Confession #40: I'm Excited for Twelve


Ever since the news leaked that Matt Smith would be leaving the role at the end of the year, fandom has been eating its own tail, trying to figure out who would be cast next. Would it be a woman; a black actor; an older actor; or yet another young, white man? The pros and cons of each have been debated ad nauseum—just like they are every time the role opens.

Well, now we know it's to be Peter Capaldi. And, like usual, it's someone I, from my sheltered American perspective, hadn't really heard of before Sunday's announcement. Granted, that's not entirely true—after all, when his name started cropping up everywhere in the days preceding the announcement, I looked him up and recognized him as Lucius Caecilius from The Fires of Pompeii and John Frobisher from Torchwood: Children of Earth. But the point is, I had to look him up.

I've become accustomed to this state of affairs. I recognize that I'm not soaking in British culture like the hometown fans are, so I'm never going to react to casting news the way UK fans do (I'm often flummoxed, for example, by the excitement surrounding guest cast press releases). As a result, I was neither bouncing in my seat nor beating my head against my desk at the official announcement (nor was I ready to start making Malcolm Tucker mash-ups—had to look up Malcolm Tucker, too). I was admittedly rather disappointed that the fans/media had managed to peg the guy so readily (I'd been hoping for another "unknown," a real surprise), but was relieved that they've at least cast someone with a few more years under his belt. I think that will help give Twelve some welcome gravitas.



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