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Confession #84: I Like Unusual Colors

What if monsters came in a range of rainbow colors?

There’s an old saw in Doctor Who circles, apparently going back to the thirtieth anniversary documentary “More Than 30 Years in the TARDIS” (and perhaps the originally broadcast version, which lacked the “More Than”), when long-time script editor Terrance Dicks famously pointed out a de facto trend in design on the show: “The colour for monsters is green.”

It sounds a little odd, stated baldly that way, but upon reflection it’s clearly true. There are the Silurians and Sea Devils, Alpha Centauri, the Draconians, the Krynoids, the Rutans, the Jagaroth… The list goes on and on. And if any of the aforementioned can be argued to be anything other than green, it’s a muddy brown instead.

Occasionally we’ll see something further into the red part of the spectrum—the Zygons, for example—but other hues are distinctly lacking. Where are the bright yellow critters, or the blue ones? I guess we’ve had the golden Axonites in The Claws of Axos and the occasional blue-faced humanoid (e.g., Dorium Maldovar), but in the grand scheme of things, the pre-Hiatus palette in particular definitely trends to green.

Confession #83: I Kinda Like Torchwood

Everything’s coming up Torchwood lately.

First there were a plethora of Torchwood guests at Gally. (By the way, I offer my condolences to all of you who suffered the same abject terror as I on Monday when their registration vendor choked mightily under the onslaught of desperate nerds trying to get 2016 tickets. I hope you are all able to get the tickets you intended.) Then I decided to start re-watching the show (well, the first three series anyway—”Miracle Day” is total retcon-bait in my book). And just this week, Big Finish has announced the return of Torchwood with all new stories on audio.

Torchwood is an odd beast. It took a while to find its stride, trying a bit too hard in those early episodes to establish itself as a post-watershed show distinct from its parent, with as much sex (both different- and same-gender) thrown in as it could manage. Eventually, though, it explored some interesting themes about memory, loyalty, and all kinds of love (romantic, familial, and friendly).

A Future Set in Ash

Review of The Fires of Vulcan (#12)
Big Finish Release Date: September 2000
Doctor/Companion: Seven and Mel
Stars: Sylvester McCoy and Bonnie Langford
Preceding Story: The Apocalypse Element (Six, Evelyn, Romana II)
Succeeding Story: The Shadow of the Scourge (Seven, Ace)

Although I’ve always had a soft spot for Sylvester McCoy’s Seventh Doctor (especially when he’s paired with Sophie Aldred’s Ace, my all-time favorite Companion), somehow in my explorations of audio adventures, I’d never sat down with one of his before. I’ve come close, in that I did once track down episodes of Death Comes to Time, a webcast from 2001-02, which had only limited visuals and relied heavily on the audio component to get the story across. As for Big Finish product, though, this was my first.

I wasn’t entirely sure what to expect, especially given that The Fires of Vulcan co-stars Mel, of whom I’ve never been a fan. Although supposedly a bright woman—a computer programmer, no less—she seems to have been reduced on screen to an overly optimistic cheerleader to the Doctor and an epic screamer. I had been told she was much improved on audio, but I still winced a little at the prospect.

Confession #82: I Still Like Murray Gold

Every now and again, I indulge myself and sit down to watch some Ninth Doctor story or another, letting the nostalgia wash over me. From the moment I hear that sting slide into the first, triumphant downbeat, something in my heart lifts in a way no other version of the theme song can evoke. Over the past ten years, composer Murray Gold has produced a half dozen or more versions of the title theme, incidental music for every episode, and musical cues for a multitude of characters, and I’m still not sick of him.

Not to say there aren’t moments I wouldn’t mind a change, especially when the sound mixers decide to allow Gold’s work to stomp all over the dialog, but generally speaking I quite like the way he scores the show. Aside from that first version of the title theme (still my favorite), I especially love the way just a bar or two of a particular melody—sometimes less—instantly reminds me of a specific character.

Each Doctor has had his own theme, though the ethereal oo-ooh’ing one created for Eccleston’s Ninth Doctor was shared with Tennant’s Tenth before its tone was modified. And though not every Doctor’s theme has been immediately obvious to the audience as such, it doesn’t take long for even a snippet of a particular melody to become inextricably linked with its Doctor. How many fans, for example, can listen to “I Am the Doctor” without immediately envisioning Smith’s Eleven?

Confession #81: I Want Certain Retcons

Continuity is a tricky thing in Doctor Who. Due to the nature of the beast, with a plethora of writers contributing to the “canon” (a loaded, debatable term), contradictions abound. For large things, like humanity becoming aware of non-Terrestrial life, a showrunner will usually find a way to smooth over the issue with a clever (or not-so-clever) retcon. A few such instances were highlighted recently in an article at the Houston Press.

However, sometimes rather egregious inconsistencies remain unaddressed. Other times, writers throw in ideas that some fans simply find distasteful (while others, of course, couldn’t care less). There is at least one of the former category—and several of the latter—that still irritate me. Here are some of the blips in the Doctor’s adventures I’d like to see sorted.

I’ll start with the actual discontinuity, which involves the Blinovich Limitation Effect (BLE). First mentioned in Day of the Daleks, and later in Invasion of the Dinosaurs, the BLE began as a vague hand wave to explain (without explaining) why our heroes couldn’t simply go back and try again and again if they failed their mission the first time. Later, in Mawdryn Undead, we learned that an extension (or corollary, perhaps) of the Effect meant that if two versions of the same individual from different points on their personal timeline were to touch, there could be catastrophic effects.

