Doctor Who: Unleashed

Oh, for goodness sake - just call it 'Doctor Who Confidential' again and be done with it.

That's what this is. It's the same programme that used to run back in the old days and would then end up on the DVD to bump the price up.

I'm not sure what giving it a different title really does. If it's just the same thing it always was then why bother?

This is fine, it's mildly interesting to see how the episodes were made, but could it not just go on the DVD?

The only big negative about it is that it provides Russell T Davies the opportunity to spew his PC messaging to the world and make us all feel horrible for not spotting it in the episode we have just watched.

Overall, fine.

Among the wiser decisions for the RTD "reboot" of the Doctor was returning to us the confidential format. Here renamed "unleashed" for radically awesome extreme 90s vibes. It's hosted by former video games journalist Steffan Powell and manages to be far more consistent than the core show itself thanks largely to how ruddy charming most of the cast and crew are. The parts where Powell awkwardly adheres himself to an obscure member of the crew and attempts to do what they do is genuinely informative, and apart from a few patronising "we're aiming this at Gen Z and lower" moments (I think they actively have to explain what a VHS is at one point) it's really worth a gander, especially as home releases rarely have things like this on them any more.

Confidential, oops, ( I have to get the pronoun right these days ;) ) Unleashed is a rose-coloured glasses version of the making of the destruction of the Doctor Who franchise.

It is proudly brought to you by the people killing it without any shame whatsoever.

They seem to enjoy making their own audience feel stupid by creating hidden points within the plot and then revealing them in a negative way - basically condescending to those who didn't catch it in a single viewing. That could well be explained by people losing interest quickly into each episode.

Anyway they should all be ashamed and hiding from the public. Not praising, in detail, what they have done.