Sunday, 27 November 2011

The Daleks

The wicked are always surprised to find that the good can be clever.
- Marquis De Vauvenargues


THE DEAD PLANET

We’re on Skaro, not that we know that yet.  Everyone goes to get changed after checking that the radiation levels aren’t dangerous. They aren’t.  They’re fine.  But, wait -

Him:  I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: there’s no point having a radiation counter that takes too long to work.

The title card comes up over a picture of, what appear to be, branches in negative.  Then our heroes walk on and reveal that it’s not negative after all, but still looks mighty strange.

Him:  That’s weird.

The forest is ashen, and white.  The Doctor deduces there must have been an incredible heat. Ian reveals he thinks the Doctor can’t return them to Coal Hill.

Barbara:  Well, I suppose we better make sure he doesn’t fall down and break a leg.

"I call it The Metaltron."
Me:  I’d be more worried about Susan doing that.

Susan finds a flower.  Barbara finds the first alien Doctor Who monster.  Ian breaks Susan’s flower with excitement. The Doctor explains to Chesterfield (sic) that the petrified metal beastie must’ve been caught in the same event that changed the forest.

Barbara:  We’re not on earth then?

Me:  Seems to be the Planet Of Giant Hair.

Our heroes spy a city in the distance.

Me:  What do you think of the city?

Him:  It looks realistic.  Is it made of modelling clay?

The Doctor decides he really wants to have a look at the city.  Barbara wants to go home.  Susan finds a replacement flower and someone touches her on the shoulder.  She screams herself into a panic.  The Doctor is absolutely certain it’s all rot.  After all, he’s decided the planet’s totally dead and he can’t be wrong.

The Doctor:  Yes, you know, sometimes I find the gulf between Susan’s age and mine -

Him:  Susan’s about 14 and he’s 312.

The Doctor:  - makes difficult understanding between us.

Ian’s keeping an eye on the Doctor.  Answering a question that hadn’t yet been asked - namely “what does everyone eat?” -  The TARDIS Food-A-Matic is revealed.

Him:  It’s a vending machine.

Me:  And it only makes Whole Nut.

Another QVC moment takes place as we have what appears to be an advert for the Food-A-Matic.

Ian:  One bite and I taste the bacon, another and I taste the egg.  How do you do it?

Him:  “Crelm toothpaste!  With the miracle ingredient, Fraudulin.”

There’s a tapping at the door.  The Doctor has an idea.

Him:  “Mascara?”

Me:  “The scanner.”

Him:  Where is the scanner?

Me:  That’s a very good question…

The scanner reveals nothing outside.  The Doctor tries to take off but the TARDIS has different ideas.  Susan uses the fault locator to find it’s K7, the fluid link, that’s on the blink.  They need replacement mercury.

Him:  “Susan has fillings…”

The Doctor suggests that the city might just have some mercury.  The next morning they prepare for their expedition, only to discover something’s been left outside the TARDIS.

Me:  Someone’s lost their pencil case.

The metal pencil case is full of glass phials.

Him:  “And they all say mercu-“.

There’s an ominous note at 19’ 26”.

Me:  Ominous note there.

After a long walk, which leaves everyone feeling a bit worn out, they reach the city.

Barbara:  Look!

Him:  Pacman.

Our friends split up.  Barbara goes one way, Ian another and the Doctor and Susan a third.  Barbara wanders down a seemingly endless corridor, cameras turn as she walks.

Him:  Is that a mirror?

Me:  I like the way the doors close.

Suddenly Barbara’s trapped – and then-
Iconic Moment # 7

Him:  It's a plumber!

Me:  And that scream, you could argue, still echoes through our culture today.

Him:  It wasn’t that loud.

(Pause.)

Him:  If you had a big enough area though, would something echo for a minute?


THE SURVIVORS

The recap.

Me:  Barbara didn’t scream that time.

Him:  Did they used to let people send in scripts?

Me:  They did.

Him:  Right.

The Doctor, Ian and Susan make their way into the city.  There’s no sign of Barbara but they do find a mercury store.  They find a wet ink-drum.

Ian:  What kind of people are these?

Me:  Photocopier technicians?

There’s also a working radiation counter.

Him:  It’s on the danger zone, so it can’t be healthy.

The Doctor realises that they might not be just unfit after all.  And it might, actually, be his fault.

Me:  “Well, I guess that the joke is on me.”

Him:  He’s killed them all.

They leave to find Barbara and walk straight into - Daleks!
Iconic Moment #8

Him:  They looked amazing.   And then came Day of the Daleks.

Me:  I think there are more Daleks in this scene than in the whole of Day of the Daleks.

Ian gets shot trying to escape.

Ian:  My legs!  My legs! 

Him:  “My beautiful legs!”

The Daleks reunite our heroes with Barbara who suggests that these strange machines might have someone inside them.  Susan finds this very amusing.  Barbara complains of feeling a bit under the weather, possibly she’s been drugged.  Ian disagrees.

Ian:  We’ve got radiation sickness, all of us. 

The Doctor:  Unless we get treatment we shall die.  Yes, we shall die.

Me:  Kids show!

The Daleks are watching the action unfold on a monitor.

Me:  Recognise the sound?

