Who Sunday: The Eleventh Hour, Steven Moffat

Moffat and Smith were faced with an awful task: Bring Who fans into a new season with a new Doctor. They hit the ground running, and Smith never stopped. Moffat got his feet tangled up in his mythology–you know that crack in Amy’s wall? you’re going to get damn tired of that crack–but even hobbled, he brings a new kind of insanity to the series. I’ll forgive him a lot for “Let’s Kill Hitler” alone, not to mention throwaway lines like “Blimey. Get a girlfriend, Jeff” and “Do I just have a face that nobody listens to? Again?” But not for Clara and stuff like “The universe is cracked, the Pandorica will open, silence will fall” which will take eons to pay off. Fortunately, the Doctor has eons.

Great example of how to burst a new character into an old show and throw in some new companions, too, while moving at warp speed so nobody has time to think, “I miss Ten.” First step: cast Matt Smith. Extra points: the creepy monster mom and her creepy monster daughters (please cast Olivia Coleman in everything, thank you).