RIP Rose Tyler?

Caveat emptor: This post is of no interest whatsoever unless you too are a fan of Dr Who, and if you are a fan and have not yet seen new Season 2, there are SPOILERS.

I’ve got that feeling again. That sense-of-impending-doom feeling. Only this time, it’s in relation to the last episode of Season 2 of Dr Who and it’s because it looks very much as if Rose dies. You never know with Dr Who; the writers like to mess with your head a bit, so there’s a slight chance that when Rose says, in the voiceover to the penultimate episode, ‘This is the story of how I died’, she’s only telling half the story. These last episodes were written by Russell T. Davies, the maestro, which means they can take you to unexpected places and push you to very the edge of heartbreak, but sometimes pull you back. But sometimes not.

I’ve been racing through this season since I discovered it was on iTunes at $1.99 per episode, at a time when our crappy internet connection has magically improved. That was on Saturday, about 5 episodes ago, because $1.99 a go? Hit me again. And again. Stuff waiting around for Netflix, give me instant (well, 25 minutes or thereabouts) gratification. I’m obsessed, of course. Right now, if I could just stay home and watch series 3 and 4 back to back, I would. At one (particularly tedious) job I had in the past, I would pick up a manuscript, set off to ‘work at home’, drive straight to the video store and collect an entire season of Buffy to watch for the day. These occasional days never had the slightest effect on my ability to hit the required work deadlines. In fact, as far as I recall, after 15 years of working fulltime in five different companies, only two of the jobs I have had required me to work at more than 50% capacity for any length of time and those were down at the photocopying end of the employment spectrum. And yet, my physical presence has still been required, even if I am snoozing with my eyes open. Weird.

But back to important matters, the imminent (or perhaps not) death of Rose and thus the end of a true love story. The Doctor, of course, will then find a new assistant, which seems kind of heartless but how would you like to be flying solo through time and space for the rest of eternity? But he will first be anguished, and I don’t want to see adorable David Tennant playing an anguished Doctor, because you just know that he will tap straight into the untold years of unbearable loss that are in the background of the story all the time. David Tennant, by the way, currently owns the role of Dr Who to the point where anyone else is unthinkable as far as I’m concerned. He plays it multi-faceted, mostly seeming to carry the whole weight of the backstory lightly enough, until the next threat looms, at which point, he sets his jaw and deals with it. A few people die, then, because he can’t save everyone. The Doctor makes harsh choices in every episode, but until now he’s always been able to save Rose. If anyone on the 5.01 train sees me sobbing, you’ll know that this time, he didn’t.