The Regeneration Game.
I wasn’t ready to
say goodbye to Peter Capaldi in last Monday’s Doctor Who.
I have a soft
spot for him anyway (which is probably a strange thing to say about an actor
with a resting face of pure fury) and thought his casting was inspired, but despite this, it wasn’t until the most recent
series that I felt everything fell into place; this was nothing to do with
Capaldi’s performance, but more due to the fact that when he joined the show,
the programme maybe needed a second reboot.
It probably
didn’t help that I watched this week’s special in a post-Christmas-induced emotional
state, so couldn’t deal with the inevitable tugged heartstrings of a departing
Doctor; that said, I found Capaldi’s last few episodes hard to watch too, so
the time of year’s no excuse: I’m just a vulnerable audience member.
The reason I
didn’t want him to go yet is simple: it may be childish to have bought into
what’s essentially a kids’ sci-fi series so completely, but Capaldi embodies what The Doctor
should be for me: he’s strong, yet with a soft heart; kind, yet cutting. He’s
the man the kid inside me wants to be.
(That kid's called Jake.)
That said, I’m
completely down with the idea of a woman in the role, as this could be just the
kick-start the programme needs; but while I'm a fan of Jodie Whittaker, I can't imagine her eyes will ever match Capaldi's for menace; I look forward to eating my words when I watch the next series.