Him:  Is it the same one that they use now?

Me:  Yup.  Well, if you got it right to start off with why on earth would you change it?

Him:  Well, they had to change some things because the Daleks needed to be able to leave the city.

Me:  Fair enough.  Otherwise, the next story they appear in would be called The Daleks Look At Postcards Of Earth.

There’s a close-up of a Dalek eyestalk that reveals it focusing.

Him:  Whoah – look at the eyes.

Me:  They’re watching Doctor Who.

Him:  They’re watching Doctor Who in Day Of The Daleks too.

Me:  And almost in Remembrance Of The Daleks.

The Daleks reveal there are other life forms on the surface that can survive the radiation.  Thals, it seems they're called.  While the Doctor is interrogated, Ian, Barbara and Susan remain trapped.

Me:  I have days when it takes ages to get home from work but nothing like as bad as this lot.

Having decided to send someone off into the wild to meet the hideous and deformed Thals, the Daleks return the Doctor to his cell.

The Doctor:  It’s possible they may have been anti-radiation gloves.  Drugs.  I can’t be certain.

Me:  Well.  He has got radiation poisoning.

The Doctor’s in a bad way.

Ian:  You must keep him as cool as you possibly can.

Him:  Shades?

Me:  I don’t think that’s what they meant.

Susan reveals that the TARDIS lock is an outstanding piece of engineering that works on the basis that you’ve got a 1 in 21 chance of opening it and a 20 in 21 chance that the inside of the lock will melt.

Him:  That’s a useless self-defence mechanism.  What if there’re people inside?

As Ian can’t walk, Susan goes into the jungle by herself.  Ian beats his leg up and the Daleks continue watching Doctor Who.

Him:  There’s a lot of gaps in Dalek history – a lot of it doesn’t make sense.  Because, well, Genesis of the Daleks has a different history, doesn’t it?  And didn’t the Thals used to be nasty?  The Daleks were nice and then the Thals did something?

Me:  Set off a neutron bomb, I think.  Dalek history gets a lot worse.  Pretty much every Dalek story contradicts the last one.  Philip Sandifer offers an elegant solution – if I’ve understood it correctly, which it’s very possible that I haven’t.  Because time can be rewritten – if you’re including the Time War, which is technically begun at the time of this story - then every time the Doctor pops up everything ever resets itself.  So, there’s no contradiction because it never happened.

(Pause.)

Him:  But…  Yeah…  But…  The Doctor says that time can’t be rewritten now.

Me:  Unless it’s Daleks.  So I can ignore the wine gum ones.

Him:  But there’re Daleks that’ve never met the Doctor that must’ve met him before this episode.  It doesn’t make much sense, does it?

Me:  Which is doubly impressive when you think that Terry Nation wrote most of the Dalek stories.

Him:  Because…  If Susan was born in the fifty-second century then that means that when she went to school in the twentieth century it would’ve changed history because she’d never been there before.

Me:  That’s the “not-a-fixed-point-get-out-of-plot-inconsistencies” card that I’ll be playing here.  Of course, Susan isn’t a Dalek, so maybe she was always there and it always happened like that.

Him:  But she can’t have been there because she wasn’t born yet.

Me:  But she would’ve been, because she was always there.

Him:  Doctor Who and philosophy.  Tch.  That’s what we’re doing right here!

Me:  It’s good.  Back to The Daleks.

Susan’s made it back to the TARDIS.

Him:  What?  Look at the doors!  They’re wrong!
When doors go wrong.

We rewind – hopefully this won’t happen too much as there are very many days of classic television to get through – and see that the doors are, indeed, wrong.

Me:  Ummm….  Different dimensions?

Him:  No.

Me:  Odd cliffhanger.

Him:  It’s better than the one where Sarah Jane falls down a gentle slope.

Me:  Yup.


THE ESCAPE

The TARDIS doors open.

Him:  Wibble wibblewibble.

There’s a Thal waiting for Susan outside the TARDIS.  He doesn’t look hugely deformed.

Me:  Thal!  And rather well spoken for a mutant, dontcha think?

Him:  What’s he wearing?

Me:  Shower curtain.

Him:  Looks more like a turtle.

Me:  “Grim though it was in the petrified forest, the Thals consoled themselves with shoulder pads.”

Alydon:  I wonder if the Daleks have seen us.

Him:  Yes, I wonder.

Me:  Through the fourth wall and straight into your heart.

Him:  He’s a drug dealer!

Me:  He’s not a drug dealer.

Him:  Thaladdin.

Susan is returned to the cell.  The Daleks keep up their observation as Susan explains the history of the Thals and their agriculture.  For some reason the Daleks have trained their camera on the top of Susan’s head.

Him:  That’s a weird angle.

Me:  They’re still watching Doctor Who.

Him:  What’s with that Dalek’s plunger?

Me:  I think it’s so he can hold trays.

Him:  The Daleks are quite threatening here.

The Dalek with a tray brings it in to the prisoners.  It sounds like he says -

Dalek:  WE-HAVE-BROUGHT-YOU-FOOD-AND-OR-WATER!

 - but he doesn’t.  Susan is removed for a nice chat with the Daleks about how they can help the Thals.  This sets Ian’s spider-sense tingling.  In the jungle, the Thals have a quick chat about how they’ve changed over the years.

