I found the Tom Baker episodes relaxing. It was absurd when it came to graphics, but he had an endearing quality. It was all about personality and my youthful optimism about life.
I was in grad school and had issues with insomnia. Dr. Who was on at 11:00 PM on Sunday nights. I sleep better on those nights than any other night.
The later episodes were OK, but the charm was gone.
I am not really a TV person. It takes something different to capture my attention.
I’m still optimistic, so maybe I’ll try some of those to see what you were seeing in them. I fall asleep to anything from Criminal Minds to Ironman, so probably don’t need it for lullabye land.
I became a TV person after mother died and I needed an emotional release, which I found in Star Trek showing people thought to be dead and then returning. I could grieve a little for mother in Kirk or Spock, etc. Then I discovered the marvelous women in Trek fandom and had the most thrilling time analyzing stuff down to China. There were so many marvelous minds that thought deep and hard, while laughing their heads off. FR is the first place since fandom that I’ve found such a wonderfully diverse set of people who know so much and think so deeply.
Watching the really old Dr. Whos, they’re so cheesy. Sort of like watching the original Star Trek. The props and sets are so fake. But they were inventive at the time, I guess. And star trek wasn’t about the background; it was about the characters. Dr. Who was a little of both.