I do wish now that, when I started watching Dr. Who on
iPlayer, I'd a) gone right back to the beginning and b) reviewed each
season here on the blog as I finished it. I didn't, mostly because I never
thought of it but also because I was under the misapprehension that what I was
doing was re-watching some old shows from my childhood for no better reason
than that they were there and I felt like it.
As usual, it turns out my memory is less than accurate. But then, Dr. Who was always going to be difficult.
I grew up with the show as a default childhood standard. Everyone watched Dr. Who, just like everyone watched Blue Peter. It's not like you decided. You just did. That sort of exposure leads you to believe you've been more involved with something than you probably have. Or it did in my case, as I've been finding out.
If you'd asked me at any time in the last six decades or so, I'd have been clear: Back when they were originally broadcast, I'd have told you, I watched a lot of the first and second Doctor, all of the third and fourth, a little of the fifth and almost none of the sixth and seventh. Years after it was shown on TV, I watched all of the seventh Doctor, on VHS, in the nineties.
That's all based on a few very specific memories. Like half the children in the country, I started off watching much of the show from behind the sofa. Literally. I have reasonably clear memories of doing it. And of the sofa.
I know I had nightmares after watching the show during the William Hartnell era. I can even remember one of them, with Daleks coming over a hill above my house, like Apaches in a Western. Because of that, I was made to stop watching it, which I was not happy about. I wasn't allowed to watch it again until I was quite a bit older.
I'd have been eight or nine by the time Patrick Troughton took over and that was considered old enough to handle the horror but that was also about when we went for a while without any TV at all. We didn't even have a set.
I know! Hard to believe, isn't it? Tantamount to child abuse, really. In my memory, that went on for years but I was a kid so it was probably more like a few months. However long it was, I definitely took an enforced break during the second Doctor's tenure.
Once Jon Pertwee arrived, though, I watched every episode. It was one of the unmoveable feasts. I was coming out of my tweens then and the Third Doctor should have been my doctor, based on age, but when Tom Baker took over I was still malleable enough to convert. He's always been my Doctor ever since.
Until this year, I was under the impression that, if I hadn't seen every one of Tom Baker's more than one hundred and seventy episodes, as they went out, it must have been damn close. I also remembered watching a significant number of Peter Davison's episodes and maybe just a handful of Colin Baker's, after he took over as the Sixth Doctor. Sylvester McCoy, the seventh and final Doctor in the original run, I was absolutely certain I never saw until I traded some comics with a work colleague for the whole run on video cassette.
I am now back up to the Seventh Doctor in what I can no longer strictly call my re-watch and I'm going to have to make some substantive revisions to that timeline. It's hard to say exactly how the record should be revised. It goes one of two ways: either I did watch everything I thought I did but since then I've completely forgotten almost all of it - or I didn't watch even half of what I thought I did.
Yeah. It's that.
Revisiting he first three Doctors played out much as I thought it would. Even though I haven't gone all the way back to watch the First Doctor this time, I did browse through the episode descriptions on iPlayer and I remember about as many of them as I expected. The Second Doctor's run was patchy as I thought it would be. Some I remembered quite well, others not at all.
The Third Doctor's era played out exactly as I imagined. I could remember pretty much every storyline and damn near every episode. It was only when I got to the Fourth Doctor that it all started to fall apart.
Tom Baker had the longest run of any Doctor. Seven years, from 1974 to 1981. I have the strongest memories of watching him on a Saturday night. He's always been my favorite Doctor, as he is for many people who were there at the time and plenty who weren't. He's just really, really good in the role.
The sheer power and presence of his performance is what, I think, must have led me to think I'd been present for the whole of his run. Logic - or just a glance at a calendar - should have told me how unlikely that was.
I was away at University from 1978 to 1981. In the first year I didn't watch any TV at all. No-one did. In the second and third year, I moved out of college to live in non-university accommodation with my then-girlfriend (Later wife.). We did have a small, black&white portable TV but we were rarely in to watch it and never on a Saturday evening.
I guess I might have caught the odd episode, here and there, but most of Tom Baker's last few years, when I came to watch them recently, were completely new to me. Very good they were, too, although he's clearly lost a lot of his enthusiasm in the last season.
By the time Peter Davison arrived, I'd graduated and gotten married. We were living in a flat above an antiques shop and we watched more TV then, although on a Saturday evening the TV was often hooked up to the Atari 2600.
I'd have said I hadn't seen much of the Fifth Doctor the first time around but apparently I saw a lot more than I remembered. Pretty much the whole of his run, really. I wrote about the first of his three seasons back in Blaugust and I wasn't at all complimentary. I'm happy to say the second and third were much better. So much so, in fact, that I've had to revise my opinion of Peter Davison in the role. He's pretty good.