Me:  The Daleks were philosophers.  The Thals were hairdressers.

One of the Thals is flapping quite distractingly.

Me:  Has his strap come undone?

Him:  Yeah. 

Dyoni, who has a tree growing out of her head, and Alydon are set up as being quite keen on each other.

Him:  Oop.  Cue the falling-in-love music.

Back in the city, one of the Daleks is discussing something quite unexpected.

DALEK:  UN-LIM-I-TED-QUAN-TITIES-OF-FRESH-VEG-E-TABLES!

Me:  Dalek home delivery service?

The Daleks are dictating a note for Susan to write in order to encourage the Thals to come and visit.  The Dalek shoves Susan and the Him laughs.

Him:  It’s blatantly picking on her.

Me:  Or - cue the falling-in-love music?
"Oi!"

Elsewhere, our heroes trash the cell camera, an action that forces the Observation Dalek to become the Exposition Feed Dalek.

Me:  Later on, Doctor Eccleston refers to the Daleks as geniuses.  Not much evidence of that with this one.

There is a discussion of how Daleks move.  The Doctor deduces they run on static electricity.  Ian, being a science teacher, explains about circuits and how the Thal shower curtain might work as insulation.

Him:  It’s being educational.

Back at the Thal camp one walks by with a pet Magneton.

Me:  Taking it for a walk.

Him:  Dyoni’s got a tree growing in her head.

Me:  She is a mutant.

Temmosus is for seeing the best in everyone and trusting the Daleks.

Temmosus:  I believe the Daleks hold the key to our future.  Whatever that future may be, we must accept it gracefully and without regret.

Me:  Terry Nation lets his authorial voice slip out.

Him:  Resistance is exhausting.

Back in the cell, plotting is afoot.

Ian:  Perhaps we can throw a coat over the lens.

Barbara:  Surely, it would see you.

Me and Him: (together) Probably.  And don’t call me “Shirley”.

Barbara takes Susan’s shoes to make mud.

Him:  “If you’d been wearing your shoes you could’ve lent her hers.”

Science is put into action.  The Dalek’s vision is impaired, but sadly it’s too busy fretting on the invasion of its personal space to remark on this historic moment.

Dalek:  KEEP-AWAY-FROM-ME! 

Ian cracks open the outer shell and takes a look inside.  The ladies are sent out whilst the boys take a look at the bubbling hate jelly.

Me:  A bit sexist?

Him:  “Hmmmm.  What’s that, Chesterton?  Dare you to eat it.”

Using the cloak, the internal Dalek – not a Kaled at this point of course – is removed and plonked in the corner.  Ian clambers inside the shell and our heroes sneak off into the city.  As they leave a claw slides out from under the shower curtain…


THE AMBUSH

Back to our chums leaving the cell.

Me:  D’you think that this one’ll have an ambush then?

Something about the opening shot confuses me.

Me:  Ooo – that’s on… film?  Odd.  You can see how much of a clean up job the Restoration boys have done.*

Marching ahead of Ian the Dalek, our chums reach a lift guarded by a Dalek.  Susan pulls a fast one and before you know it they’re in the lift.  Some really avant garde lift music is playing.  The fooled Dalek reports what he’s done to his bosses who are less than delighted with him.

Him:  “OH-CRAP!”

Me:  Hey!  That puts this blog on a 12 rating.  “Contains one use of strong language.”

Him:  Two uses.

Me:  I think the other one’s in the extras.  There’s not a moment that I remember of the Doctor getting annoyed and being bleeped.

Ian’s stuck in his Dalek.  Other Daleks begin burning through the door.  The Doctor, Susan and Barbara take the lift to safety, leaving Ian to do what he can to free himself. 

Me:  This lift scene makes a reappearance in Planet of the Daleks.

Reaching safety, the others send the lift back to collect Ian.  Bursting through the door the Daleks exterminate an empty casing.

Him:  They can destroy each other’s casings then.

Me:  The lift’s in binary!

At the top of the building our friends pass an odd looking thing.

Him:  Dalek art.  Made by Dalek Vinci?

Barbara spots the Thals arriving for their chat.

Me:  This’ll be The Ambush then.

The room is soundproofed and so our friends have to find another way of warning the blonde lovelies that they’re walking into a trap.  They try to open a door.

Me:  It’s deadlock-sealed.

Him:  Or it's made of wood.

Meanwhile, a Dalek is chasing them in the binary lift.  Ian opts for art criticism.

Me:  Ah – they’re using the sculpture.

Down the shaft it goes.

Him: “SHOULD-HAVE-SEEN-THAT-COMING!  STUPID!  STUPID!  STUPID!”

Elsewhere, the Thals walk into the city.  The ominous notes should really give them a sense that everything’s not well.  Meanwhile, the Daleks have just finished laying out a lovely picnic.  Hearing the soft footsteps of the Thals they glide into alcoves.

Me:  Oh – they are going to hide then. 

Our friends have made it to the base of the building.  The Doctor wants to get away as quickly as possible but Ian opts to warn the Thals whilst the others run back to the TARDIS.

