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Review of The Doctors Revisited – Eighth Doctor

In any rundown of all the Doctors, Paul McGann’s Eighth Doctor always seems to get the short end of the stick. The same is true here, as the eighth installment of Revisited is about a two-thirds the length of any of the previous episodes. Further, McGann himself is conspicuous in his absence, the only surviving Doctor actor to date not to appear in his own retrospective.

Granted, since the series seems to be sticking tightly to televised stories—an oversight, in my opinion, since alternative media like audio adventures are where Eight really comes into his own—we can hardly have expected a long homage to a Doctor who only had 70 minutes on screen. Even bringing in Sylvester McCoy to discuss the regeneration barely padded things out.

However, Companion actors Daphne Ashbrook and Yee Jee Tso (who appeared in interview snippets, along with Steven Moffat, Marcus Wilson, and Nicholas Briggs) make a valiant effort to express to the audience why McGann’s Doctor, and The Movie as a whole, should be of interest to those (presumably primarily “new series” fans) who are as yet unfamiliar with them. Their fondness not only for McGann and the rest of the cast but also for the entirety of the story is clearly evident.

Focusing as always on the positive aspects of McGann’s run, rather than its admitted flaws, Revisited emphasizes the ways in which The Movie bridges the gap between pre- and post-Hiatus eras (as I’ve mentioned a couple of times before). For one thing, it involves a “proper handover,” as Moffat puts it, with an actual regeneration scene between the Seventh and Eighth Doctors, and McGann provides us with a persona recognizable as the Doctor because he uses quick wits to further his ends rather than brute force. Further, it introduced the idea that the Doctor might actually have a romantic side, with the at-the-time controversial first on-screen kiss.

Confession #42: I’d Like More Science in My Science Fiction

Warning: Didactic astrophysicist ahead

Fifty years ago, when Doctor Who first hit the airwaves, it was designed to be an educational show, with some fun storytelling to make it more interesting. That’s why Ian and Barbara—science and history teachers, respectively—were slated to be the Doctor’s Companions.

Admittedly, those “teachable moments” were awfully heavy-handed at first (take, for example, the scene where the Doctor outsmarts the Daleks’ lock mechanism in The Daleks, or the emphasis on the date of Robespierre’s downfall in The Reign of Terror). One has to admit, though, that they tried hard to make the stories make some sort of sense, from a scientific standpoint.

Fast forward to the modern era, and scientific realism seems to have been largely thrown out the window. As long as you can utter some technical-sounding gobbledy-gook (or timey-wimey-ness, for that matter), you’re good to go. Yes, I know that to “reverse the polarity of the neutron flow” makes no sense, either, but somehow I feel like writers these days aren’t trying even as hard as that.

Confession #41: I’ve Never Been Scared by Who

I suppose the fact that I only discovered the show in my late 30’s has something to do with this tragedy, but I have never found Doctor Who to be anything more alarming than “tense.” One hears all the time about kids hiding behind the sofa; of adults who still find Daleks unsettling, especially in person; of how scary this or that monster is—but I’ve never been able to relate.

I feel like I’m missing out on some essential part of the experience.

Honestly, though, while I’ll readily admit certain ideas are definitely creepy, nothing on Who has ever actually frightened me. Daleks? They may be megalomaniacal killing machines, but they look more quirky than scary. Cybermen? At their best they have a great body horror factor, but are barely even threatening. Weeping Angels? Don’t make me laugh—they let you live to death! So what is so scary about Our Show?

I’m sad to say I don’t know. Sure, it’s made me squirm a few times. As every good writer knows, the threat you can’t see is vastly more terrifying than one you can. That’s why something like the Vashta Nerada works: you never see them and don’t know exactly when or where they will strike.