I still think he's not quite up there with Doctors One through Four and I have a particular affection for number Seven, so in a ranking Davison is still going to miss out, but the distance between him and the pack is a lot smaller now than I thought.
I should have realized I must have seen a lot of his episodes from the way I remembered Companions Adric and Tegan with such dislike. Then again, they were both introduced at the tail end of the Tom Baker era and that, I think, is where I developed my disaffection for the pair of them. You don't have to see a lot of either of them to start wishing you'd seen less.
Oh, Tegan isn't that bad. She whines a lot and that airline stewardess outfit she wears for so much of her time in the show is almost physically painful to look at but she has a lot to put up with, what with the awful Adric and the way the Doctor keeps letting her down. Adric, though... there's no excuse for Adric.
Oh, and there's Nyssa. Nyssa is... quite nice? But no-one's as nice as Davison's Doctor. He is just so nice, it almost hurts. And so English, too. Both traits that gave me huge problems coming to terms with him back in the day.
Still, it only took one episode of Colin Baker's Doctor this time around for me to completely re-assess Davison's. Better an overly-polite Doctor than a surly, aggressive, borderline-sociopathic one, any day.
Colin Baker is, by a wide margin, the least-popular of the first seven Doctors. It's really the other six, then a huge gap, then him. I've always known I didn't like his Doctor but until now I thought he'd been so much not to my taste that I'd only ever watched a few of his early episodes and ten decided not to bother with any more.
Watching them now, I'm fairly sure I never watched any of them at all. I don't remember anything about them, other than the ridiculous coat of many colors, which I've seen in countless photos. As I worked my way through his three seasons (Really two and a half.) there wasn't one single storyline that I remembered nor one episode that felt even vaguely familiar. I don't believe I ever watched him at all.
Looking back, I think I'd already stopped watching the show before the end of Davison's run. I must have decided not to bother with the new Doctor when he came. I remember the BBC experimenting a lot with the scheduling around then, moving the show from Saturday to mid-week and then doubling the length of each episode. I think I just got fed up of trying to fit it in around other things and gave up on it altogether.
It was also around then that admitting to liking the show was starting to become a social embarrassment, even amongst comics fans. Dr. Who fans have a terrible reputation in this country or they did until the revival.
If the Sixth Doctor was the worst of the lot, did I miss much? Hmm. That's harder to say than you might think.
The first of Colin Baker's seasons is really, really bad. It's extremely violent for a show of its kind, completely out of the range of every other era. Obviously, it's not violent by a modern standard but even now, to see the Doctor attempting to strangle one of his companions is really quite disturbing. So are the scenes of torture and murder, of which there are far too many.
The physical violence is nothing to the psychological, though. In the first season, Colin Baker's Doctor is either a blustering, shouting bully or a sniveling, whining coward. At one of many nadirs for the show in this season, he even grabs Peri and uses her as a human shield to save himself.
He's also unbearably arrogant. It's wearing to sit through. The Doctor in all his incarnations has always been confident to the point of arrogance but then he goes on to be proved right. Baker starts at arrogant and ramps up from there, only to be wrong as often as not.
It all makes him very unpleasant company and his unceasing verbal, psychological and, shockingly, physical abuse of his companion, Peri, a young woman still in her teens and just about to go to University when he meets her (As Peter Davison, significantly. There's some serious subtext going on with that bait&switch...), is genuinely hard to watch at times, particularly since the companions in Dr Who are partly there as analogs for the watching audience. The idea is that we'd all love to swap places with them and go adventuring through time and space with the lovably eccentric Time Lord. Yeah. Not with this sociopath.
I found the first Baker season so disturbing that, when I'd finished it, I went online to see what the critical opinion was. That was how I learned all the backstory; how the violence almost got the show cancelled; how there was meant to be some half-assed plan to start the Doctor off as a contrast to Peter Davison's nice guy and bring him back to equilibrium over several seasons, which never became clear because Baker got the push before it could happen; how there were battles going on within the creative team over the direction of the show; how production had been moved from the Children's Department to Drama, leading to a darker tone...
None of which excuses the poor writing and even poorer decision-making. The Sixth Doctor's first season is the low point of the show's run.
The second is a bit better. The Doctor isn't quite so unpleasant. The stories aren't quite so ludicrous. It's still not very good but I enjoyed some of it. The Mark of the Rani was okay and I didn't hate Revelation of the Daleks as much as most people seem to have done. I even quite enjoyed The Two Doctors, in which Patrick Troughton makes an entirely unnecessary return. It's a total pantomime but at least it was entertaining. Apart from the cannibalism...
