The rumors about whether or not David Tennent will be leaving Doctor Who can now cease. BBC has confirmed that the actor will indeed be leaving the series at the end of the 2009 specials.
Tennant made the announcement after winning the outstanding drama performance prize at the National Television Awards.
“When Doctor Who returns in 2010 it won’t be with me,” he said. “Now don’t make me cry,” he added. “I love this part, and I love this show so much that if I don’t take a deep breath and move on now I never will, and you’ll be wheeling me out of the Tardis in my bath chair.” ‘I’ll miss it’
In an exclusive interview with BBC,Tennant said that three years was “about the right time” to play the role.
“I think it’s better to go when there’s a chance that people might miss you, rather than to hang around and outstay your welcome,” he said.
Russel T. Davies, the show’s executive producer who will be stepping down as showrunner when the fifth season returns in 2010, said the following about Tennant stepping down:
“I’ve been lucky and honoured to work with David over the past few years - and it’s not over yet, the Tenth Doctor still has five spectacular hours left! “After which, I might drop an anvil on his head. Or maybe a piano. A radioactive piano. But we’re planning the most enormous and spectacular ending, so keep watching.”
Steven Moffat takes over as show-runner for the fifth season in 2010. BBC has not announced who will replace Tennant, but rumors are swirling around the net that has Paterson Joseph as a possible replacement. Others rumored include David Morrisey, James Nesbitt and John Simm.
I am terribly saddened by this, but my only ray of hope is that I can cling to the remote possibility that John Simm could be The Doctor. It seems far fetched as he was The Master, but, wouldn't that make is more interesting? Plus he is dreamy... not David Tennent dreamy, but Life on Mars dreamy is good enough for me! I vote down David Morrisey, Paterson Joseph and James Nesbitt for their lack of dreaminess.
Russell T. Davies is a bit sad to see go as well as it will change the dynamic of the show greatly, but this may be a good thing... time will tell. Many of Russell's episodes (that he wrote) are rather silly and outlandish (flatulent aliens who wear humans as suits, anyone?) So it could take on a more serious and possibly singular-plot driven show. Again, time will tell... if only the Doctor were here, he'd know what's going to happen.
Russell Brand was 'suspended' after the remarks made in the previous audio snippet I had posted a while back. In Light of that he chose to resign from the BBC altogether and issued this most accurate statement:
"I have apologised to Andrew Sachs for the rude messages I left on October 18 and he has graciously accepted.
As I only do the radio show to make people laugh I've decided that given the subsequent coverage I will stop doing the show.
I've loved working for the BBC and am very proud of the shows myself, Matt Morgan, Nic Philps, Mr Gee and Noel Gallagher have made and I apologise to all of them for damaging their careers - except Noel, whose band are doing quite well.
I got a bit caught up in the moment and forgot that at the core of the rude comments and silly songs were the real feelings of a beloved and brilliant comic actor and a very sweet and big-hearted young woman.
Apologies are also owed to the loyal listeners of the show who enjoyed its shambolic spirit and anarchy and will be upset that it cannot continue.
I take complete responsibility and offer nothing but love and contrition and I hope that now Jonathan and the BBC will endure less forensic wrath.
I love that his apology isn't really, well, an apology. At least not directed to the people that are demanding it. He apologises to his co-workers and contributers as well as his loyal audience. He does apologise to Andres Sachs and his Grand daughter, but to none of the daftly outraged, bandwagon jumpers that publicly complained. Kudos, Russell, you needn't pander to them.
It seems to me, having spent some time in Britain and knowing a bit about how the people think/react there that his humour should migrate to America. I truly believe his own country does not appreciate his true genious. Howard Stern has nary had to apologise for paddling the asses of retarded-midgets, so why can you not make such seemingly harmless jokes in a 'free country'? ........Unforgivable.
And, who agrees with me? Well, if it isn't Mr. Noel 'dreamboat' Gallagher hisself!:
"At worst it was a juvenile prank that wasn't unfunny - but it's hardly offensive," Gallagher said.
He appeared almost weekly on the show, which Brand has quit after making lewd phone calls to actor Andrew Sachs.
"I feel bad for Russ, 'cause he really loved doing the show," Gallagher told BBC Radio Ulster's Across the Line.
"I loved being on it as well."
Gallagher said he was "outraged" that columnists in the press had "dictated the tone and are telling people how to behave".
"It's so typical of the English in general - 10,000 people get outraged, but only five days after it has happened."
"You know what? There's now a massive divide. Them and us," he added.
People like Conservative leader David Cameron, who waded into the row, were on one side and should not get "involved in something that doesn't concern him", Gallagher said.
I finally respect your judgement. You have long since been the blacked-out girl at the party with her dress over her head. But now, you, America, have sobered up and are prepared to move out of your parent's basement. It's scary, I know. You have to get a job at Jamba Juice for a while to get on your feet and pay your own rent, but you can do it.
I know it was so easy to just stay with your Ex because it's 'comfortable', but he doesn't know how to take care of you... he doesn't understand your needs, the needs of a Woman. Women need Health care, removal of troupes, and a tender caress. I'm glad you have taken this step, I like your new man and I hope we can be friends again.
