Proud to be a Whovian

I haven’t been on tumblr much lately, but some of the best bits are making it to my facebook newsfeed. I’m a little surprised by the backlash poor Matt is getting. No matter what he was contracted for, no matter what he was on record saying, I’m not sure it was ultimately his decision. He talked about leaving Who, but it never sounded like he was going to run off in the middle of his contract… I’d hope he was better than that.

What I’m proud of this fandom for is standing by him, THANKING him for what he managed to do.

I’m not a “Classic” Whovian. I can’t get into the older stories, so Nine - Christopher Eccelson - will always be my first. I had a hard time with him and Rose, until I started to see their chemistry and just what a sassy bitch he could be.

Ten - David Tennant - will always be my favorite. For one, he wears that really cool trenchcoat and Chucks. Plus, he’s funny, and cute, and it’s so obvious that the boy who grew up wanting to be the Doctor cherished every. single. minute. of his time on the show. For a man who’s catch phrase was “allons-y” (french for let’s go), I was surprised by his plaintive plea that he didn’t want to go. And he really didn’t want to go… that line supposedly wasn’t scripted… and I know I bawled like a baby when he said it.

Eleven - Matt Smith - it’s always hard to move on from someone you love so much, and while he wasn’t a perfect replacement for Tennant, in many ways, he took the best of Nine and the best of Ten and created something wholly unique and definitely his. From his fish sticks and custard, to the bow ties, fezzes, and stetsons, and even the fact that you start up a triceratops by karate chopping it, there was a lot to love. He could be creepy. He could be sassy. He could be childlike. And most importantly, he could do blood chilling evil.

Now at the end of his reign as Eleven, I only have two more episodes to look forward to. And it’s going to hurt to say goodbye.

I know, I know, I’ve been obsessing over Benedork Cucumberpatch and Sherlock and Cabin Pressure lately, but I’m still doing two to four hours of Who a day. The stories in Who hit me in places that nothing else can… except for SPN’s season gr8… and it’s powerful. It breaks through the dark a little bit. Not a lot, but a little.

I hope that Twelve can live up to the hype surrounding his naming. There’s going to be a lot of negativity, curiosity, and possibly some instant love.

Thank you, Matt, for everything you brought to the role. I’m definitely going to miss you, and I wish you the best in your post Who career.