There’s something indescribable about watching a Classic Doctor Who episode I’ve never seen before.
It’s like rounding out the Godzilla series, or reading the end to a Spider-man story I only got part of as a kid. It’s a little slice of magic in a day with far too little magic in it.
Only it’s a little better than that. Because Godzilla and Spidey, they’re all there. Doctor Who isn’t.
The most recent Doctor Who I watched was The Moonbase. The Cybermen’s second appearance. It’s a fun story, but I can’t say it’s that good.
Which is true with most Cybermen stories, sad to say.
Today I started Web of Fear. One episode. Maybe I’ll watch the next tomorrow, maybe next week. So far it’s a wee bit hoaky mixed with typical BBC Sci Fi goodness (and a dollop of Jewish stereotype for good measure, sad to say.)
Still, it’s Doctor Who.
It feels like I’m reliving my childhood in a way.
Up to a point.
I’m watching the show on Hulu.
Which means commercial interruptions.
Which is a sin against God and Man!
DOCTOR WHO SHOULD NEVER, EVER BE INTERRUPTED BY COMMERCIALS, DAMN IT!
It’s just bad form, old boy.