The last 8 years have been rough on our relationship, I had removed you from my Myspace 'top friends' and replaced you with Canada. I'm sorry, girl, but your behaviour warranted it... but I *will* put you back up there with Oasis and that guy from Dexter again. (Canada, I will always keep the half a friendship heart charm you gave me years ago..)
... and maybe it's the champagne talking, but, you looking pretty fine, America.
I thought I might share my love of the brain of Russell Brand with you, who I presume are ignorant twats.... as you do not already understand the genius that he is.
The best way to get acquainted with his brilliant discourse is to simply type in 'Russell Brand' in the Youtube search engine-majig. I recommend any interviews involving him sitting on a couch and spewing genius into your ear canals. His delivery, his choice of eloquent verbiage and his massive hair... how can one go wrong?
To dampen your chops for what will soon be extreme salivation I have hand picked a few of my favourite bits from Russell Brand's "My Booky Wook"... So do enjoy a snippet from a proverbial guttural garden hose of facetious hilarity.
My Booky Wook: Chapter 4; Fledgling Hospice
My relationship with Topsy quickly grew very intense. Perhaps because she was a problem dog, we had more in common than I'd initially realised. I sometimes cuddled her too hard so that she would yelp. 'Here have some of me painful love," my febrile embrace would tell her. 'It is constrictive and controlling and painful, like all love should be." In later life, I have come to realise that any expression of love which ends in a yelp probably requires modification. When we first got Topsy, she would be allowed to sleep in the bed with me: I hope it is not necessary for me to stress the platonic nature of that relationship- not platonic in the purist sense, there was no philosophical discourse, but we certainly didn't f*ck, which is usually what people mean by platonic; which I bet would really piss Plato off, that for all his thinking and chatting his name has become an adjective for describing sexless trysts...
But, lo! Dear readers... there is much more undiscovered by your narrow brains! Go and expand!
Next installment from my list: Doctor Who Lust, (AKA I Will Carry David Tennent's Love Child.)
Don't get me wrong, I like Barack Obama. Hell, I am voting for Barack Obama... Not a big secret. But what really bothers me is all this bandwagon jumping. Granted it is important to express your intentions politically, but when you add 'him' as a friend on Facebook or Myspace and put 'him' in your top friends, it says a lot. Like, are you familiar with all of his policies? Do you agree with his gun control regulations? What about his health care plan?
Seriously, study a little bit before you throw on your 'Obama is my homeboy' shirt and put him above your Mom on your friend's list. Duh.
I dont have an opinion on much, I actually don't even have an opinion on having an opinion... I could go either way. But I have a very strong opinion, and a strong affinity, for the following:
1. Oasis 2. Doctor who 3. Russell Brand 4. List-making 5. Portland
For firsties, Oasis might as well be the Beatles cause they make me pee my pants like a 5 year old with a bladder infection in Toys R' Us. Or even just me with a bladder infection in Toys R' Us (I get really excited about Bratz dolls and High School Musical lunch boxes.) But when it comes down to it, Liam Gallagher could sing the hairless testicles off Zac Effron.... which is impressive, cause I am sure Disney have 'them' shoved snugly up inside to prevent puberty before he turns 30. I bet he's really like 28. But I digress... I mean to say that I think that Noel Gallagher is one of, if not THE, best songwriters of his generation. He wrote Live Forever, for fuck sake. Masterplan? Masterpeice! Whatever? Whatever, That's a great song! Digsy's Dinner?....I got nothing. But it's brilliant! And Liam is, in my mind, the best front man since Mick Jagger (and far less homosexual-y). The crowd goes crazy before he even gets close to the stage and doesn't stop until they pass out from lack of oxygen, forced removal from the venue, or death by overwhelming awesomeness. THAT is dedication, and people don't dedicate themselves to things that aren't the best things ever. (Hitler, Stalin, The Rajneesh, the Grateful Dead... shut up contradictory, compulsory typing!)
And to cap it off they have released Dig Out Your Soul this month. It is a collaboration of writing from Noel, Liam and even Gem.... fooking Gem! The only sad news about the album is the lack of Zak Starkey (Ringo Starr's son), whom is a brilliant drummer. Zak, that is, not so much Ringo... my Fisher-Price 'Beat-maker' holds a better tune. But when you have the forever-dreamy Paul McCartney and the terminally dead John Lennon singing over you it doesn't matter much. But the new album carries many great tunes (like that smooth transition? smooth like butter) 'The Nature of Reality' and 'Get off yer High Horse' are two very melodious and often 'trippy' songs that are absolutely brilliant. And not brilliant like Einstein, I mean fucking Poptart brilliance here. Like a-whole-nother level. So basically, if you haven't fully immersed yourself in the album or their music like a warm bath (TWO things that make you pee a little) then you a walking embarrassment. Hide your face, you turkey.
I feel these are very important to a balanced life and, if used in that order, can MAKE you live your life to it's full awesomeosity. I cannot emphasize MAKE enough... or AWESOMEOSITY.
Now for my campaign promises, to win you over as avid readers. I promise:
1. nude photos (not necessarily of me... or people that know I am taking their picture.) 2. Awesome stories... I live in Portland and work at the Buffalo Exchange, shit happens. Funny shit. Just sit and wait... seriously, just wait. 3. My opinions. You know you want em! 4. Health care reform. (I'm still working that one out.)