Smokey and The Bandit introduce The Doctor and her companions to the Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World of rubbish snipers and sentient offcuts

Dalek helmets, Time Corridon'ts and about fifty different plots coalesce in this terrible/wonderful companion exit serial

The Sixth Doctor and Peri head to Baltimore to attend a funeral, indulge in breathing exercises and potentially save mankind in the process.

A brand new Doctor, show runner and aesthetic, no TARDIS, different music. Oh, and new troops. No, not troops. Team. Gang. Fam? Either way, it’s a solid start for the Thirteenth Doctor.

Terrific story arcs and eyebrows to knock your spatiotemporal socks off. We discuss Peter Capaldi’s run as The Twelfth Doctor

Doc discovers a grave situation below the surface, Tegan is a defective android and Turlough exhibits some OTT PTSD. It’s great!

Glass Avatars from the future don’t care about Data Privacy Agreements while the first and then-latest Doctor do Timelord Kegels to keep their respective regeneration at bay

Love blossoms between a terrible businesswoman and an obvious serial killer in the last Holiday Special of the Whittaker Era

It’s been a tough year for mankind, but we got through it together and a lot of laughs made it all the more bearable

Method-acting LARPers seek inspiration in Zardoz’ growing crack