Metamorphoses

Review of The Green Death: SE (#69)

DVD Release Date: 13 Aug 13
Original Air Date: 19 May – 23 Jun 1973
Doctor/Companion: Three, Josephine “Jo” Grant, Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart
>Stars: Jon Pertwee, Katy Manning, Nicholas Courtney
Preceding Story: Planet of the Daleks (Three, Jo)
Succeeding Story: The Time Warrior (Three, Sarah Jane)

What is it with green slime that infects the innocently curious on Doctor Who? First Inferno, now this…

Aside from being the finale of the Third Doctor’s fourth series, The Green Death marks the end of his Companion Jo’s time in the TARDIS. You can see when the farewell scene comes, no one really had to do much acting; all the emotion was right there on the surface. It’s so appropriate for this well-loved Companion because, unlike some of them, Jo gets a proper send-off story.

From the beginning of Episode One, we get foreshadowing of her departure. She’s exhibiting a new independence from the Doctor, refusing to go to Metebelis III with him and following her own plan of action instead. Then, when she meets the handsome, young Dr. Jones, she gets off on the wrong foot with him in almost exactly the same way she did with the Doctor. Their relationship is allowed a chance to grow, the romance bloom, over all six episodes (unlike, say, Leela’s utterly shocking, sudden, and perhaps even out-of-character decision to stay behind on Gallifrey to be with Andred when she leaves Four in The Invasion of Time).

Intergalactic Man of Mystery

Review of The Doctors Revisited – Seventh Doctor

In his own way, Seventh Doctor Sylvester McCoy was also the “last of the Time Lords,” since it was after his three series on the show that the BBC put it on ~ahem~ indefinite hiatus. As such, he took a lot of blame for Who‘s apparent demise, and many fans never particularly liked him.

If you’re a regular reader, you’re probably aware that I don’t share that opinion of Seven. I was therefore quite happy to see the Revisited series continue the upbeat, celebratory tone it has maintained through every episode. Instead, it focuses on McCoy’s Doctor as one who brought some mystery back to the character.

Guests on the episode (McCoy himself, Companion actresses Bonnie Langford and Sophie Aldred, and current era behind-the-scenes folk Steven Moffat, Marcus Wilson, Nicholas Briggs, and Tom McRae) agreed that while Seven came across as a clown, there was something “more” lurking underneath it all (much like Two, come to think of it). Especially at the beginning, he had a very vaudevillian veneer, and he loved to confuse his enemies (and occasionally friends) with trickery and sleight of hand. But there was never any doubt that he had a plan to get out of whatever situation he was in, and there was something almost sinister about the secrets he seemed to be keeping. As his series went on, his character continued to gain richness and texture; he got more complex, darker, and lonelier.

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.

Confession #39: I Wish Who Was More Diverse

It can be easy to wax poetic about the ways in which Doctor Who shows us how to be tolerant of those who are different and the heartache that follows when people think only of themselves. Like Star Trek has traditionally done on this side of the Pond, our show often serves to promote understanding among people of different backgrounds and make us think critically about our common assumptions.

Maybe that’s one reason it makes me sad to realize how homogeneous its characters are.

Think about it. How many characters have been people of color (that is, colors other than green!)? Or people with demonstrably other-than-heterosexual orientations (or any other minority identity one could name)? Of those, how many were major players? We’ve only had one Companion (or two, if you count Mickey, which I really don’t) who was a POC. Granted, now and then there’s a one-off POC character (like Rita in The God Complex or Nasreen in The Hungry Earth/Cold Blood), but they don’t stick around. Similarly, no one but Captain Jack is blatantly “omnisexual.” (I know Moffat’s stated that River is bi, but the fact that he had to tell us means she’s not represented that way on screen.) And given the demographics of the UK (because, let’s be honest, as a British show, it’s going to reflect British culture), you’d think there would be more POC/non-heteronormative/etc. characters even among the extras.

Confession #38: I’m Sick of Fan-Bashing

I am so bloody tired of fans bashing each other.

It seems everywhere I turn, someone in fandom is putting down someone else. “Old Skool Fans are horrible, stuck-up, un-inclusive twits who are policing the fandom.” “Anybody who likes/misses Tennant is an over-sexed teenage girl who wouldn’t know either quality storytelling or good acting if it bit her in the ass.”