Colin Baker's third and final season is much better. It has a very unusual framing structure, with the Doctor on trial for his life in a Gallifreyan court and most of the action being seen in flash-back (Or flash-forward.) Baker is certainly not the most technically-gifted actor to play the role but he manages pretty well in this season. He doesn't have a great range of facial expressions but he does outrage quite well and it's always the appropriate reaction here.
He's also nowhere even close to being as nasty as he used to be, which is a huge relief. He's still not all that nice but then the Doctor doesn't need to be nice. He just needs to be fair. He was never fair to poor old Peri, who has to be one of the unluckiest of companions, and neither were the writers. She disappears mid-season to become, off-screen, the Warrior Queen to Brian Blessed's barbarian King and that's the last we see of her.
The season does contain one of my favorite conceits in the whole run of the show. Before Peri's even officially gone, she's already been replaced by another companion, Mel, who just appears, in media res, as the Doctor calls up a recording of an adventure that hasn't yet happened at the time of the trial (Time Lords, eh?).
I'm half way through Sylvester McCoy's first season now and there's still been absolutely no explanation of who Mel is or how she came to be traveling with the Doctor. I really love not knowing what's going on there. I'm sure it'll get explained eventually, probably in the revival years, but for now I'm just reveling in the randomness of it all.
Mel, played by Bonnie Langford, is a very good companion and a bit of a fan favorite which, if you knew what Bonnie Langford was known for at time of casting, would not have been a bet you'd have taken. Peri, I think, could have been good too, if she hadn't had to travel with the version of the Doctor she got. I bet even Brian Blessed looked like an improvement after that.
The season, for all its mild pleasures, ends poorly. The conclusion of the trial is unconvincing and silly. And it almost was the end of the show, too. A combination of a poor critical response, a dwindling audience and yet more internal politics at the BBC meant the show took an eighteen-month break before it returned for a swansong with the Seventh Doctor and an even smaller budget.
But that's another story. One I'll get to when I've seen it. Again
Next Fest is over. There was a lot of talk about the event being ruined by a glut of vibe coded AI games but I can't say I saw any sign of it myself. I thought it was an above-average edition, if anything. I can remember writing about one a while back, where I could barely find half a dozen games I wanted to try and I know there were a couple where most of the demos I was interested in turned out to be nowhere near as interesting as I'd thought they were going to be.

Next Fest ends today. Of the eight demos I selected, I've played six.
The two I haven't tried yet are ArcheAge Chronicles, which is a 38GB
download and which I never really meant to include as part of the official
count and Hela: Of Mice & Magic, which can only be played with a
controller.
As I mentioned in
And now there's an ocean to explore as well. Isles of Abyss adds sea travel,
through a scattered archipelago of islands, large and small, in boats you
build yourself. That's the bait that brought me back and so far, five hours
in, I've been very happily hooked.
In the meantime, I'm fine with my floating shack. It's a pig to turn sometimes
but get it pointed the right way and it really travels. The plot, such as it
is (It doesn't seem to be much yet.) has you adding a harpoon gun and then a
cannon with the intention of destroying (Or maybe it should be killing.) one
of the evil lighthouse monsters that fixes everything to the archipelago like
a nail. Even the dead,
And the vibe in the islands, it turns out, is blues rock. Why? Don't look at
me!
Yesterday, I
Actually, until today I always thought Mana Ridge was the only starting
village but I read the launch day
Except for one huge difference: the translation.
This version has none of that. Instead, my Sorceress seems to be a lying,
cheating, duplicitous gambler with a heart of corroded steel. She's daggers
drawn with her old teacher and she's out for what she can get. Actually, they
both are. Everyone in the village is either sarcastic, snarky or flat-out rude
and all the factions despise each other.
I find myself, suddenly and unexpectedly, in the happy position of having
far more ideas for posts than I'm likely to find time to write. Is that
a happy, position though? Better than the alternative, I guess.
...and it was absolutely no help at all.
What to do? I dunno. I guess... download, install and play? I mean, if you
want to know what some machine you never saw before does, you press the big
red button, right? We all know that.
All of that left me predisposed to feel critical about the whole thing. I
almost cancelled the download at a couple of points, asking myself if I really
needed the game at all. In the end, inertia carried me through and I'm
glad it did. I don't have an exact "time played" for my first session
but I've been playing it on and off all day.
So the game sounds good. Does it look good? Oh, yes. It looks great. I'm quite
picky about interpretations of characters I know, let alone ones I like, and I
have no complaints about any of these.
And it works really well. There are schematic, three-dimensional
representations of the area in which your characters stand like giants. You
press a footstep icon and the game moves you to the next nodal point for an
interaction or a fight and so the story proceeds to its conclusion.
At one point Krypto swoops into a fight to turn the tide, which seems a
bit random until you realise he's the character they're plugging in the store
right now. The game does prompt you to go buy him but doesn't hassle you when
you don't.