I always tend towards the extremes. I rarely ever do things by halves. While this post will
My thought process was simple, why wait to watch almost three hours on the latest adventures in the University village when we could watch them during the week. I believe E4 still do this – screen the following day’s episode at
So what changed? During one particular episode, I realized I was just far too old to be watching a show aimed at teenagers and those in their early twenties. I was twenty-six when the show dropped off my viewing radar. The storyline covering mental illness (an important topic) was played out without the due care I believe required for such a sensitive subject but hats off to Hollyoaks for attempting such a storyline almost eleven years ago. This was way before mental health became such a mainstream area for discussion and support.
Based on my date of birth I should be a Doctor Who superfan. Being born on the day the show was born (albeit eighteen years later) was just a pure twist of fate. The saying goes that your favourite Doctor is the one you grew up watching. In my case Sylvester McCoy, but I also did have the biggest crush on companion Ace. To date still the best companion the Doctor ever had. However, Mr. Michael Grade, Managing Director Designate of the BBC had other ideas in the late 1980s and the show was ceremonially cancelled in 1989. It would be seven years before Doctor Who would return to our screens and then another nine years for the series to be fully revived. I recall watching the television movie on BBC1 over a Bank Holiday Weekend. We had been in Paris for the weekend and returned in time to catch the film on Monday evening. The revival actually caught me by surprise – I was in the final year at University and decided to watch/listen to the audio stories with Richard E. Grant as the TimeLord and Derek Jacobi as The Master to plug some spare time. (Does anybody remember BBCi?)
When 2005 finally came around I was invested like most of my generation to give the reincarnated show a chance. It was fun and I actually really enjoyed Eccleston as the TimeLord. Plus this was a point in time when my blog had been running for three years so I cover aspects of the show online. Looking back I was highly anticipating the return of the Doctor, just like everybody else. At what point did I fall out of love with the science fiction drama? It is difficult to put a finger on the exact point in time. I enjoyed Tennant and even watched Smith take up the mantle. I suppose as we get older we reflect upon everything we do. We realise that ultimately we are time poor and need to focus on the most important things. The things that matter most. Why was I so obsessed with what is at its bare bones a children television show. Even Torchwood which I enjoyed for series 1 and 2 I did not watch Children of Earth or Miracle Day. my love for the Timelord was waining. I believe I watch the penultimate season of Matt Smith and have never seen Thick of It star as the Twelfth Doctor. In fact, I have two episodes still sitting on my PVR unwatched. The Time of Doctor from Christmas 2013 and almost exactly a month earlier, broadcast on my 32nd birthday the epic The Day Of The Doctor celebrating the 50th anniversary of the show.
Ultimately I suppose we grow out things as we mature as adults. Other things take our focus – I am looking forward to re-watching the show with my son Logan when he is a little older. Although even if we start with the revival series I do wonder how dated and old fashioned the show will look and feel. Perhaps my love for the show will grow with the passage of time and give me the ability to look back at the sci-fi drama through rose-tinted glasses.