There are things about Russ I quite like. He can write very good stories at times, and his enthusiasm is often so delightful it's contagious.
He just needs someone standing behind him with a big stick, ready to whack him over the head whenever he has some hare-brained idea like this one presented here.
You mean like when he had the hare brained idea to bring back Dr. Who?![]()
No, he means when he has The Doctor suddenly develop superpowers, or has people cheering for no reason that a cat burglar they barely met gets away from the police (and UNIT!), or when he has The Doctor suddenly being able to communicate with alien robots with a snap of his fingers, or when he has the Daleks being so incredibly powerful and unstoppable that they are able to be taken out by a few buttons, or when he has someone being able to break into a government missle system with a Dell laptop, or when he has The Doctor being so impotent that he has to rely on a sixteen-year-old girl to stop the Autons, or when he ruins any sincerely tense situation with something so cheesy third-graders are vomiting, or when he has hours of exposition on how fucking incredibe hoo-mons are because they watch reality television and eat crap, or when he has The Doctor making out with every woman that passes by, or when he has The Doctor constantly praising himself by shouting a lot, or when he has the Sonic Screwdriver being an enchanted-molecular-god-stick, or when he writes incredibly obtuse plots of nonsense and fluff while patting himself on the back for his own genius, etc., etc., etc.
See, anyone can play The Ridiculous Assumption Game here...
