Always Advent

Yesterday I mentioned that I thought the intermittently long-running British television series Doctor Who was no longer suitable for children.

I received as gifts the 1st and 2nd seasons of the brand new version of the show that they’re doing now, and after watching the 1st season episodes I’ve banned it from my house due to unacceptable sexual references. Too bad. When I was a kid watching the Doctor there was no hanky-panky in the Tardis: no mention of people waking up in bed with their executioners (Capt. Jack Harkness), no allusions to the female companion and her boyfriend getting a hotel room and spending the night (Rose and her boyfriend–Micky, I think his name is…), no long, lingering kisses between the Doctor and his female companion (the Doctor and Rose), and certainly no kisses between the Doctor and his male companion (the Doctor and Capt. Jack Harkness).

I was bummed, but oh well. It is a high quality show: the production values (special effects, cinematography, locations, sets, sound, music, costuming, and so on) are much better than when I was watching the show in the 70s and 80s, the stories are as imaginative and vast in scope as they ever were (nothing but the fate of the entire universe is regularly at stake…), and that inimitable British humor is refreshing and enjoyable, but…sigh. Why do they always have to ruin things by the “sophistication” of sexual innuendo and subplot, especially the homosexual references?

I haven’t even removed the shrink wrap from my season 2 episodes…I cringe to imagine what I may find.

I’ll look around the blogosphere a bit to see if other SF-Catholics concur. Comments welcome on this subject. (And all other subjects.)