There are so many epic anniverseries this year, I am not sure where to began.
Okay. I actually do know where to began…
Pride and Prejudice
The most beloved love story of all time. The book that makes everyone(erh, I actually don’t) long for a Mr. Darcy. The book that has one of the most amusing cast of characters. The book that uses hardly any description, which really boosts my ‘how I do on description’ esteem. Because, hey, everyone loves Pride and Prejudice and no one knows what Lizzie looks like.
But enough of that.
I first became acquainted with Lizzie Bennett when I was…four? Five? I just always remember watching the BBC miniseries, and eating tea sandwiches.
Man. I need to eat more of those. They are delicious.
To say I can quote Pride and Prejudice is probably true. We’re kind of big on Pride and Prejudice in my family. There are three woman after all in this family, but really, gender doesn’t matter in who likes it.
I read the book when I was thirteen–it was a easy read, really. Not all of Austen’s are. Emma was harder to get through, but at the same time it wasn’t…stiff or too different. That’s the beauty of Austen. We may be flying cars in the sky someday, and calling the moon our playground, but she will still speak of people, real people, that fit into empire waist dresses , jeans and a t-shirt, or a shiny futuristic outfit.
Lizzie is easily a modern woman, as demonstrated by the Lizzie Bennett diaries. Emma could easily reside on Tumblr. Catherine would read Twilight.
Pride and Prejudice is timeless. It always will be.
Ah, Doctor Who. It’s 50th year is in 2013 and the Whovians are in a frenzy.
Well. I’m not sure if we’re in a frenzy. But we are excited. Very excited. I mean, David Tennant is coming back after all! And Tennant pretty much is a fan’s inspiration…he always wanted to play the Doctor, and he ended up doing so, as well is marrying his favorite Doctor’s daughter. I am not kidding.
For those of you who don’t know, Doctor Who is a science fiction show about an alien who travels through time and space in a police call box that is really infinite space ship. The space ship also happens to be alive, and slightly insane. He also regenerates aka changes bodies every so often.
Basically it’s kind of a quirky show that is really easy to start obsessing over. It has the potential to be timeless. Especially in Britain. I mean, if you call during Doctor Who the person on the other line is bound to yell at you.
It’s that popular.
The Doctor has had eleven bodies by now. The First was a grumpy older man(and he thinks he is dignified) who really got the essence of the Doctor. He is the first Doctor, the one who laid the path for the other Doctors.
Right now we have Eleven, who is a loveable goof ball that has a lot of limbs. Kiss him and they shall flair. All about.
People love Doctor Who because…there is usually something fun in it. There is humor, adventure, and a man in a box who is utterly mad but at the same time, utterly sane. And then sometimes there is no fun, and we all have a lot of feels. And then we’re mad at it.
I started watching him in 2010. I first watched a clip with one of the companions appearing in his TARDIS, yelling at him and him uttering confused “Whats?” Then I watched The Unearthly Child, which is the first episode. The unearthly child is, in fact, his granddaughter, Susan. The main Doctors I started with were Hartnell and Tennant, aka One and Ten. I think the first ever I saw of Doctor Who was simply a clip from the end of Doomsday, where Donna appears in the TARDIS and begins to yell at Ten.
Ah. A start of a beautiful friendship. No seriously, it was. Doctor Who is more than just a science fiction show filled with adventures. Yes, that is it’s core, but it also has beautiful friendships, grandparent/parental relationships, and an odd romance thrown in there every so often. And these relationships aren’t just between the Doctor and someone, they are between side characters, or companions.
It’s a pretty amazing show, and I will most likely tear up during the Anniversary special(I almost teared up during The Journey to the Center of the TARDIS after all. Especially if certain people make a surprise appearance.
So, yes. Anniversaries are upon us. Anniversaries of stories I have been surrounded by since a young child, that I only recently discovered. I hope you enjoy them as much as I did, if you don’t already.