#10: Doctor Who, Almost Human & Treme

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#10: Doctor Who, Almost Human & Treme
Never in my life have I been more satisfied watching doctor who.
"Next Stop. Everywhere."
Doctor Who reaches 50 years old today.
This show will always mean far more to me than anyone could ever really know. One of my earliest memories, a four year old Rachel, was watching Paul McGann disappear into oblivion when I pulled myself over the safety rail on my bed and snuck downstairs in my Forever Friends nighty. I think it was clear this girl was built to be a superfan from an early age.
And then it exploded back onto screens in 2005. Chrisopher Ecclestone epitmosing noughties cool in a sleek leather jacket. And suddenly I'm a little girl again. Running around my back garden with a stick for a sonic screwdriver and forcing friends or my big brother to attempt a dress up as a Dalek.
The rest of my family always hated Dr Who. It was only ever me and my Dad that would tune in religiously. I remember hiding behind him at the Daleks first appearance or crying on his shoulder at the episode with Madame De Pompadour, The Girl in The Fireplace. I remember sitting in a holiday home, April 2009, watching 'The Planet of The Dead' and hoping one day I would be brave like The Doctor. Little was I to know that 9 days after it was aired, the episode we had wished for for so long, my father died. Suddenly I had to be that brave. Who was I to watch Dr Who with now? The November special came and went, and I was alone in the living room.
Since then, my Dr Who adventures have been a solitary affair, and they are likely to be that way for the rest of my life. Because, essentially, this show that has run for so many years and represents the childhoods of so many, for me it will forever be the only thing we ever truly enjoyed together. To me Dr Who is not just a scared little man in a stolen blue box off on adventures, but a character of permanence. A character of the only constant in a world that can be far too cruel sometimes. A man, with nothing but a little blue box off to see the universe. And even though I am not his companion, I am happy to say I have been with him, just like my Dad always did.
"Next stop: Everywhere".
i think i should stay of tumblr for tonight or else ill spoil more dr who for myself i wont even see it until monday what is this
You guys should've heard the collective 'ohhhhh..' of dismay in the cinema as we'd all sat through the credits only to find there was no 'next time' preview.
I'm not sure I understand the point of using John Hurt?
it’s so steven moffat can rewrite the show to make it entirely his. everything that happened in the 50th to do with the timewar moffat can now credit as his work.
doctor who wasn't as utterly horrendous as i thought it would be. without david tennant i would have hated it but him being in it made me so happy!