Obviously both the complaints above are simultaneously overstated (though not much) and erroneous. Yes, there are things that irritate me about the new breed of “fangirls”—those who only love Ten (especially the hardcore Ten/Rose shippers) or only love Eleven. There are also things that really piss me off about the oh-so-superior long-term fans. But frankly, I’m sick and tired of everyone bitching about how their own brand of fandom is better, and anyone who disagrees with them is an idiot.

Seriously. I am just done with other fans shitting on “Tennant fangirls.” I’m not saying I like fans who only watch the show for Tennant, lobby for his return as the next Doctor, and badmouth anyone else who plays the role. I think they’re missing some wonderful stuff, and only hurting themselves by not bothering even to try anything else.

But that’s the point—that’s my opinion, not theirs.

Burn Baby Burn

Review of Inferno: SE (#54)

DVD Release Date: 11 Jun 13
Original Air Date: 09 May – 20 Jun 1970
Doctor/Companion: Three, Dr. Elizabeth “Liz” Shaw, Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart
Stars: Jon Pertwee, Caroline John, Nicholas Courtney
Preceding Story: The Ambassadors of Death (Three, Liz, the Brigadier)
Succeeding Story: Terror of the Autons (Three, Jo, the Brigadier)

It seems strange to me that despite how much I love this serial, I’ve never actually given Inferno a proper review before. I count it among my Top 3 pre-Hiatus favorites and have recommended it often to those who want to try out new-to-them earlier Doctors (as long as they can handle a seven-part serial), so I was thrilled a few months ago to see it pop up on the list of upcoming Special Edition releases.

I was further thrilled when I realized June had seen the release of two stories written by Don Houghton (the other being The Mind of Evil). It’s only as I’ve gotten more deeply entrenched in Whovian culture that I’ve paid attention to such details. (I used to watch television and simply take what I saw on screen as it came, passing judgment in terms of “I do/don’t like this,” but not paying the least attention to writers, directors, and such. Go figure.) But I feel the richer for it; I have a new appreciation for why MoE worked for me, knowing my fondness for Inferno.

So what’s so hot (see what I did there?) about Inferno anyway? Well, for one thing, it throws in a beautiful idea not really seen in Doctor Who up to this point: that of an alternate universe. I love the way we get to see little personality differences between familiar characters and their counterparts in the parallel dimension. The supporting cast is brilliant, not least the stellar (if regrettably named) Olaf Pooley as Professor Stahlman. Despite some pretty “out there” plot developments, the whole cast plays everything straight, and you can’t help believe in their experiences and reactions. If nothing else, the administrative red tape that ties Sir Keith Gold’s hands from doing anything useful to prevent impending disaster adds a sense of (slightly depressing) realism.

Eighties Incarnate

Review of The Doctors Revisited – Sixth Doctor

We’ve arrived at our median Doctor, by number the midpoint of his Regenerations to date. If you’re not familiar with “Old Sixie” (as his actor Colin Baker calls him now), you’re in for quite the ride.

I think more than any other, Six is a break from what we’re used to associating with “the Doctor.” In stark contrast to his immediate predecessor—the mellow, folksy, human one—this Doctor epitomizes the alpha-male aspects of his personalities (brash, show-off, egotistical…). As Moffat (who is joined here by fellow interviewees Marcus Wilson, Colin Baker, Nicola Bryant, Bonnie Langford, Nicholas Briggs, and Dan Starkey) observed, Six cared about being paid attention to and about being listened to, but not about being liked (if you have any doubt, just look at that over-the-top, oh-so-’80s, coat of many colors). He would do what he felt he needed to do and not care one whit about whose feelings he might hurt along the way.

That’s not to say he didn’t care; he was actually quite compassionate. It’s simply that his definitions of right and wrong in a given situation don’t necessarily line up with what his Companion or the audience—humans, in other words—would think.