I spent last night at the cinema, spending money willingly to watch a BBC production about an alien who travels through space and time. Cuddled in my seat with a couple of vegan friends who also happen to be Doctor Who fans.
Indeed. What are the odds of that in Lincoln, Nebraska?
Since the BBC is not as despicably evil as the Hollywood machinery in enforcing copyright law, I found no reason to not part with USD 15 to watch my first proper 3D movie.
The exclusive pre-movie guides to etiquette in the theatre by Strax, as well as an all-too short funny skit by Ten and Eleven on how to watch a 3D film was most appreciated. I have no reason to believe any other shows do this. No one else budged from their seats after the end of the film, as there was a special behind the scenes episode of The Day of the Doctor. In short, best USD 15 per entertainment value I have ever spent.
There is much to be loved about the fans. I cannot recall a shared experience of being surprised, pleased, shocked, and saddened with strangers while enjoying a film before. From a stifled “HHHHNNNGG” by a film-goer at the first appearance of David Tennant, to my own involuntary “oooooh” at the brief appearance of Peter Capaldi — and the completely spontaneous bouts of applause at certain scenes in the film, this was without doubt the best movie experience I have had to date. For the first time, I was not only enjoying a film on its own merit, but also enjoying the shared experience with friends and faces unknown.
And what of the Doctor? If anything, this film cements everything we have come to love about the character and stories. To never give up, never lose hope, and to always find a way — that to resort to violence without question is cowardice. And even if one chooses violence, there can be no salving of the conscience if one still identifies with the ideals of humanity.
It is a fantastic action-adventure-sci-fi film in that it preaches non-violence, diplomacy, ingenuity and hope when everything else is about guns, missiles, lasers and wanton destruction; or as the now famous Craig Ferguson cold open chorus sings: the triumph of intellect and romance over brute force and cynicism.
Here’s hoping for another 50 years of Doctor Who!