Well, we’re only two episodes in, and that doesn’t supply enough information to render final judgment, but here’s my initial impression:
The Doctor is a captivating jerk.
He’s the oldest Doctor of modern Doctor Who and especially older than the 10th and 11th incarnations (David Tennant and Matt Smith, respectively). As wonderful as his predecessors were, that’s a nice change of pace. Less running around, more mature speech patterns. I doubt we’ll hear him invent phrases like “timey-wimey.”
“Old” doesn’t mean “weak” with this Doctor. Quite the opposite. He exudes formidability and intelligence, turning longevity into a strength (appropriate for a series that recently celebrated its 50th anniversary). If the world was in danger, you’d want his help.
But he’s also a harsher Doctor, which is troubling. Whereas past Doctors might have lapses into unintentional rudeness as they’d get lost in their own heads, the new Doctor seems entirely cut off from any empathy. In the premiere episode, “Deep Breath,” he leaves his companion Clara to fend for herself in a dangerous situation, and in “Into the Dalek,” he displays no remorse when someone dies right before him.
This detachment renders the Doctor’s behavior downright alien. And though he is an alien, he’s also a character in what was originally conceived as a children’s show. Doctor Who has grown up into a series that can appeal to many different age groups, but my feeling is the Doctor should always remain a good role model for younger viewers. He doesn’t have to be perfect, but he should continue to hold all life in the highest regard, maybe show some warmth and understanding once in a while. Maybe he’ll mellow out and get there, but so far, this isn’t a Doctor I can recommend as a role model.
But for the adult viewer, he’s still a fascinating character, and I’m curious to see what happens to him. Capaldi’s performance has my attention.