My current TV-on-DVD undertaking is every single episode of Doctor Who featuring Jon Pertwee as The Doctor (1970-1974). My Doctor will always be Tom Baker, but I am finding that Jon Pertwee is my favorite Doctor of all time for the moment. He knows Venusian Kung-Fu and he utilizes it every fucking story. Unlike the other ten pacifistic incarnations of the Doctor, Pertwee’s Time Lord is more than willing to fuck your shit up if he needs to. And sometimes when he doesn’t need to. I’ve seen him chop dudes unconscious - risking concussion and even death – when he could have easily avoided them entirely by just walking more quietly or ducking behind a tapestry.
(the picture above is from Pertwee's first episode, where he pauses in the middle of an escape to enjoy a long shower before stealing some dude's clothes and car)
Which brings me to another reason I love the Third Doctor – dude has no tolerance for anybody. When he’s not busy saving the world, he’s straight-up verbally abusing everybody he knows. He absolutely cannot believe how dumb everybody on Earth is. The story is that he was stranded there by the rest of the Time Lords as punishment for something I haven’t gone back and watched yet, so one could understand his being a little crotchety.
But this Doctor is a Man of Action. He’s always trying to fix the TARDIS or visit some obscure Earth location or something. He’s proactive. And then, right in the middle of important negotiations with an invading alien race, who shows up?
The Master.