did was saying that winning the cup was far more important than guiding the youth of the NHL into the next 5-10 years and make Ottawa a cup contender again.  He’s telling his team-mates, the guys he’s played with for over a decade that the cup was more important.  He’s telling the city of Ottawa and all its fans that the cup is more important than we are.  He’s given us the middle finger is what he did and we’re supposed to applaud this “decision”?

3. He wanted to win the cup.

NO SHIT.  Every player who’s ever played in a professional sports league wants to win the big ass fucking trophy at the end of the season.  This is more than just winning the big prize, it’s about how you get there, and throwing others under the fucking bus isn’t one of them.

Detroit’s slipping out of the loop year after year, I’ve been noticing.  They don’t have the consistency that Boston or Chicago currently has.  They have no trouble making the playoffs, fine, but their depth core has been lacking since their last cup victory.  Had Alfie signed with Boston as it was rumoured, I might have been more okay with this, but signing with Detroit?  I can’t wrap my head around this at all.

You want to wish him all the best?  Fine.  You want to burn his jerseys and his photos and all Alfie memorabilia? Go nuts, I don’t care.

I’m a Sens fan before I’m a fan of a player and I care more about how good the team can be next season.  But I did expect a smarter decision on Alfie’s part and I was let down.

I guess 17 years worth of memories, goals, points and awards don’t mean all that much unless you add a Stanley Cup to the list.

Goodbye, Alfie.  I guess we’ll have to rally behind a new captain next season, huh?

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Top 20 favourite movies of all time (#17)

#17: The Running Man

I grew up watching Arnold Schwarzenegger and many of his action movies.  The Terminator, Commando, Kindergarten Cop, Total Recall, True Lies, and yeah, even Batman & Robin.  Thinking about all the ones that I’ve seen over the years, The Running Man is the one I seem to go back to the most, it sticks out as one of those Arnold movies I can get around to watching every time it comes on.

It’s also kind of prophetic in a way with the setting of the movie where a police state runs the country and television is the moral absolute for everyone, dominating the airwaves with lies and deceit and they’ll distort the truth however they see fit, and an underground resistance is the only thing that can stop them.

What also works with this movie are the many one-liners Arnold delivers before and after he kills the “stalkers” in the movie that still ring funny and don’t seem outdated because you’re introduced to this alternate future where we’ve let television become the be all and end all of us as a species.

For an Arnold flick, his reactions are pretty decent and he’ll stick up for his friends when he needs to and how he’s treated by the military, the government and the Running Man game show host evokes enough pathos that we want to see him overcome adversity.

The woman in the movie I found doesn’t really come across as annoying like most of what you’d expect from a female secondary character and she shows resilience and resourcefulness when it mattered the most and doesn’t convey that damsel in distress character archetype all that often.  When you’ve got burly strong ‘roid-raging men as your gladiators of choice with all sorts of weapons and gadgets at their disposal, there’s not a whole lot you can do to survive…unless you’re Arnold, of course :p.

While I consider Total Recall my other favourite Arnold movie, The Running Man is the one I give a bigger nod to and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

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Top 20 favourite movies of all time (#18)

#18: Cyborg

Long before we saw him in Street Fighter, Jean-Claude Van Damme was well-known for quite a few martial arts movies, two of which I consider my all-time favourites, sitting at numbers 18 and 17 respectively.

I was thinking about how I would go about including Van Damme’s earlier work out of the four that I had chosen for myself and Cyborg was an easy choice based on how well I enjoyed the story and the setting of the movie.  I also considered these two because of how good Van Damme can be as an actor.  Its rare to see action stars be able to pull off a very good performance when they’re not using their fists and kicks.  But anyway, onto the movie.

This low-budget story takes place in a post-apocalyptic world where scientists have found a cure for a plague that has been ravaging the human race, and they “upgraded” (I guess that’s what they were doing) a human into a cyborg so that she could carry the information to Atlanta for the CDC to produce the cure.  But word gets out about this and land pirates want the cure for themselves to continue exercising their power and terror over the masses.

