Doctor Who?
The Doctor, that’s Who(m)!
I was a fan way back. I lost interest in the original series in the 80s, but really liked it previous.
However, I was actually fonder of the two Peter Cushing Doctor movies from the 60s. (q.v. and q.v.)
The last series episode I really remember was young bushy haired scarf doctor finding secret chambers in the Canary Islands or something. At least it wasn’t a quarry.
When last night’s episode started, they had an intro by Christopher Eccleston (who you may remember as DCI Billborough from Cracker who was murdered quite nastily by Hamish Macbeth), and as the intro started they had a bare hint of the old theme playing. Jeepers H. Jiminy, my spine tingled, I swear to something.
As the episode played out, I kept thinking “Is this working? I think it’s working. Yeah, it’s working!” Especially when Rose was trying to point out to the Doctor where the transmitter probably was.
Of course, I have my usual complaints about lack of verismilitude (Buffy: no such thing as Klingon vampires, Battlestar Galactic: Hindu-Arabic numerals, are you kidding me?) and internal consistency (Buffy:she can’t die again, she died already, Battlestar Galactica:hard to tell, it hasn’t settled down yet)
Spoiler Alert:All the plastic was supposed to come alive, people!
But holy cow, man. It’s the Doctor.
Doc on!