November 24th, 2013
|07:03 pm - Fifty Years of Stories|
When I was younger, I was told that autumn and winter nights were the proper times for stories. I think that even now, in a life with electricity and wifi, that November nights are story-nights.
Yesterday was the fiftieth anniversary of Doctor Who, and I watched the episode during the afternoon (simulcast! timey-wimey zones!) on the last day of a most horribly unseasonable heat wave. The sunlight was almost palpable even through the drawn curtains, and Master Danger panted softly at my feet while I watched. (Except when there were Exciting Things at which I squeaked, which made him bark.)
But it was still the proper time for stories, or at least stories like "The Day of the Doctor."
Tom Baker was the Doctor who really crossed over first, and I remember the endless reruns on PBS. Peter Davison was and is still my Doctor, and a 8"X 10" glossy of him in cricket gear, bought decades ago in a strip-mall comic-book store in Dallas, still smiles at me from an inspiration board. Until recently I had the 1990s TV-movie with the delightful Paul McGann on a crumbling VHS cassette a friend of mine taped while I was traveling. I came back with the 2005 reboot, and found another Doctor I loved with David Tennant, and have appreciated Matt Smith's run and Steven Moffat's showrunning.
So this has been a very VERY good weekend for stories. Thanks, Doctor.
(And in case you know anything about Classic Who -- DO WATCH The Five-ish Doctors Reboot, written and directed by Peter Davison as part of the 50th anniversary. You'll laugh. You'll laugh some more. It is an EXCELLENT story. :))
May you have good stories this week ahead!
|Date:||November 25th, 2013 06:28 pm (UTC)|| |
Wishes you lots more stories:)
And you, pal!
Hugs and a great start to your week. :)