Doctor Who fans are a serious bunch when it comes to their show. Don’t get me wrong, we have fantastic senses of humour. You should see our memes.
But when it comes to casting, we get downright evangelical.
The build up over the summer of the announcement of who will be replacing bow tie fetishist and general rascal Matt Smith has coincided with the fact that 2013 is also the fiftieth anniversary of the timeless sci-fi series, renowned for its first run’s supreme cheesiness, and admired for its ability to revive itself in a new age, reaching a worldwide audience that discusses it with the seriousness of a religious scholar discussing the Abrahamic religions.
The BBC made their announcements for ten (David Tennant) and eleven (Smith) the classic way- announced to the press via press release. Since Smith’s ascension into the role, the Doctor Who phenomenon went from niche fanaticism to world-wide obsession. So the BBC has decided to roll it out in a manner fitting Prince George of Cambridge. They hauled Peter Davison (Five) and Tom Baker (Four and the best one ever) out of the cryogenics lab and have them on hand to give advice to the new doctor. The show is being hosted by Zoe Ball aka Mrs Fatboy Slim, which is irritating. Bookies have stopped allowing betting on Peter Capaldi (Malcolm Tucker from The Thick Of It, John Frobisher in Torchwood: Children of Earth, Caecilius in the Who episode The Fires of Pompeii, shitload of other stuff, he is amazing) so certain they are of his casting. (*Note- IMDb has his scheduled to be playing Cardinal Richelieu in an upcoming TV series version of The Three Musketeers, which is still only in pre-production and still able to be recast if necessary.)
I like the idea of Idris Elba, whom I am convinced needs more work because he is so awesome on Luther. My kids favour Rupert Grint, because of Harry Potter and his being a ginger and all. Other names being tossed around today include Misha Collins (currently contracted to Supernatural), Ben Whishaw (the new Q in Bond, The Hour), Daniel Rigby (Black Mirror, a ginger), Aneurin Barnard ( The White Queen, a mere baby at 26), and James Callis (Battlestar Galactica, the Bridget Jones movies). Of these, I favour Callis, because I think he’s hot.
The announcement is in fifteen minutes. Further thoughts will come- under the cut, as they happen. With a slight delay, because I can barely type.
First off- all talk about this show is ridiculous. We don’t need a reality show to tell us who the Doctor is. We’ve done it without the pomp and circumstance. This is bizarre. That’s all I am going to say about this ridiculousness.
It has just been announced that Peter Capaldi will be the Twelfth Doctor, and I am great with this, even thought I might have trouble with the fact that I see Capaldi and immediately think Malcolm Tucker and then begin to quote his lovely profanity ridden dialogue from The Thick of It.
Capaldi is a fantastic actor, greatly underrated in my opinion. I look forward to his portrayal of the Doctor.
I’m going to go drink now.