I know I’ll probably get rotten tomatoes thrown at me for this, but I’m not really a fan of Amy Pond. And that’s not her fault, but the fault of the way she’s written, as a constant foil for the Doctor and as yet another woman who falls hopelessly in love with him and doesn’t quite know when to quit. Even as she’s married in heterosexual dreamland with Rory (look at how fast that ended), she’s still thinking about the Doctor. Her whole life is basically defined by him, and when she attempts to strike out on her own—say, as a model—she gets punished for it by being, you know, whisked away to a Dalek prison planet/asylum. When her characterisation isn’t about her relationship with the Doctor, it’s about her relationship with her fiance and later spouse; nowhere in here is there room for Amy to be herself.