Like tweenager-style obsessed. Like I’m-embarrassed-to-say how obsessed. I knew I’d like Doctor Who but I was utterly unprepared for how deeply it would get into my head. I don’t think a show’s taken hold of my mind like this since Lost and I can’t think of one before that. (Although the Hitchhiker’s Guide books did in high school.) (Which is just another reason I marvel at the fact that it took me so long to discover my inner geek. But that’s another post.)
This show’s been on my to-watch list for years and I was aware of the basics of the show. I knew what Daleks are and what the TARDIS is. And I knew that David Tennant was generally considered the favorite doctor so I was looking forward to meeting him, but I also didn’t know how very deeply I’d fall in love with him. This is partly because he is exactly my type in terms of hot guys, but even more so because he is completely awesome in pretty much every way. And when I realized he’s only the Doctor for three seasons (of which I’ve already watched two) I started getting panicky. And angry. WHY WOULD THEY DO THIS TO ME? And how will I be able to move on with my life once the tenth doctor is gone? Last night a friend described saying goodbye to Tennant as “traumatic”. YES. She also went on to say she grew to love Matt Smith so there’s hope. But it’s just such a tiny, tiny bit of hope at the moment.
I’ve stopped just before the fourth series begins. Partly because I felt the need to reread Starship Titanic before the episode in which there is well, a Starship Titanic. But also because I am afraid that once I begin the season, I might not have the self control to savor it.
So for now I’m rewatching old episodes. Both of the revived show and of the older ones. The kids have watched some with me hence the Lego creations. The episodes I like best (“The Empty Child” & “Blink” are among them) hold up to several viewings, and, although the show isn’t as
deep or literary as Lost was* (on the other hand, it’s also far less scattered and directionless than Lost turned out to be) (rather like this paragraph), it certainly has multiple layers and complex characters and possibly better makeup than Lost ever bothered with. And someday, I’ll be brave enough to plunge into the next series. But if I fall apart completely when Tennant leaves, will you please take care of my kids for me?
*I totally take it back. As it goes on and as I get deeper into it, I find it to be really complex, intelligent and beautiful.