Monday, October 27, 2014

The start of my love of Doctor Who

It's safe for me to say that my favorite TV show is Doctor Who.

When I was home alone around the age of twelve, I watched the Jon Pertwee serial The Sea Devils. I knew absolutely nothing about the show. In fact, looking back, at particular serial, it was a sequel to the earlier Doctor Who and the Silurians and featured the reoccurring villain The Master. In fact, if I were going to try to introduce someone to Doctor Who, it is not a serial I would have picked.

But, still, I was fascinated by it. I wanted to see more.

Over the next few weeks, I kept on watching. The next two serials, the Mutants and the Time Monster, were enough to completely hook me and I haven't looked back since.

These days, if Doctor Who isn't mainstream in the USA, it's close enough to count. Seriously, the Internet and technology has changed the world so much since I was twelve, it's not even funny.

Doctor Who is an amazing beast. It's been around for a long time and was in continual production for over half that time. It is a franchise that has reinvented itself over and over again. It's been a British institution for generations.

And, to be honest, there is no particular aspect or era of Doctor Who that I particularly love. I love how it is a strange and wonky tapestry. When you added in the soil off shows and the other media that Doctor Who has been in, it is a ridiculously diverse beast.


Doctor Who is a ride that I've been on most of my life. In some ways, it's been one of the big constants of my life. It can be fun and ridiculous and silly and sad and sweet and it is something that I know I will keep on enjoying.

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