And we’re
back! I’m cautiously optimistic about
this episode and, dare I say it, the season?
While it’s not without its problems, I think I may have enjoyed this
more than any Who season premiere
since “The Eleventh Hour.” Fingers
crossed? (A few basic spoilers.)
The
Doctor, we’re told, has evidently spent the the last 70-odd years as a
professor at Bristol University, where he lectures on whatever he damn well
feels like in between guarding a mysterious vault for nonspecified reasons that
will likely constitute this season’s main arc.
In his professor capacity, he takes an interest in Bill, a young woman
who works in the university canteen but faithfully attends his lectures. Her brightness, curiosity, and habit of
smiling (rather than frowning) when she encounters something she doesn't
understand appeals to him, but he’s determined not to go down a companion road
with her – that is, until Bill comes across a strange puddle with impossible
properties (because of course.) It’s only a matter of time before the Doctor,
Bill, and Nardole, who’s still around, are being chased across the universe by
a sentient puddle that can take human form – just another day!
First
things first: there are a few shaky
moments here and there (her very first monologue makes me “ugh” a bit,) but
overall, I’m decidedly pro-Bill. All
signs point to her traveling with the Doctor based mainly on her merits –
curiosity, bravery, a strong knack for asking Excellent Questions – instead of being
some sort of mystery the Doctor wants to solve.
She’s also likeable but imperfect, clearly full of potential that’s
mostly still untapped, and she’s excited at the prospect of traveling in time
and space. Having already spent some
time getting to know the Doctor as an eccentric professor, it’ll be interesting
to see if/how that factors into their Doctor-companion dynamic.
By and
large, the Doctor is pretty delightful here.
I like his appreciation of and friendly affection for Bill, and I
totally get why she’d be a fan of him both as a professor and a
time/space-traveling alien. I’m grateful
that, even though this is a case of the Doctor having been planted in one spot
for a long time and not getting up to all his usual Doctory business (and once
again suggesting he doesn’t “do” companions anymore, although that sentiment
seems to ignore Nardole,) he hasn’t just been languishing all this time. He’s still been doing good (guarding the
vault for reasons unknown) and enjoying himself (hearing himself talk during
his undoubtedly preposterous and magnificent lectures,) and there are hints
that guarding the vault is something that he’s been charged with doing, meaning
he’s here for a specific purpose rather than moping for decades after the loss
of a previous companion. (And honestly,
as far as the Doctor’s timeline goes, it’s now been so long since Clara was
around that it feels right for him to be getting on with things, even though he
has been taking a bit of a detour.)
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