I will say this, these are what pirates are supposed to be like.  Ruthless, pillaging, going from town to town killing all in their path and stealing what valuables the townspeople have.  Most other versions of pirates look too “clean”, like they’re just wearing the costumes and the make-up and talking their pirate talk.  These ones you feel have been wearing those clothes for years.  They’re torn, dirty, probably caked with the blood of their victims and they look ugly as fuck without even the slightest need for make-up.  You know they mean business when you see them on screen and it makes them much more effective as a group of villains than most other versions of pirates you’ve seen on the big screen.

Hot on the trail of these pirates is Gibson, a “slinger”.  Slingers are your merc/bounty hunter type of lone warrior that the scientists hired to escort the Cyborg to Atlanta, and he comes across a female companion who’s looking to help find the cure.  But Gibson is more interested in vengeance because the leader of the pirates, Fender, was responsible for killing Gibson’s family.  Now the family, which are shown in flashbacks, took Gibson in as he was helping them leave the plague ravaged cities and the mother eventually fell in love with him.  But Fender and his men came across them too and held Gibson, the mother and her baby boy hostage, forcing the daughter to hold them up by barbed wire.  He tells her that if she can hold them up, they’ll live.  Well, shit.

Back to the present and Gibson and the woman who tags along have different agendas, his is vengeance, hers is finding the cure, both clearly on the same path to Atlanta.  All points do eventually converge there.

A good portion of the movie is mostly Gibson hunting down the pirates, whom eventually take the Cyborg (she gives herself up knowing Gibson won’t be able to take them all down).  Fender’s aware of this and holds the cyborg up as some sort of bargaining chip.  Knowing he’s outnumbered, he lures them away from the cyborg in pursuit of him, culminating into this wasteland area where Gibson’s fatigue gets the better of him and he’s crucified to the mast of an old torn-up ship, left to die.

The flashbacks to the family play out again and his desire for vengeance are strong enough that he frees himself and recovers for a while before heading to Atlanta.  We also realize that the daughter grew up to join Fender and become a pirate herself but actually remembers Gibson’s face and feels unsure about her loyalty (little moments that work :)).

So everyone relevant are now in Atlanta and Gibson and Fender have it out, Fender actually showing that he’s very strong, not just all talk and its a pretty big fight between the two.  The fight eventually has Gibson winning and they take the Cyborg to the CDC (or what’s left of it) and the movie ends.

What I like the most about the movie are the music and the cinematography, you see really good camera work and lighting for several scenes to convey the mood at the right time.  The acting from the main players holds their own despite the secondary pirate characters being just screaming grunts looking to kill and maim.  The guy who plays Fender isn’t well-known but those eyes almost lack any sort of pigmentation, which makes him more scary looking when he takes the sunglasses off and you have to look into those very pale blue eyes (I wonder if those were contacts?)

For a low-budget production, they use their sets effectively to convey the tone of the movie and how bad things have gotten from the plague.

As for the dialogue, there isn’t much to it, and I like that its kept to a minimum without the need for heavy expository lines.  You see more from the flashbacks as to why Gibson wants to hunt down Fender and why he’s cold-hearted and merciless to his enemies.

What works the best when you use the theme of vengeance in a movie is that not only is the protagonist seeking justice, but the element of vengeance almost makes him/her detached from their humanity.  In the case of this movie, its almost like Gibson is a cyborg himself, devoid of emotion, just acting with one sole purpose in mind and you see that in a couple of scenes.  The limited dialogue enhances the theme and I love movies that show and not tell, so you see the weight of the movie even more.

With that said, look forward to #17.

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Top 20 favourite movies of all time (#19)

#19: UHF

I freaking LOVE “Weird Al” Yankovic.

He’s probably one of the greatest musicians to have ever graced the music industry and no one seems to give him enough credit for how much talent this guy truly has.

People write hit after hit after hit and Weird Al comes along and can write up a hilarious parody of it at the snap of your fingers.

I remember him most for his “hijacking” of Much Music during the 90s and bringing us Al Music, his own spoofed up version of Much Music and that was some really funny shit.  Even funnier were when he riffs on actual music videos and you don’t see those nowadays, except for Rifftrax and MST3K of old as far as movies go, but when it came to music, Weird Al has a level of genius that can only be thrown into the same group as your well-known rock legend of yesteryear.

