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Dept. of a month of DW memeishness

Doctor Who 30 Day Meme
Day 01 - Your Favorite Quote
Day 02 - Your Favorite Classic Series Episode
Day 03 - Your Favorite New Series Episode
Day 04 - Your Favorite Doctor
Well, my icon rather gives it away, doesn't it? Still ...

The First Doctor was my first Doctor, and I like him right well, but he isn't My Doctor.
The Third Doctor is my favorite of the Classic Series regenerations -  polite and dandified irritation hiding brilliance, barely-concealed rage at his fate, and a bedrock of kindness - but he's not My Doctor, not quite.

This is My Doctor. He's a lot like the Third Doctor in some ways. He, too, rages against his fate, and he, too, hides it (although his mask is a half-mad and completely dangerous grin.) He, too, has a bedrock of kindness beneath a patina of irritation. But the Dandy is burned away, in a fire lit by his own much older, much more desperate hand. He is nothing but the basics, because, ultimately, that's all one needs.

I love the Doctor, and I've liked nearly every iteration, up to and oh, so defintely including, the unbelievably marvelous Eleventh Doctor.

But this is My Doctor.


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Jul. 20th, 2010 08:25 am (UTC)
Jul. 20th, 2010 04:53 pm (UTC)
Testify, sister.
Jul. 20th, 2010 09:07 am (UTC)
I loved Nine; he was the perfect Doctor with whom to bring the series back for grown-ups, dark and dangerous and pared-down (I love your description of the Dandy being burned away... yes, no effetely endearing nonsense with cricket whites or jelly babies), and I wish CE had stayed longer.

But then along came Ten wielding a broadsword in his pyjamas and needing to be revived with tea on Christmas Day... and I fell hopelessly in love and never, ever fell out again, wild variation in the writing of S2-4 notwithstanding, and possibly never will.

Jul. 20th, 2010 05:13 pm (UTC)
I eventually decided that the Tenth Doctor was, as I've put it before, a jolly Doctor, and I grew fond of him. But he has several strikes against him in my personal ledger book.

Most damningly, he succeeded the Ninth Doctor far too soon. Almost as damningly, his looks were less suggestive of "Doctor" to me than they were of "weasel", and the repellingly lizard-like Barty Crouch. I know - shamefully superficial to focus on the outside, when I say I've loved all the Doctors, but occasionally my love is shaped by capricious and purely personal aesthetic taste. And finally? He left Jack Harkness without a real explanation, and lied to Rose about it. And he took down Harriet Jones. Never forgave him for either.

After all that negativity, however, I want to compliment you on the elegant description with which you explained your love of Ten; fans of your deft written touch more than do him justice!

Edited at 2010-07-20 05:13 pm (UTC)
Jul. 21st, 2010 04:13 pm (UTC)
Early on in S2 I felt Ten was nothing but jolly and never stopped talking - I remember saying to altariel that I missed the darkness, the anger, of Nine. But boy, did those ever come out after a while... I think it was in School Reunion, when he faced off with Antony Stewart Head round the swimming pool, when I suddenly realised: "OK, he can do dark. This Doctor can do dark."

Succeeding Nine too soon - well, I quite agree, but I'd blame Nine for that rather than Ten, it was Nine's (well, CE's) decision!

Looks - well, there just ain't no accounting for taste. Personally, the floppy hair and the huge brown eyes and the skinny athleticism and the non-stop words... I melt into a big helpless puddle. Only thing missing was that they wouldn't let DT use his native accent, which tends to risk my spontaneous combustion.

Jack - I realise that logically that ought to bother me; but somehow for me it gets rather lost in the regeneration (and the six-month gap between series/specials...) - I never quite felt it was Ten that had abandoned Jack initially, and he was comatose and just-regenerated etc etc (though you're quite right, he did later make a conscious decision to abandon Jack, and lie about it)

And what he did to Harriet was terrible. But I forgave him for it when its consequences came so terribly home to roost for him at the end of Series 3...

Thank you for the compliment, btw! Broadsword, pyjamas, tea. Said it all really.
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