I think one of the worst parts of the special to me was that it actually seemed to expect me to feel something. It wasn’t even a particularly clever attempt at emotional manipulation. The swelling of the music, the attempts at poetry… you have Matt Smith standing there, acting his poor lil heart out, saying drivel about “not forgetting one line” — of such incredibly bad scripts with poor characterization and all-over-the-place plotlines, and I’m like … I want to forget this. And I want you to forget it too, Matt Smith. And go off and do wonderful things with your career a la Tennant, with writers who can actually write and have a clue of what a character arc is. You deserved better, Matt Smith — and as fans, so the hell do WE.