So as far as my choice for number 19 on the list, UHF fits comfortably so.  Again, not many would consider this a cinematic masterpiece but anyone who’s loved and listened to Weird Al’s music would look to this movie and say fuck yeah I love this movie.  So…fuck yeah, I love this movie :D.


George Newman is a down-on-his-luck jack-of-all-trades who very so often goes into his imaginary world, but reality brings him back and he feels horrible about being unable to balance real life with make-believe and its also caused a strain on his relationship with his girlfriend Teri.

When his uncle Harvey (didn’t he name his hamster Harvey?) wins the deed to a UHF tv station, his aunt decides that George should become the station’s new manager and he and his friend set off to see what they can do with it.

George brings his creativity to the station with a couple of shows like Town Talk where he talks to a shop teacher who ends up sawing his thumb off and doesn’t seem the least bit phased by it (dark but funny :)).

We also get your token bad guy of the movie, R. J. Fletcher, owner of channel 8, the “big man” of tv networks and as simple as plots go, he schemes and tries to undermine everyone underneath him, babies his son and bullies his way around to get what he wants.

So when Fletcher fires the janitor (pre-Seinfeld’s Michael Richards), George comes across him after delivering a package that was accidentally sent to him when it was addressed to Fletcher and hires him.

The general theme that plays throughout this movie is that any accident seems to bring an opportunity.  George’s back luck with keeping track of time cost him his relationship since he forgot his girlfriend’s birthday whom he promised he would take out for a fancy dinner.  oops.

With the station about to go down for good, George decides to drown his sorrows in booze and lets the janitor, Stanley Spudowski (a name not many people can easily forget) to take over for his attempt at a kid’s show.  Again, crisis or accidents bring opportunity in this movie and Stanley’s an instant hit with the kids and the audience that somehow caught on to the program as it was airing.

The little monologue Stanley gives about using a mop to clean up your mess and clean up the messes in your life is probably one of the highlights of the movie and really well-written for this kind of movie and many people can take note of that.  Realizing that they’ve got something good going, they start adding new shows with some of their neighbours hosting them:  A Karate instructor running a game show (STOOPID, YOU’RE SO STOOPID!), a latino with a lazy eye who has a menagerie of animals and one wonders how he gets away with the subtle cruelty, an early version of Jerry Springer with a revamped Town Talk, Conan the Librarian and Ghandi 2 just to name a few, on top of Stanley’s clubhouse being their main show.

Word gets to Fletcher that the station’s ratings are going through the roof and he vows he’ll stop at nothing to shut them down.  He makes a deal with Uncle Harvey to pay off his gambling debt but before he closes the deal, George hears about this and makes an appeal to match the debt and keep the station alive.

So they hold a telethon and the community buys shares to help save the station and Fletcher does what he can to stop them, but fails of course.

Another key plot element is this bum who asks for change and the first time when George gives him change, he gives a dollar bill back.  Guess the bum really likes change for some reason, lol.  But later on, Fletcher gives him a coin which the bum knows is very valuable and gets a few thousand dollars from it.  He gives enough to save the station to George to pay off the debt and got a sweet Rolex watch to boot.  oops again, lol.

There’s also pre-nanny Fran Drescher playing the secretary who gets promoted to a journalist and while I can’t stand her voice, she does add depth to the character as do the others of this movie.  You got the hopeless dreamer who wants to succeed but can’t catch a break, his friend who stands with him even though he could easily ditch him for a better career, you got the girlfriend who’s tired of the guy’s bullshit but it motivates him to try harder to win her back, you got the loveable idiot with a heart of gold who just wants to help others, you got the bully who gets what he wants and will step over anyone to get it, and you got an alien that disguises himself as the station’s “engineer”…huh.

While most often you have seen characters like this before, the actors do bring a certain degree of life to them and for a simple movie you do feel for them and you want to root for them to succeed and for the bad guys to fail and you get a sense that small town folk really do care about their community which shows near the end when they want to own a piece of the action and simple tv that only wants to entertain.

