Less than three hours to go before the new series of Doctor Who starts, and it’s an odd time. This used to be a major, world-defining thing for me– and now, I have to admit that I don’t know how much I care. It’s just one of those things, when a show is around for long enough for you to actually grow out of it, that you have to get used to- at least, if you’re as generally obsessed with stories as I am. There’s a couple of things I’m looking forward to- mainly the episode where classic companion Sarah Jane Smith comes back, and I’m interested to see how they handle updating the Cybermen (despite the fact that the new Cybermen look overdesigned, clunky, and lack the strangely elegant menace that the best versions had), but there’s not that much that’s got me going “Wow! I hope that’s good!” On the flipside of this, low expectations (especially based on some of the truly crappy episodes from last year, some of which I haven’t even been able to watch again- and I can usually handle anything Who can throw at me) might be the key to enjoying this. I just can’t help feeling that the whole Russell T. Davies worldview (complete with “moral crusader” speeches that always get my goat up) is, at heart, completely opposite to the way Doctor Who always was for me.
At 7.15, we shall see. I’ll try and post later to either vent or say “gosh, it wasn’t too bad”. Only time will tell.