Upon watching this year’s Doctor Who Christmas special, I was struck by a couple of interesting things: First was the realization of how much Second Doctor seems to be inherent in Matt Smith’s portrayal of the Eleventh Doctor, but the second was that the new Doctors have almost exclusively traveled with a solo female companion. The major deconstructions of this came in the form of Captain Jack (who, if you recall carefully, still had a romantic/sexual component) and Rory, who became seemingly became part of the TARDIS crew to create a love triangle with Eleven and Amy. This sort of interaction would have been unthinkable in the William Hartnell days, as he was a more paternal figure, and even when the Third Doctor seemed to develop feelings for Jo Grant, it was played in a very subtle manner. Even when Peri left ol’ Sixie for Yrcanos, it wasn’t set up as a lovers’ abandonment so much as a general sense of loss and ennui for an immortal alien (although that whole season is a bit difficult to parse due to extensive executive meddling.)
The MS-QOTD (pronounced, as always, “misquoted”) reminds you that there is no change, no time, no rhyme, no place for space, nothing… Nothing but the grinding engines of the universe, the crushing boredom of eternity, asking: Is it a problem for you that the new Doctor Who tends to use the Doctor’s companion as love interest or potential love interest?