While I wish Weird Al could have made more movies, maybe the critics were too harsh on him or it didn’t do so well at the box office and that’s probably why you don’t see him in the movies, but for what he was able to make, I certainly loved it enough to consider it one of my all-time favourites :).

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My top 20 Favourite movies of all time.

I’ve wanted to do this for a long time, I just haven’t thought through what I really wanted to consider as my all-time favourite movies.

Whenever I think of what my favourites are, I don’t usually consider what is good, but rather how often I am able to re-watch these movies and never grow tired of them.

This list may have one or two that could be considered best of all-time, or even slotted in the list of worst of all-time, its whomever views it that way.  But to me, I think heavily on how it affects me as someone who for the most part loves to sit down and watch a movie or a tv show from time to time.

I realized after I had compiled this list that a lot of these movies are from the 80s, which I think was the last great decade of movies before it slowly started to dwindle in quality, 1999 being the last year of good movies before the slow downward spiral happened.

Anyway, with that said, here’s my top 20 favourite movies of all-time.

#20: Robocop 2

I don’t know what it is about this one that makes me want to watch it again.  Its a movie where you know the ones making this movie aren’t taking it seriously nor do we as the audience have such high expectations given what we’ve seen from the first Robocop film (spoilers, its also on the list).

I honestly think this is one of the funniest movies I’ve ever seen.  To be perfectly blunt, I never have been a fan of comedies, there hasn’t been a comedy that I remember that truly grabbed me as a viewer.  It’s the kinds of movies where you’re not stamping the word comedy on the genre, but rather the level of humour given to several key moments throughout the movie.  You can have a drama and still nail a few jokes here and there to balance the serious tone of the movie and I find that for all the ultra-violence that Robocop 2 brings us, the sheer amount of silliness and campy moments remind us not to dig too deep into the movie.  Its bad, but we know its bad and we still want to watch it because it does have a few decent moments which I, myself, enjoy very much.

The way I’d like to approach this is by giving a brief synopsis of the plot, my thoughts on the characters and my overall thoughts on the movie and why I have it on my list.


So the movie takes place about a month or two after the events of the first movie and the Detroit police are on strike as they threatened to do in the first.  Some of the cops are still working while the majority are on the picket lines.  We see what effect this has on the city as crime runs rampant and a new drug lord named Cain is running the show with a new addictive drug called Nuke.

Robocop and his partner Lewis are still on the scene trying to bust this drug ring and do what they can to clean up the streets.

OCP on the other hand feels that they want to gain the upper hand and they’ve been hard at work on adding more cyborgs to the Robocop program (albeit with hilariously bad results) and hire this dominatrix-like woman psychologist who seems to have this wanton desire to manipulate any one she wants.

Robocop follows the trail of Cain to an old abandoned factory (much like what happened in the first movie, you’d think they’d take it to a different location), but he gets ambushed and torn apart like a car during a carjacking and Robocop is left in pieces, dumped back at the police station (note Robocop’s robogasm face.  Peter Weller, ladies and gentlemen :D).

So they piece him back together and OCP’s dominatrix/psychologist reprograms him with hundreds of different “rules”, since concerned parents don’t want Robocop to bring any bad ideas to their little ones.  Seriously, like these parents haven’t walked one inch in the streets of Detroit, nor have they watched the first movie :p.

Robocop has a bit of a silly-streak, even shooting at a guy to get him to put out his cigarette.  “Thank you for not smoking,” says McGears the cyborg loony.

But he knows something’s screwed up in his head and he jolts himself back to normal.  He speaks a few words to the other striking officers and somehow that gets them back on duty…why not?

So after a bit of chasing, shooting and usual action-y stuff, Cain’s critically injured and is rushed to the hospital where crazy dominatrix shrink pulls the plug and kills him as he’s begging her not to.  Damn, poor sociopath with a messianic complex couldn’t catch a break.