Me:  There’s no guarantee anyone’ll survive – so it seems more serious when even the Doctor wants to get out of there.

Back at the picnic, the Daleks don’t seem particularly well hidden.

Him:  That plunger’s in plain sight.

Temmosus, delighted by the unlimited quantities of fresh vegetables on display, delivers a speech that lasts the rest of the sixties.  Infuriated, the Daleks emerge and the promised ambush finally takes place.  Ian tries to warn them, but it’s too late.  The wall next to Ian blisters with the heat of Dalek fire.

Him:  That was cool.

Ian bumps into Alydon who’s baffled why anyone would kill Temmosus if they didn’t even know him.

Me:  So – if they’d known him, it’d make sense?

Everyone heads back to the Thal camp for a long talk about things.  The Doctor has a rummage through the Thal’s records and realises he might be able to work out where they are - apart from on the now-named Skaro - and then the TARDIS crew’ll be able to leave.  Alydon’s not over-chuffed with being made leader.  Ian points out that though the Daleks can’t leave their city, they’ll kill the Thals as soon as they can.  Problem is, the Thals are pacifists.  If attacked, they’ll retreat.

Barbara:  You’d simply run away?

Him:  “Well, yes.  But my way of saying it was less embarrassing.”

The Thals will never fight the Daleks.  The Doctor has discovered that the Thal mutation has come full circle, which is why they won’t fight.  The Daleks used to be called Dals, which is interesting, and their mutation hasn’t finished yet.  The Doctor decides they’ll leave.  Barbara agrees with him.

Me:  “Well – we’ll be off then.  Good luck.”  That must be the end of the story.

Him:  Isn’t this a kids show?

Me:  It was aimed at the bright 11 to 14 year old.

Him:  Really?

Me:  Yeah.

Him:  But I’ve been watching it since I was five.

Me:  And that Wirrn did you the power of Kroll.

Him:  Huh?  Remember The Mutants?

Me:  I thought it was Brain of Morbius you remembered watching?

Him:  It had a Mutt head.  Resting on a desk.

Me:  Very good.  That covers both nicely.  Robin’d be blandly chuffed.

The Him sneezes just as Ian realises that the Daleks have grabbed the fluid link from him and -

Ian:  It’s down there somewhere.  In the city.

Me:  And there’s blood on it.

NEXT:  THE EXPEDITION

Him:  Do you think the next one’s got an expedition in it?

*Having been reading Richard Molesworth’s list-tastic book, Wiped! Doctor Who’s Missing Episodes, I now know that the previous week’s cliffhanger was copied to 35mm film and played in as live at the start of the next episode’s recording.  I could’ve rewritten the entry to make myself look more knowledgeable, but where’s the fun in that?


THE EXPEDITION

Following the recap, The Daleks are reviewing pictures.

Me:  “HOL-I-DAY-SNAPS-DE-VEL-OPED!”

Him:  “UNCLE-BEN-AT-THE-FRONT-OF-THE-HOUSE!  UNCLE-BEN-AT-THE-SIDE-OF-THE-HOUSE!”
"I-DID-NOT-EX-PECT-THE-SPAN-ISH-IN-QUIS-ITION!"

Having duplicated the Thal anti-radiation drugs, the Daleks are undertaking medical experiments.  The Thals, meanwhile, are still not up for a fight.

Him:  I always thought it was Tharl – with an ’r’.

Ian and Barbara argue about the pros and cons of pacifism.  The Doctor has discovered that he honestly hasn’t got any spare mercury in the TARDIS.  He confides in Chesserman.  In a lovely moment, Ian points out that the Doctor keeps getting his name wrong.

Him:  Does the TARDIS use up a little bit of mercury every time it travels?

Me:  I think that the Doctor’ll fix that if they manage to escape Skaro.

“Tonight on The Moral Maze we’ll be discussing morality.  Are supporting characters expendable to make a point?

Him:  The Thals would attack the Daleks for make-up.

Ian has a final frustrated stab at starting a fight.

Him:  Tree lady!

Me:  If the Thals stuck to their principles here then Ian would cause some real moral problems.

Luckily for us, they don’t, and Ian’s nursing a split lip before you know it.  Back in the city, something very strange is happening to a Dalek.
Caution:  May Induce Hallucinatory Effects

Him:  That’s a great noise!  Is he still in the lift?

It turns out that the anti-radiation drugs have pretty nasty side-effects on Daleks.  Decorating the control room with Character Options cut-outs from the future doesn’t take the sting out of this, and they opt to drop another neutron bomb.  Because, well, that’s the sort of thing they’d do.

Him:  How have they created all this technology with a sink plunger and an egg whisk?

Me:  Maybe they’ve been looking after it since the Kaleds – sorry, the Dals-

Him:  The gelatinous blobs?

Me:  No.  They were people, remember?

Him:  The Thals?

Me:  The Kaleds.  Sorry, the Dals.

Him:  Oh, yeah.  But who turned them into Daleks?

Me:  Strictly speaking, the Thals did.

Him:  And – who built the suits?

Me:  Ummm….  Davros built the suits.

The Thal expedition is mooted, but there’s worried talk about poisoned lakes that glow in the dark.  These lakes are also full of mutations.  Hungry mutations at that.  On the plus side, Barbara seems to be making a Thal friend.