Confession #80: I’m Not Celebrating Ten Years

The recent flood of “ten years ago today” posts about the relaunch of Doctor Who with Christopher Eccleston’s spectacular Ninth Doctor and Billie Piper’s Rose is kind of weirding me out. It’s not that I feel old thinking about how much time has passed, or nostalgic about the moment the show came back. It’s that I have no personal connection to that moment.

You may recall that although I was first introduced to the show through Rose, that didn’t actually happen until early 2008. I’m still three years out from my personal ten-year Doctor Who anniversary. So all those “remember when…?” and “where were you?” posts strike me as odd.

Yes, I remember seeing Rose for the first time, but I didn’t approach it as I’ve heard the fans who’d made it through the Wilderness Years did, with either breathless anticipation or trepidation. For me, it was a way to pass some time of an evening with a friend who was enthusiastic about something of which I’d barely heard.

Confession #79: I Want Sister-Friends

[Note: In case you saw yesterday’s post but didn’t click through to read the comments, YES, it was an April Fool’s joke. I’ve no plans to end the blog, despite the fact that the first paragraph was gospel truth.]

Last week I talked about how nice it would be to see more “bromance” in the TARDIS—that male-male bonding that doesn’t hinge on competition or other head-butting dynamics. But there’s another type of common human relationship that happens all the time in real life but is relatively rare in fiction. It’s a female-female bond I’m going to call sister-friends.

Think about the women you know (yourself included, if that’s how you identify)—family, friends, coworkers, random people at the grocery store, whatever. How often do you find women keeping the company of other women and how often are they with men? Alternatively, think specifically now about women you know well. Who are the handful of people with whom each woman has the closest relationships? Are those people exclusively men? Or are there other women in that innermost circle?

Now compare to what we see of the Doctor’s Companions (especially in the modern era). Starting with our current title holder, note that while Clara can get chummy with other women (as she only does when traveling with the Doctor, as far as we’ve ever seen), the people she actually spends time with are (a) the Doctor and (b) Danny. On rare occasions we’ve seen her with her father and/or her grandmother (or mentioning her long-dead mother), but those relationships are incredibly thinly developed on screen.

Farewell, Cruel World

I've posted at least weekly on this blog for more than four years now. Sometimes the posts come to me easily, and sometimes I struggle, but I've been consistent. Lately, though, it's become more and more difficult to keep up as the low-hanging fruit have mostly been plucked, and the pressures of "real life" impinge on my mental space.

So I'm afraid it's time for me to quote one-time Doctor Who writer and script editor Douglas Adams and say, "So long, and thanks for all the fish!"

While Confessions of a Neowhovian is not a high-traffic blog, I seem to have a small but loyal readership. I truly appreciate all of you, and hope you've enjoyed reading as much as I've enjoyed sharing.

Maybe it's past time I stepped out anyway—this whole fandom is bonkers. Seems practically everyone has a love/hate relationship with the show, and I just can't handle that kind of uncertainty. I've got enough to worry about back here on Planet Me. All the discussion and examination of the same ol' stuff over and over has gotten old. I probably won't even bother re-watching old episodes any more; been there, seen that.

All that is to say, this whole blog thing isn't my cup of tea any more. So today's post is the last one I'll be making. See y'all around the Internet.

Confession #78: I Want Bromance

When I mention the Doctor’s Companions, who’s the first person who pops into your head? Is it the current or a recent Companion: Clara, or maybe Amy? Is it the first one you ever saw: Rose or Nyssa or Liz Shaw or even Susan? What about your all-time favorite (if it’s not one of those I’ve already named): Sarah Jane, Jo, Ace, Barbara…?

When I say “Companion,” how often does a guy come to mind?

Even if we restrict the Companion count to television, there have been a great many folks who’ve traveled with the Doctor over the years. Using the fairly generous selection criteria on the relevant Wikipedia page, we get a total of fifty individuals, including such outliers as Kamelion and Adam Mitchell. Of those, seventeen are men (eighteen, if you count the male-presenting Kamelion; or nineteen if you include male-voiced K-9). That’s roughly 35%.

More strictly, if one doesn’t include those who were only on one adventure (like Sara Kingdom or Jackson Lake) or didn’t have their names in the opening credits (like Adam), but does include regular UNIT staff (the Brigadier, Sgt. Benton, and Capt. Yates), the Companion count comes in closer to thirty-seven or thirty-eight. Eleven or twelve of those are men (depending on whether or not you count Jack Harkness), or about 30%.

Wholly Satisfactory

Review of The Holy Terror (#14)
Big Finish Release Date: November 2000
Doctor/Companion: Six and Frobisher
Stars: Colin Baker and Robert Jezek
Preceding Story: The Shadow of the Scourge (Seven, Ace)
Succeeding Story: The Mutant Phase (Five, Nyssa)

When I realized the next audio on my list was the first one to include Frobisher the talking penguin (okay, he’s actually a Whifferdill; he just prefers the penguin shape), I was pretty psyched. I’d heard good things about the character and was looking forward to his introduction.

Alas, my limited experience with alternative media stories led me astray; as Frobisher was already an established character in comics (a fact which had somehow escaped me), Big Finish apparently felt he needed no introduction in the audio format. I had flashbacks to my first experience with Evelyn, which was frustrating; I’d been so pleased that I wouldn’t be jumping into the middle that way again. Unfortunately, the only way to get Frobisher’s whole story is to dig into yet another medium, which I am unlikely to do.