Doctor Who, You Know, Not for Kids

Judging by the shelf-fuls of merchandise the Doctor Who revival has spawned over the past few years (when the oil eventually does run out, I predict a Wicker Man-style execution for whomever made the decision to apportion even a tiny sum of this planet’s ever-dwindling resources to Cyber Men Bath Fizzers and embroidered Dalek hankies) it’s clear that the show is aimed at children (although actually, kids don’t use hankies do they? The only person I know who still does is my mum, who keeps a selection stuffed up her sleeves like a C&H Fabrics shoplifter planning a revoltingly snot-covered patchwork quilt.).

But Steven Moffat’s season five finale could only have been made with adults in mind.

I can’t deny how great it is for kids to be excited by science and by fiction and to have an unashamedly clever, pacifist hero in the Doctor. This last series has taken them on a tour of both Churchill’s labyrinthine war rooms and Van Gogh’s rustic Avignon apartment, all before bedtime, which seems, you know, proper Reithian charter stuff.

And I know grown-ups have cringingly been encroaching for years into realms which should, by rights, be solely populated by those who consider Miley Cyrus or Dappy from N-Dubz as an acceptable human being instead of a terrifying (delete as appropriate) be-wigged/hatted jailbait/jailwannabe automaton.

We wear Crocs that turn us into enormous rubber footed toddlers and insist that Pixar films are suitable viewing for people with mortgages but really, The Big Bang wasn’t for kids. It was for us.

By us, I mean those who have lived long enough to feel kinship with a Doctor fighting against the obliteration of the entire universe, the moment when the stars go out. I’m not trying to bring anyone down, and really, let kids enjoy all the camp spaceships, sonic screwdrivers, running around and shouting, and let them enjoy it while they’re still young enough not to realise that, when they grow old, they’re destined to spend their days fighting the same foe as the Doctor, the moment when their own stars go out.

Because the series was all about death. Or to be more specific and fittingly for the show, death’s companion: loss.

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