Me:  I loved this idea – this whole bit of the book - when I was a child.

Him:  What idea?

Me:  The whole quest bit.  Trying to get into the city.

The Daleks are experimenting with brave camera decisions, and planning to change the environment to suit themselves and hang the consequences.

Him:  Is that Dalek point of view?  From the plunger?

Dalek:  TRANS-MITTING-QUAL-I-TY-IS-POOR!

Me:  Even with the restoration that’s been done, when you see the film footage from the War Machines it looks pristine.  They didn’t really clean too much up for the VHS but this is probably better quality than when it was first broadcast.

Him:  Surely, there must be tapes of Marco Polo – because weren’t people recording them at the time?

Me:  Yeah – that’s where the audio recordings come from: old cassette tapes.

Him:  But they must’ve looked really-

Me:  Fans could only record the sound.

Him:  They made tapes.  I remember seeing footage from the Tenth Planet on the DVD extras.

Me:  That’s made up of film footage that either survived or was filmed from the telly.  There’s only really brief shots of Polly and bits that were too violent for Australia that survive.

Him:  And the Doctor regenerating.

Me:  Well, that was because the BBC had loaned the tape to Blue Peter and then not wiped that episode of Blue Peter.  I’ll have to find out more about the Cura telesnaps.

Him:  When were the films made?

Me:  I think the first one was 1965.

Him:  Which Doctor was that?

Me:  Still William Hartnell on the telly.

Him:  Really?  So the films were before Patrick Troughton?

Me:  Yes.  It’s a bit harsh.  Imagine a film version of Victory Of The Daleks – if you can – with a totally different setup and without Matt Smith playing the Doctor.  As if anyone would think that might be a good idea.  Tch.

(I’m not going to say anything else about that news story - you know which one - right now.)

Him:  You know I hate the Daleks – except in certain stories.  I like these ones.  They’re in black and white and they shut up.  I remember in Waters Of Mars – I was really looking forward to it – and then – (Takes a deep breath) NOOOO!

(Pause.)

Him:  And that was my initial reaction, you’ll remember.

Dalek information comes through on tickertape.

Him:  That’s amazing.  Watch the Dalek.

(We rewind and check out some expressive eyestalk acting.)

Him:  The eyestalk movement’s perfect.

Me:  Do you remember the gossiping Daleks in the David Tennant story I’m not going to say anything else about right now? 

Ian, Barbara and the Thals are making their way through the noisiest swamp ever.

Me:  That’s quite a good swamp.

Ian puts his hand around Barbara to help her across the swamp.

Ian:  Watch where you put your feet.

There’s a sudden trumpeting roar.

Him:  Is it Barbara making those noises?

Much to the Him’s dismay, Ian kills a caterpillar.

Him:  What if it was trying to help?

Me:  Pacifism doesn’t seem to be an option on Skaro. 
Swamp Thing: The Early Years

A monster rises from the swamp.

Him:  That’s creepy.

Everyone hunkers down for the night lulled by the gentle roars of the forest beasts.

Him:  How would you sleep through that?

The next morning the Thals discover that the Daleks get their water from the lake through an intricate system of pipes.  After discussion the team decide to go around, rather than across the lake.  A sudden, rather good, special effect eats Elyon the expendable Thal to give us a cliffhanger.


THE ORDEAL

The episode begins with the Howlaround worm.

Him:  So, is that light green then?

Me:  I don’t think so – that was just in the BabelColour recolourised version.

Him:  What colour were they then?

Me:  I think they were just black and white.

The Doctor, Susan and the remaining Thals are planning an attack on the city.

Him:  They’ve got a pen!  Dyoni’s using a permanent marker.

Me:  Maybe Barbara had it with her.

The Daleks have to abandon their neutron bomb plan due to cutbacks.

Him: "WHY-WON’T-THEY-LET-ME-WATCH-THIS-EP-I-SODE?  I-HAVE-TO-KEEP-PAU-SING-IT!"

The questing Thals, Barbara and Ian are caving.  Barbara is definitely making a friend in Ganatus.

Him:  I’m amazed that the Thals haven’t brought massive make-up backpacks.

Back at the city, the Thals are blinding the Dalek rangerscopes with reflections of the sun.  The Doctor, Susan and Alydon are attempting to sneak in.

The Doctor:  Oh, I know it’s risky, but, well, we mustn’t diddle about here.

Me:  “Diddle”?

Him:  That’s not what he said.

Me:  It was.

Him:  No, he said “Diddle”.  The Greek letter Diddle!

Me:  Very good.

In the caves, Antodus is having doubts.  In the city the Daleks are cheating and using vibrascopes to track intruders.  The Doctor discovers that the whole Dalek city runs on static electricity.

Alydon:  Well, how do you know that?

Him:  “Because we figured it out three episodes ago.”

The Doctor starts breaking things.  The Daleks turn up to see what’s causing all the noise.

Him:  That’s a good explosion.  Well, a good effect.

The Cave Thals, Ian and Barbara have reached a gap in the trail.

Him:  I’ve totally lost what’s going on here.  I stopped paying attention when it started to bore me.

Me:  Ian and chums are jumping a gap and the Doctor and Susan have been captured.