Her desire to consider a criminal for OCPs Robocop 2 program (ha ha ha, get it? quoting the title :p) leads to unleashing this new robotic monstrocity on the druggies who threw Cain under the bus (literally I guess? Ok, didn’t happen that way, but it might as well given the cheese this movie ferments itself with, lol) and wipes the floor with them, along with some of OCPs goons and the mayor’s posse, who were trying to cut a deal with the druggies to “save” the city of Detroit.  Damn, who can you trust in this city?  Well, Robocop, but he was too busy sniffing the flowers and saying how bad language leads to bad feelings, or something to that effect *shrugs*.

So somehow Robocop knows about this new cyborg and he knows that its got Cain inside, or his brain at least and crashes the new city unveiling gala and he and Cain slug it out throughout the building and Robocop makes Cain’s brain go squish.

So the CEO of OCP figures to cut his losses and throws psycho dominatrix shrink under the bus to save his own rich corporate ass and the streets of Detroit are safe again, thanks to Robocop.

And who else but good ol’ Frank Miller, the one who wrote this story?  Only Miller could have come up with a posse of druggies that include a 12 year old kid of all things, who swears, shoots guns, sells drugs, cuts deals with the police and the politicians and essentially licks Cain’s bootstraps.  Add in a typical female counterpart who’s high up on Nuke and worships the ground Cain walks upon and that’s about as much as you’d expect from Frank Miller’s cadre of villainy.

While Cain as a character does hold his own, its hard to top Clarence from the first movie. I give props to the kid, he convinces you that you want to beat the little snot up and he’s able to get away with it, he even accepts death in all its ugliness and unmerciful touch.

There wasn’t a whole lot they could really do with Robocop, a lot of it is a rehash of the first movie where he takes such a pounding yet eventually comes back just as new.  Seriously, I can’t imagine how much absolute batshit ultra-violence he goes through, poor guy can’t even catch a break.  Even the horrendously bad and unfunny Robocop 3 shits all over him with such cruelty.

So why do I like this movie?  It has moments that work, it has funny bits that still make me laugh (OCPs failed attempts at recreating the Robocop program, the “commercials” they throw at you throughout the movie, and the news broadcasts that make you go WTF?), and overall, even if its copied a few things from the first movie, I can’t seem to tear myself away from it.  It’s one of my guilty pleasures when it comes to movies and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

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“Hitch”hiking to the absolute

I would say “…to the galaxy” but to compare Hitchens to Douglas Adams would be like comparing apples to oranges.

The world loses another human thinker, one still too soon to depart from mortality.  Not half a year ago we lost another great mind in Jack Layton, and now we must say goodbye to Christopher Hitchens.

I only recently delved more deeply into my stance as a free-thinker/atheist, so I never really got to know Hitchen’s works.  Nothing a little Youtube can’t fix, right?

He was fearless in everything that he did that not even the absolute certainty of death could ever sway him.

I know that it’s been a while since I last wrote in this blog, so I felt compelled to post here once more after learning of his passing.


We all see them, we all know them, only the Sith deal with them (ok, bad quote, but still works, lol).  There are only a finite level of absolutes we are certain of, and as evolved thinkers, we must never ignore that which is absolute.

The finite time of life that we are given is absolute.  Life is what we must make of it, what we must see of it, and what we must leave behind of it.  What is the legacy we wish to lead in life?  What is the purpose we must seek in life?

Cancer is absolute. 

It’s the predator that hunts relentlessly, it’s the ghost in the machine of living matter that devours from within.  We cannot see it until it is too late.  We cannot reason with it, bargain with it, nor hope that it will change its mind and leave.  We must accept it when it comes and either fight it or let it take hold of us.  Courageous people almost always choose to fight it, because of their sense of self-preservation.  It can be beaten, it has been done before.  But it can also come back.

Cancer knows no faith, no religion.  It doesn’t care who you believe or don’t believe in.  Cancer is blind to colour, creed, sex, orientation. 

Cancer is absolute. 

It does not care whether you are of good or poor health, it does not care for love or hate. 

Cancer is absolute.

It does not care where on the food chain it rests, it functions only as a single destructive entity that hides inside each and every one of us.  It is the shadow that tails us when we can’t see it, it is the fly on the wall that we ignore until it buzzes.  It is the sleeping giant, patiently waiting for the moment to awaken.

