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I don't think it would be right of me to allow the Tenth Doctor's regeneration to go past without acknowledgement. After all, Doctor Who is one of the main reasons I am so interested in this industry, and had it not come back in 2005 I'd probably be studying physics at some boring University. Warning - This post obviously contains some spoilers about Doctor Who. Don't read it if you're behind at all. I'm look at you, Forest.
I much remember the day that Doctor Who returned to our screens. I was watching the BBC Breakfast News whilst waiting in an airport, ready to fly off to Florida. They were talking about a new series of Doctor Who that was to launch in the UK that evening. They played a clip which didn't really impress me, and then we boarded the plane. 4247 miles away from home, I was probably gorging at an All-You-Can-Eat buffet when the new opening credits were broadcast for the first time. Two weeks later, I returned to find a few friends really enjoying the series, so I gave it a shot. I think I joined the show at episode four: Aliens of London. Now, even the most dedicated fans will admit that this two-parter is regarded as the weakest of the first series, and yet I still fell in love with the characters and the drama. The story of the episode, the monsters, the action - they didn't really matter! I loved the Doctor, I loved Rose, and I loved the show's ability to be anything it wanted to be.
The first time I realised I loved the show was five episodes later - Father's Day. It was such an engaging episode, with some really emotional scenes, and to me it was so much better than anything else on TV or in the cinema.From that point on my love of the show has been growing exponentially. By Series 2, Saturdays were spent waiting for Doctor Who to come on, with friends joining me to watch. However, another holiday then got in my way at the end of the second series, and I missed the two-part finale. Having recorded it, I arrived back in the country and immediately set about watching it. Missing the publicity for it made it even better, as I had no idea what to expect. It was all new and surprising and exciting! And Rose left, and I was sad. And then Donna appeared in the Tardis, and I was happy! I had no idea who the character was, but I loved Catherine Tate, and I was just excited to see her in the show!
By Series 3 I was a serious addict. I irritated many friends and classmates by tapping out a certain drum-beat, which was particularly comical as this was during exam-time. I remember someone asking me if I had realised I was doing it during an exam, very quietly on the desk. I have no recollection of this, but it's fair enough to assume I was indeed tap-tap-tap-taping whilst solving some equation.At my Series 4 launch party (yes, that's right) we had Doctor Who themed paper plates, cups, and a table-cloth. Everyone there remembers me literally screaming during a certain scene towards the end. And when I say screaming, I absolutely mean it. I had realised the importance of something before they had. And then, the woman turned around, and it was indeed - ROOOOOOSSSEEEEE!!!!!!!
Ahem.But this moment was the moment I declared myself going spoiler-free. The excitement I felt in that moment, having no prior warning, was so unique that I dare not look at any set-reports or fan-forums any more. I still read Doctor Who Magazine, but they're great at keeping things a secret.
So, of course I was going to be all crazy-headed for David Tennant and Russell T Davies's final episodes, particularly going in spoiler-free. And personally, I loved them, and probably would have loved them no matter what. Whilst I am far from being objective, I will admit that the story of the final two-parter was a little underwhelming - but every scene between David Tennant and Bernard Cribbins forgives this, and the Tenth Doctor's final moments were perfect.
I think this is the first time I have tried to fully articulate my love for the show, even though most people are aware of it, but I still don't feel I've quite covered it - and I don't think I'll ever be quite able to explain why I love it so much. In honesty, I don't even know. But with a new series starting soon, it's only fair to warn you that I will be insanely excited and possibly a little manic. I don't fear the coming changes. I'm ready to embrace them, love them, and let my obsession grow!
Geronimo!
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