Back in the city, the Daleks are moaning to the recently captured Doctor and Susan that they’ve not only broken a Dalek videoscope, but they’ve also trashed one of their Dalek lifts. Announcing their intention to exterminate the Thals and become the masters of Skaro, three gloating Daleks give a suspect salute that grabs the Him’s attention.

Him:  Are the Daleks Nazis?

Me:  That’s the theory.

After jumping across, Barbara breaks the cliff.

Me:  Oops.

Him: What happened?

Me:  Barbara broke the cliff.

Him:  I don’t feel well.

Me:  That’s why this episode’s called The Ordeal.

Him:  Why?

Me:  Because it’s really hard to get through.

Antondus’ earlier doubts begin to pay off.  The rope plaps on the rock in front of him and – frozen with fear - he makes no attempt to catch it.

Me:  Must be time for a noble casualty.

Ian tries again and the rope smacks Antodus in the face.  Antodus runs and jumps over the gap but lands badly and falls into the gap.  Ian clings to the rock face but is dragged inexorably toward the edge.

Me:  Ian should have tied that rope to something other than Ian.

Him:  The series are a lot shorter now, aren’t they?

Me:  Yeah.  Back then it ran for – I can’t remember - without much of a break anyway.  That’s why later on in the run you’ll notice characters will get imprisoned or get hit on the head or, even, get the wrong face in a some crazy World of Fiction jigsaw accident so they can go to Cromer or into quarantine.  See if you can spot them.

Him:  Doesn’t that happen in Seeds Of Death?  The Second Doctor’s not in it for an episode - except for the recap.

Me:  You might be right.  We’ll have to see.

Him:  When’s the Cromer thing?  Is it soon?

Me:  William Hartnell’s in the story.

Him:  But it’s not actually - Is it The Three Doctors?  It is!


THE RESCUE

The episode opens with Ian pulling up Antodus.

Him:  This one’s called “The Rescue”.

Me:  Could it be related to what we’re watching?

The rope holding Antodus is cut.  With noisy consequences.

Me:  Guess not.

Him:  I think it’s more to do with the Thals.

The Daleks are talking over everyone else.  In a wonderful shot, two Daleks swap documents.

Him:  Is that how the Architect Dalek brought the blueprints?

Me:  Architect Dalek!  Great!

Ian and company are recovering from their loss.  They press on.  The Daleks are planning to drop a big capsule full of radiation, a scheme that so disgusts the Doctor that he offers the Daleks the TARDIS if they won’t carry it out.  The Daleks instantly double-cross him.

Him:  Does this even slightly have anything to do with the film version?

Me:  This scene?

Him:  No, the whole story.  And weren’t those Daleks red and shooting fire extinguishers?

Me:  I’m afraid so.  So close you could feel it.

Having made it through the long dark of the mountain, Ian, Barbara and the Thals break into the city. 

Barbara:  I have some experience in these corridors – they all look alike.

Me:  Just you wait.  That’s a line that’ll haunt the show.

Him:  How come they aren’t making any noise but the floor’s made of metal?  Surely it’d go klang KLANG klang KLANG KLANG!

Me:  Why do you think?

Him:  Ummm…  Because the floor’s not actually made out of metal?

Me:  But, if it was wood say, then how would the Daleks be able to use static electricity?

Him:  They don’t.  I mean – the set!  Those Daleks don’t really run on static electricity, they run on wheels.

Me:  Okay.  This was made back in the days when cameras near enough had to be driven around sets, so the floor’s not metal.  Back then there wasn’t time or budget for foley artists.

In the control room, the Daleks have spotted the infiltration and begun to panic.

(Me and the Him have been watching the show with the subtitles on – well, I’m getting on a bit – and something happens here that makes us sit up.)

First Dalek:  HOW-DID-THEY-GET-IN-TO-THE-CI-TY?

Second Dalek:  PER-HAPS-YOU’RE-READY-TO-GO-CRIT-I-CAL!

Him and Me:  What?

(After a quick bit of rewinding, the mystery is solved.)

Me:  He’s saying “capsule” not “perhaps you’re”.

Their plan in action – the Daleks proceed to the next stage of their nefarious scheme.

First Dalek:  NOTHING-CAN-STOP-THE-DALEKS! BE-GIN-COUNT-DOWN! ONE-HUN-DRED!

Me:  Wouldn’t it make more sense to start at 10?

Him:  No.  It’s to give the Doctor a chance to stop them.

Second Dalek:  BE-GINN-ING-NOW!

Him:  Caution:  Unseen seconds may pass by slower.

The hunt for the control room is given a boost when a Dalek announces where it is.  Struggling through closing doors, Ian, Barbara and the Thals get into the corridor leading to the control room.  There’s a lovely pan to greet them.

Me:  That’s a nice shot.  Is that a bit of the TARDIS set at the start?

At this point the Him joins in the countdown.  There’s a sudden final battle as the remaining Thals attack from above, attacking Daleks and breaking their lights.

Him:  Dalek House of Horror!  Dalek corpses everywhere.

With their power disconnected the Daleks are dying.  The final Dalek begs the Doctor to help him before squawking with a spin.

Him:  It’s looking straight up.

