My apathy for new Doctor Who has reached an all time high. Really need to get around to watching the 15th Doctor’s first special but good lord, I was just not impressed atall with the Tennant specials. I like the first RTD era of Series 1-4, but it’s not my ideal Doctor Who. And after speculation and promises that RTD taking over the show wouldn’t be more of the same but that this would be a totally different, new RTD… it just felt like more of the same, just with the sensibilities of the early 2020’s rather than the late 2000’s. Still need to watch The Church on Ruby Road, but it’s hard to when I know I’m probably going not to going to like it.
It is a horrible mindset to have honestly, to feel both apathetic and negative about something you used to love. The Whittaker Chibnall era was so dull and boring, and now this next era risks feeling like a bunch of safe heated up leftovers. “The Tennant era was popular, lets just do that, but again!”
At the very least though, fans of the classic era (1963-1989 and the 1996 TV movie) have been well fed. Between so many of the actors doing tons of audio stories for Big Finish, missing Hartnell and Troughton stories are being brought to life through animation, and we’re now getting these fancy Collection re-releases of seasons which bring the video quality to there highest yet whilst packed with tons of bonus features.
It’s funny actually, I talked to @TheChicken yesterday about old Doctor Who. He’s currently watching through New Who and, well, as a contentious fan, I felt the need to try and persuade him to the classic side. Really though, in reflection, I did a bad job at selling what makes Classic Who special. And honestly? I’m not quite sure myself. It’s certainly a slower show, most of Classic Who aired as 25 minutes, with stories often being 4-6 episodes long, with some even being longer than that, compared to New Who sticking to a more slick 45 episode format. New Who has clearly more money to spend, nothing compared to the likes of American TV but Classic Who’s basic sets, monster design, and sometimes ill-advised usage of CSO (the precursor to green screen, and looks much rougher and far more obvious, especially around the actor’s edges.) Not to mention the show until 1970 was aired in black and white.
And yet, there is so much charm I find, in the physical effects, the monster outfits, the scripts. You may not have the Whedon-esque one liners but there is still often great charm and humour in the writing. The Doctor wasn’t a lonely God or the precursor to the Time Lords or regeneration being a borderline superpower. The Doctor was just a man, a very smart man and often weird man, but still, someone that could be relatable, and was often reigned in by their companion, not someone elevated above us mere humans. Stories that wern’t afraid to have horror or the engage in some weirdness or to perhaps engage in more harder sci-fi ideas.
I don’t know, I’m rambling. I think there is a magic in old Who that I just do not see much of in New Who, especially with RTD back. I guess that’s the curse of being a fan of something most of your life and the direction the show goes in a way that you think is rubbish, it’s hard not to feel somewhat bitter.
But hey, Doctor Who has gotten through many producers, actors, writers, and eras. The show in terms of ratings and finances seems to be doing well, I certainly wouldn’t be surprised if New Who’s run from 2005 actually beats that 26 year long run Classic Who enjoyed. They’ll be someone after RTD and hopefully I’ll enjoy that more.
On an odd note, I want to leave with this clip. It’s from 1964, Doctor Who’s second season, The Dalek Invasion of Earth, and has the very first companion exit. The Doctor decides to leave his grand daughter, Susan, on Earth, believing she will be happier their than having to care for him and constantly travel. I genuinely believe that this speech from the first Doctor, William Hartnell, is more poignant, and much sadder than any of the overly bombastic “emotional” Doctor and companion exits the new series ever had. Perhaps I’m just being strange, but this scene still hits me, and to me, and I hope to perhaps others, show that the old show absolutely is worth your time.
Not sure why I’m feeling so sad today. I’m tired of how cold and dark it is outside.