discovering the Doctor
So, in my quest to become the ultimate nerd, more on that here, I’ve done a lot of things. I’ve discovered that Star Trek actually isn’t the annoying little brother of Star Wars. Go Picard! I’ve become acquainted with Neil Gaiman and Orson Scott Card through the magic of audiobooks. Yay, electronic libraries!
I’ve also read a lot of dumb YA. Yeah, that might not have been the best choice ever.
But one of the most rewarding decisions I have made along the way (at least in terms of my selections of would-be fandoms), is meeting Doctor Who.
Why? Well, Netflix had it for one. Nerds everywhere were proclaiming it’s glory. My facebook was always telling me about it. I figured it must be kind of a big deal.
So I decided to give it a try. I’d heard David Tennant was the alien doctor and that he was amazing. I had big hopes.
Then I started watching it.1
What the heck? Super lame effects. The doctor wasn’t even Tennant. It was this funny-looking Eccleston guy. What was that about? I think I made it about thirty minutes in before I turned it off.
You see, I had certain expectations.
Expectations are a funny thing. They’re a way of helping us draw a line. After all, we don’t have time to do everything. (Just one of the many reasons not to read bad YA.) It’s why I’m not opposed to putting a book down before finishing it. We have to choose our fandoms with care.
Sometimes, some things that are worth the extra effort.
When I first read the Hobbit, I almost didn’t finish it. I know, right? The first few pages just seemed so childish and boring (how little did I know). But something told me I ought to stick it out, at least just a little further. It didn’t even take that much longer. I got to the part about him being ‘Took-ish’ and I was sold.
Back to the story. It was a year later when I gave Doctor Who a second try. A couple of friends had mentioned it. And I had just had a baby. (Which, if you haven’t had a baby, might seem like a strange thing to mention. It’s not and here’s why: babies equal hours of time holding and feeding without hands to do anything, especially in the middle of the night.) What better opportunity?
This time, I finished the episode. And I got to the second. It was…
Well, it was its own kind of struggle. There was a big face in a jar. And tree-people. For some reason, I had a problem with that.
But, being that I had hours alone in the middle of the night, I plowed through.
I’m glad I did.
It’s important for us to have standards, especially when it comes to the things that we love. But once in a while, we might miss a real jewel buried in the quarter machine.2 Sometimes, it takes friends to help us know when something is worth the time.
So, if you’re on the fence about Doctor Who, this is me letting you know.
It’s totally worth it.
Join me next time as I follow up with ‘How to start watching Doctor Who’ for some fun advice on meeting the man with the blue box.
1The episode was Rose, the first of New Who.3
2Please don’t take this analogy literally. Keep your quarters.
3New Who is the revival Doctor Who, which started airing in 2005. There’s also Classic Doctor, which ran from 1963-1989.4
4There’s also the TV movie from 1996, but you don’t need to worry about that just yet.