Ganatus:  If only there’d been… some other way.

Me:  That’s a line we’ll hear again.

Him:  So, why have the Daleks been growing food?

Back in the forest, everyone’s saying goodbye and the Doctor delivers an interesting speech.

The Doctor:  I’m afraid I’m much too old to be a pioneer.  Although I was once amongst my own people.

Me:  Oh.  He was a pioneer.

Him:  The subtitles don’t make that clear.

Me:  Perhaps you’re ready to go critical?

Everyone takes it in turns to say goodbye to their new friends.  Some more reluctantly than others.

Me:  I think Barbara’s fallen in love.

Him:  I thought she was in love with Ian.

Me:  That’s interesting.

Him:  Am I missing the plot again?

The TARDIS takes off and everything’s fine.  Then there’s a sudden – surprisingly violent - whiteout and everyone falls to the floor. 

Me:  That’s the first Dalek story then.  What’re your thoughts?

Him:  It was ok but there was one flaw with it.

Me:  What was that?

Him:  Had Daleks in it.

Me:  I thought you liked them.

Him:  I’m sick of them.

Me:  Why’re you sick of them?

Him:  They’re overused.

Me:  Ok.

Him:  So if that’s the story that got everyone watching Doctor Who how come people were still watching it after Edge Of Destruction?

Me:  It was a really popular series.

Him:  There were no one-parter episodes were there?

Me:  Mission To The Unknown?  The Movie?  Rose?

Him:  Rose?  That’s different.  In the new series almost all the stories are one part.  I meant in the old series.  Before the Movie.

Me:  Mission To The Unknown.

Him:  What’s Mission To The Unknown?  Why’s that one part?

Me:  It’s the only story the Doctor and his companions aren’t in and it’s more a prologue to The Dalek Masterplan.

Him: (ignoring this) How many Patrick Troughton episodes are there?

(The Him grabs the Television Companion and flicks through it.)

Him:  Oh, man – we’re going to have to watch so many reconstructions!

Me:  I suppose we could watch the Marco Polo cutdown.

Him:  But it’s really dull.

Me:  I thought you enjoyed it?

Him: It’s just sound and pictures.

Me:  That’s what the recons are.

Him:  I thought they were animated.

Me:  Not all of them.

Him:  How long until we’re onto Jon Pertwee?

Me:  That’s going to take a while.

(At this, The Him makes a full-on ZARBI noise.)

NEXT: THE STENCH OF DESTRUCTION!

Wednesday, 23 November 2011

An Unearthly Child

One measures a circle, beginning anywhere.  
- Charles Fort
AN UNEARTHLY CHILD
We’re settled into the sofa.  The opening episode titles begin, but this time without a thunderstorm.

Me:  Here we go then.

Him: (sings theme).

The lost policeman.

Me:  Ooo.  Fog.  And they kept the bell.  And the 12” remix.

The Junkyard gate swings open and the camera is driven in.

Me:  So, is that door opened by the policeman or Mr Tickle?

Him:  Where’s the bracken gone?

Me:  It all got burned.

Coal Hill School.  The buildings have been ironed.

Me:  Have you noticed how they’ve taken pains to point out that it’s a school now?

The bell goes and the pupils leave.

Him:  There they are.  Will she stare right into our souls again?

The girls are interrupted by a young raconteur.

Boy Pupil:  Ooo – yes.

Laughter.

Me:  She does!  “Told you we’d have to do it again.”

Him:  She doesn’t.

Me:  It feels a lot smoother now that they’ve remounted it.

Ian and Barbara discuss Susan.  The action switches to a different classroom.  Susan is listening to a happening young chart act, John Smith And The Common Men, less enthusiastically than before.

Him:  (knowingly) “John Smith.”

Me:  Do you reckon?

Him:  I expect so.

Me:  So the Doctor’s real name might yet turn out to be Aubrey, or Chris, Waites…

Barbara lends Susan a book on the French Revolution so she can pick holes in the continuity rather than continue to develop her promising abstract portrait career.  Ian and Barbara drive to 76 Totter’s Lane to wait for Susan and hopefully meet her grandfather for a chat, thus demonstrating that teachers used to take the welfare of their students a lot more seriously in the Sixties.   While they're waiting, Ian and Barbara discuss Susan’s weirdness.

Ian:  I think you’ll find there’s a very simple explanation for all this.

Him:  There is.  Time travel.

The brave decimal system moment is recapped, without Susan’s wonderful shifty eyes sadly.  Ian recalls how cause and effect caused an effect and then science meanders into philosophy.

Science.  And lots of it.
Me:  The POV’s clever.

Him:  What’re A, B and C?

Me:  Episode of The Prisoner, I think.

Susan arrives, furtively.  Barbara, despite having hassled and nagged Ian to be there, starts to have second thoughts.

Ian:  Come on, let’s get it over with.

Me:   That’s what you think.

Him:  So, what are A, B and C? 

Me:  They’re either secret agent suspects or length and… that…

Ian and Barbara enter the junkyard, but Susan’s plain vanished.

Him:  Imagine how embarrassing it would be if she was meeting a boy.

They find the TARDIS, humming away like there’s a loose wire.

Me:  Maybe it’s just a really big, novelty fridge.

