Office of the Don #36: The New Primary Care Physician is Rather Young
Thursday, January 8th, 2009
Greetings, Caped Crusaders!
Did everyone out there in Spwug-readingland have an enjoyable holiday and a fun New Year? Vacation is over and I hope we’ve all recovered enough to make that daily jaunt back into work as our ball of cooled Big Bang matter begins its next trip around Sol.
And hopefully that recovery didn’t require a Doctor, because you’re getting a new one.
Back in October, current Time Lord David Tennant made the official announcement that he would be stepping down as The Doctor at the end of 2009. As what always happens when there is a major change to the source of a large fandom, the fans went nuts. Variations on the emotional spectrum ranged from anger to tears to eager anticipation to cries of “Wait. There’s a new Doctor Who show?”
Then the speculation began. Who was it going to be? Lots of names were bandied about (is it acceptable to use “bandied about” nowadays without losing a ‘man’ card?). “Ooh! Paterson Joseph would be great! He’d be the first black Doctor!” “Oh man! My money’s on David Morrissey! He’s going to play “The Next Doctor” in the Christmas special!” “No way! It’s Sean Pertwee! He’s the son of a former Doctor!” “You’re all nuts! It’s going to be David Hasslehoff! I read it in The Sun!”
For months the speculation continued. Bets were made, arguments were raised, red herrings were tossed into the crowds, children were sold for porridge (is it acceptable to use the word porridge nowadays without being mauled by a bear?).
Now, let me break from the article for a moment to acknowledge an overlooked fact – I am, indeed, a little late covering this news. Most of you who watch “Doctor Who” probably already know all this and have probably already read everything there is to read on the subject and have already moved on, had kids, and retired to that cute, little, woodland cottage you’d always dreamt of when you were fighting in the First Great Intergalactic Conflict Over Telosian Summer Squash.
Yeah, I know. But, since I can really only update this on Thursdays, it kinda puts me behind on the curve. It’ll be okay, though. We’ll get through this together. I’ll even rub your feet and bring you warm milk when you wake up in the middle of the night from the night terrors you frequently get from back when you were taken prisoner by the King of the Potato People.
We now return you to your regularly-scheduled program, already in progress…
So, fast-forward a few months to last Saturday – the day it all went down and The Don had to wait five extra days to talk about it. The BBC aired a special “Doctor Who Confidential” that evening, and the announcement was made. The new Doctor was…
Drum roll please…
Matt Smith!
Who?
Exactly!
No, I mean who is he?
Yes, he is! Brilliant, isn’t it?
No, I don’t think you quite understand. I know he’s bloody Doctor Who, because you just said so, but just who the bloody hell is he?
He’s Who!
Yes, who?
Indeed!
I need to pop into the chemist’s for some cyanide capsules. Don’t wait up…
With the name of the new actor revealed, the world joined in with a collective “WaHUH?” This was quite a bold move for the show – a veritable unknown who had only done a few projects here and there. Not only that, but he is the youngest actor to ever tackle the role – beating fifth Doctor Peter Davison by three years. Many fans started talking themselves into the idea. He had worked with Billie Piper a few times, and she played Rose on the first two “Doctor Who” series. And Steven Moffat recommended him, and he can be trusted because he’s the best writer the new serial has. All that must mean that he’ll be okay!
As the above collective continued to talk themselves into liking the new guy, as well as into trying that new latte flavor they heard about on television, the other variations of the emotional spectrum started getting worked up again. Many some several a few one person immediately embraced the creative decision, while the angry ones once again threatened to quit watching the show or said they’d quit and will continue to watch anyway, all the while complaining that they don’t like the new guy until they finally warm up to him like they did with David Tennant, and then everything will be cool again until Smith leaves and the cycle begins anew.
Personally? I was taken aback at first. I mean, look at the guy:
Doesn’t really scream out The Doctor does he? I mean, besides the fact that it’s a static picture and he can’t say anything. But, the more I look at the pictures of him, the more I begin to see the potential he has. I’m a huge fan of Tennant, and am somewhat saddened that he’s leaving, but I felt the same way when Eccleston left. I really enjoyed his one-series stint as The Doctor, and when Tennant took over, I wasn’t too overjoyed. But, Tennant soon became one of my favorites. I think if I give him the chance, this Smith character will grow on me as well. In fact, I eagerly anticipate what he’ll bring to the character.
Because honestly, when all is said and done, one of the biggest aspects that makes “Doctor Who” such a great piece of British television is the fact that each Doctor is his own character. Half the fun is seeing what the personality of each new Regeneration will be like.
Oh, and I just noticed something! His last name is Smith. The Doctor goes around under the pseudonym “John Smith” all the time! That must mean he’ll be okay!
Yeah, I think he’ll do just fine.
The Don is trapped in his own TARDIS (Totally Absurd Room Disguised In ShamWow!s).