Cancer is absolute.

It reminds us of our limitations.  It tells us that one day, we too will die.  It reminds us of how finite our life is and what we must do during that time.

Cancer is absolute.

Let us not forget that we are not immortal.  Thinkers, feelers, philosophers, theists, anti-theists, leaders, followers, heroes, villains, the rich, the poor, politicians, scientists, humans and animals, ALL share the absolute certainty of our limitation.

I do not grieve for the thinking mind of Hitchens, rather I salute his work, his life, and his writing.  He knew where he would go when he died, and faced it with quiet reflection.  He did not look at it in fear, rather I think he looked at it in wonder.

When we die, we can no longer see the things we see, or hear the things we hear.  I see and hear things differently than others, and the same could be said of the opposite.

Just because our life is absolute doesn’t mean we should be regretful of it.  I do not want to spend eternity looking at everything, I want other people to have the opportunity to observe life for themselves.

To see what others cannot see, warrants no absolutes.


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Defending the Doctor

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“I don’t want to go.”

For a while, I’ve seen people have so much trouble accepting this as the 10th doctor’s final words before his regeneration. thatguywiththeglasses.com has quite a few reviewers who are huge fans of the series, both old and new and I’m trying to wrap my brain around the whole negative feedback this has received.

First of all, it looks more like it’s singling out one specific doctor, when one really has to look at the whole character in general.

The Doctor, wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey et al, has shown various sides of his personality and different preferences/interests after each regeneration, the main one being choice of clothing (though I am glad he finally abandoned the ?? motif from the last 3 doctor forms he’s taken from the classic series (seriously, I never quite got the ? pattern).

You have to look at his character as a whole, not just one specific doctor, or be all nitpicky about why such and such actor didn’t do such a good job of playing the doctor. All actors brought their own uniqueness to the doctor that each version slightly differs from the previous, but at the core of it all, you have similar traits:

– He’s very intelligent
– He’s able to always be one step ahead of everyone else
– He values life as much as he values time itself
– He’s a bit narcissistic
– He can “McGuyver” his way through anything (though later using his sonic screwdriver)

If you’ve been paying very close attention to the last 3 doctors (9, 10, 11), each doctor has a subtle theme associated with his pending regeneration that when it culminates itself, the torch gets passed on.

Doctor 9 was Bad Wolf, and Doctor 11 looks to be the Silence, but has since thwarted their attempts to kill him twice.

When it came to Doctor 10, the subtle theme was the absolute concept of death, a death where no time lord can regenerate from, no death that he can escape from. It’s a death that is final and absolute that the Doctor himself cannot bring himself to understand nor accept.

When Doctor 2 was forced to regenerate into Doctor 3, he didn’t take it like a man, he whined and begged for mercy from the other time lords. The same could be said of Doctor 10, he couldn’t accept that this prophecy that he will die and not regenerate is the scariest thing he’s ever had to deal with. A time lord has always accepted death knowing that he’ll regenerate into a new form, but when faced with a death without regeneration, what does that make of him? Taking away the one true thing that gives him purpose and meaning as a time lord, immortal to live and watch over all of existence for eternity. And that was going to be robbed from him.

Saying that he doesn’t want to go means that he doesn’t want to die, and when he sees his hand spout the energy, he shows confusion and concern, unsure whether this means he will regenerate, or he’ll “explode” into energy that will disperse throughout the universe. The TARDIS itself breaking apart was also symbolic of the potential for being an absolute death.

When the Doctor finally does regenerate, he’s overwhelmed with happiness and child-like wonder that he has a much better understanding of life and death than he ever has. Each regeneration brings with him a new understanding and wisdom which he uses to its peak. It is this understanding that allows him to accept his absolute death when it comes, yet still somehow manage to cheat it through different means.

That’s my take on the 10th Doctor’s regeneration, as I saw it as another variable in his character progression since the first doctor.

Also take note that each doctor looks younger than the previous version, which I believe will have Doctor 12 have an actor younger than Matt Smith (as far as I know).

Also, I have a theory that the 12th Doctor will be the final one (think numbers on a clock 1 to 12 ;)).


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