I know exactly what’s wrong with it: it’s too complicated. Emotionally, I mean. It has no echo, no resonance, it’s empty sci-fi. When the Doctor and Rose were separated into parallel universes in Doomsday, that felt like every love you’ve ever lost—even if it’s only the ones you’ve had in your head, like teenage virgins pining over love songs in their bedroom. But when you’ve been separated into different universes, but now have a double of the man that you loved, who’s not quite the same but who’s better because he’s mortal, but worse because he’s not the original… well, you’re going beyond human experience. There’s no parallel with real life. No equation. Therefore, no feeling.
Russell T. Davies, The Writer’s Tale Talking about Journey’s End (which I loved the ending to because I’m a shipper but I can definitely accept the above criticism) and also talking about why so much of S5-7 has not worked for me and also why the giant DOTD retcon does not work for me at all. It takes a story of a good man who had to make a hard, terrible decision and live with the consequences (like many of us do in our lives) and turns it into a sci-fi time-travel do-over that no one in real life ever gets. (via loremipsumfandom)