During Davies' years, it had heart. It had realism. Now, it's like a Scooby Doo cartoon, all wacky-craziness and fun-house mirrors and plot twists and nonsense. It's a kid's show now in a way that it never has been before, a real honest-to-God kid's show. And the whole thing has just fallen so flat for me.
You know I can accept a lot of the critisisms of the Moffat era, even if I don't neccesaily agree, the emotion is more subtle and less in your face, and yeah maybe it does lack the exuberance of Russell's version sometimes (though as I say, like candy floss it gets a bit much) but to suggest RTD's verion of Who wasn't like scooby doo and wasn't full of wacky craziness...I mean for Christ's sake RTD literally had Rose and the Doctor running in and out of doors being chased by an alien in Love and Monsters, which is probably about as Scooby Doo as Who's ever been...
Farting aliens, cute little creatures made of human fat, the Titanic almost crashing into Buckingham Palace, Rose and Doctor in body swapping 'hilarity'...Moffat's Who is no more wacky than RTDs.