"Better a fallen rocket than never a burst of light."
~ Tom Stoppard, The Invention of Love

Saturday, December 21, 2013

Countdown to Christmas


With Christmas fast approaching, we’ll soon be getting our first substantial glimpse of the Twelfth Doctor (or Thirteenth, or Fourteenth, or whatever Moffat’s done to mess with the Whovians’ Doctor-numbering system.)  In anticipation of that glimpse, I’ll be taking a few days off from my Capaldi Winter reviews to post all manner of eager-Whovian scribblings.

First, let’s look over some of the PC roles I’ve reviewed so far and mine them for Doctory potential.  I think PC stands to be a fantastic Doctor, and the proof is in the filmography pudding.  Off we go!
 

Danny Oldsen, Local Hero
 
No place to start like the beginning.  Though PC was still developing his actor chops at this time, there’s a quirky zest to Danny that’s terribly watchable.  The Doctor is an ancient Time Lord, he’s frequently the smartest in the room, and he can stare down a Dalek with the best of them, but he can also be loveably, winningly awkward.  Eleven’s attempts to pass as human in “The Lodger” spring to mind, and Danny’s unique brand of oddity fits that aspect of the Doctor.


The British Ambassador, Rosie the Great

One of my favorite things about Doctor Who is its joy.  It delights in the universe’s infinite supply of beauty and adventure, and the Doctor frequently embodies that unbridled happiness.  Don’t get me wrong – the Doctor has more than his share of darkness, and we’ll be addressing that later, but the joy should never be discounted.  I think of Four’s delight at the wonderfully violent butler in “City of Death,” Eight dancing around in his borrowed shoes in the TV movie, and any instance of Nine uttering the word “fantastic.”

In other words, there’s a reason an actor’s smile is one of the things Whovians discuss whenever a new Doctor is announced.  That exuberance, that lust for life, is paramount.  From One’s knowing smirk to Eleven’s warm grin, we need a Doctor to deliver on the sense of fun.

The British Ambassador isn’t PC’s only happy role, but he’s the one that best embodies that side of the Doctor.  His buoyant optimism is irrepressible, no matter what happens to him.  He could easily fit in with Ten’s giddiness at the thought of being hunted by a werewolf.


Islingnton, Neverwhere
 
Islinton is an excellent show of two important Doctorish qualities:  age and alien-ness.  I don’t know if anyone can truly rival Matt Smith’s phenomenal portrayal of a 1,000+-year-old alien in a 20-something’s body, but PC’s performance in Neverwhere ably demonstrates his abilities.  When Islington remembers Atlantis, when he talks of how long he’s been on earth, you believe it entirely.  His are old eyes that have seen fathoms, when he looks at other characters, he makes them seem so new and young.

Of course, Islington is an angel rather than an alien.  Still, the fact remains that he’s not human, and PC never lets you forget it.  From the first shot of Islington, it’s clear that he’s otherworldly, and even in a strange, fantastical place like London Below, there’s no one out there like him.


Rory McHoan, The Crow Road

Doctor Who is a family show, and children have played a number of important roles in Moffat’s Who especially.  Eleven’s interactions with them, from Amelia to Kazran to Stormageddon, are important.  And beyond Eleven, Moffat’s episodes during the RTD reign include a gaggle of London street rats in series 1, young Reinette in series 2, and Cal in series 4.  For as long as Moffat is in charge of Who, kids will definitely be a fixture.

PC has worked well with children several times, but he’s at his best here.  Rory’s flashback conversation with young Prentice in the last episode is everything a Doctor-child dynamic should be.  Rory is both a protector and a playmate, and he discusses complicated matters without talking down to Prentice – perfect.


To be completed tomorrow – so much PC, so little time…

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