Showing posts with label doctor who. Show all posts
Showing posts with label doctor who. Show all posts

Friday, January 18, 2013

Could James Bond be a Time Lord?



I’m sure in the fifty years of both franchises this question may have aroused before, but at no time better than our present is this theory more plausible, after a fashion.

Let’s analyze the points of intersection of the two characters:

James Bond’s canonical debut was in 1962 with the movie Dr. No. while the first episode of Doctor Who aired in 1963. So at one year apart, they are roughly the same age.

Eleven actors have played the Doctor, while six have played Bond. Every incarnation of both had somewhat similar personality, and up until Daniel Craig took over Bond’s role, both characters would share previous incarnation’s memories.

The Doctor uses a T.A.R.D.I.S., Bond always finds an Astor Martin.

Both have used gadgets. Speaking of gadgets, don’t you think the breather device used in Thunderball does look a bit like a stylized sonic screwdriver?

And what about companions? Always pretty damsels-in-distress seem to populate the path of both characters. As to the different levels of intimacy they reach with the companions, I won’t comment to keep this post PG-rated. But they have certainly fallen in love in more than one occasion: Rose Tyler and Joan Redferm for the Doctor, and Tracy Di Vicenzo and Vesper Lynd for Bond.

Would you like more tangible proof? I’ll give you two:

1. Timothy Dalton played both James Bond, and the Lord President of the Time Lords!


2. Upon M’s escape from Silva’s assassination attempt, James Bond swifts her away in his DB5 and utters: “We’re going back in time.”

Last year we celebrated Bond’s fiftieth anniversary with an above-average excellent movie, a side show of parachuting with the Queen of England into the Olympics Opening Ceremony. Now things are gearing up for Doctor Who celebration that will, or should, be quite memorable as well.

So, what do you think?

Thursday, September 27, 2012

I ran into Doctor Who



Last night, a friend of mine invited me to meet for coffee. He’s getting married and wanted to give me the wedding invitation.

I arrived first, a few minutes past the set time. He then calls me to apologize that he’s late getting off work and to ask if I’d wait for a bit. Of course, I say.

Only trouble was I had brought no book, no writing pad, nothing to work on!

I turned to my phone, twitted a bit, posted a few likes and comments on Facebook, then got bored. No surprise there, right?

Hesitant that it would work, I opened the Netflix app. Browsed for a minute or two, then settled on “Rose,” the first episode of the re-launched series.  Although I’ve heard of the series and the cult follow it has gathered, it was the very first time I watched an episode.

In a word: WOW!

Easy to understand the legion of fans. I like the camera angles, the writing, the little details. Not one info-dump during the entire show. We got to meet the characters gradually.

You gotta love new technology.

PS: My friend arrived a few minutes after the end of the episode. Now I have to figure out what to give him as present for his upcoming wedding.