Enter the Doctor.  Coughing.

Me:  This is all very understated.

Ian and Barbara confront the Doctor.  In response, he starts talking to himself.

The Doctor:  One of their pupils.  Not the police then.

Him:  I beg your pardon?

Ian:  I beg your pardon?

This cracks the Him up.  It’s not the last time he predicts the next line by accident, so you might want to brace yourselves.

Having heard Susan’s voice, the teachers attempt to persuade her grandfather to let them into the police box.  He’s having none of it, and instead starts to assess the junk.

Barbara:  There’s no door handle.  There must be a secret lock somewhere.

Me:  The keyhole, perhaps?

The Doctor argues his case nicely, making Ian and Barbara doubt themselves.  They agree to leave and fetch a policeman – after all there’s only one exit, and that’s guarded by a giant orange tentickled (sorry) Mr Man.  Then Susan calls out from inside the box.  A kerfuffle ensues, and before you know it we’ve - entered the TARDIS!  Suddenly, the composition of the frame opens out into bright, longer shots.  A lot of the claustrophobia of the kitchen-sink reality is instantly diluted and we can breathe.  But, of course, our heroes are trapped.

Me:  Oh – that’s much better than the Pilot.

Him:  (pointing at the console).  And that’s green.

Conflict creates character and everyone begins grumbling.  Except Ian, who has to carry the burden of the whole bigger-on-the-inside thing for the first time.

The Doctor:  I don’t discuss my private life with strangers.

Me:  This predates Heat, of course.

Ian’s getting flustered.

The Doctor:  Oh, you wouldn’t understand.

The Doctor then proceeds to wind Ian up with some nonsense about buildings on televisions and delights in the fact that he can’t understand.

Me:  Doesn’t make any sense, that’s why.

The Doctor compounds the befuddling with a confusing ramble about the initials of TARDIS describing what it does and giving the sense of his running rings around the lesser life-forms.  None of this “Me mam’s an human” here.

Doctor:  I tolerate this century, but I don’t enjoy it.

Me:  I feel like that sometimes.

The Doctor wraps up his speech with the wonderful “exiles” moment.  William Hartnell does some sterling stuff throughout all of this scene, only trampling on William Russell’s lines once and looking for all the world as though he’s landed the greatest role on telly.  And knows it.   The Him however…

Him:  “We can order it for you but it’ll have to be in XL.”

"In ex-ile?"
The Doctor makes it clear that they’ll have to up sticks and Susan’s quite upset about leaving England.

Him:  England?

Me:  Yes, it’s set in London.

Him:  Is it?

Me:  Where did you think it was set then?  Wales?

Susan wants to let Ian and Barbara go.  The Doctor doesn’t.  Susan says she doesn’t think they’ll talk.

Him:  “Well, Susan – then it’ll have to be the hatchet I’m afraid.  It’s the only other option.”

Me:  What?

Making everyone’s decision for them the Doctor bangs a bafflegab.  The TARDIS takes off.  History is made.

Him:  What’s that?

Me:  Howlaround worm.

Him:  What’s it really?

Me:  I think it’s a penlight that a camera’s filming from its own monitor.

The howlaround montage continues.

Him:  Told you you could see Susan’s face in the opening credits.

The TARDIS is still taking off.

Him:  Imagine if they still did it like this in the Matt Smith era.

Me:  It’d take forever.  We’d still be on Pertwee.

The Ganger reappears and the credits run.

Me:  Okay, that’s the proper opening episode.  What did you think?

Him:  Ok.

Me:  Better than the Pilot?

Him:  Sydney Newman thought so.  “Bow ties’re cool.”

Me:  It’s got more zip; it’s pacier.  Do you think it’s a good introduction to the series?

Him:  I don’t think it would catch people’s attentions back then.

Me:  Back in the Sixties?

Him:  Well, people were more into shades that made you bump into things back then.  And bow ties.

(Pause.)

Me:  Riiiight.  Shall we try The Cave Of Skulls then?

Him:  Yeah, okay.


THE CAVE OF SKULLS

"If I pull this off then we'll eat like kings."
Ganger recap, revealed to be a slightly baffled looking beardy chap with a sudden musical sting.

Him:  ”I’ve been standing here for a week.”  They used to record these in order didn’t they?

Me:  They did them near enough as live.

Him:  Oh.

The scene changes to a cave (although no skulls are in evidence yet) where another beardy chap, Za, is failing to make fire for his furry tribe.

Him:  In fairness – I can’t make fire.  You can’t make fire.  Not many people around today could make fire that way.  They’re speaking fluent English.

Me:  I read somewhere that the TARDIS is translating what they’re saying.

Him:  So they’re saying “Ugg ug ug”?

Me:  Yeah.

Him:  And this is before they came up with the translator idea?

Me:  Um…  Yeah.

Za gets really annoyed with the sticks (“dead fire”) and tries shouting at it.  This doesn’t work.  The confusingly named Hur nags him some more.  Za tries shouting fire into existence, but again it doesn’t work.

Him:  That’s what I used to get like when I lost at chess.

Back at the TARDIS.

Him:  He’s still standing there.  Hang on.  The TARDIS is in a different place.

Me:  It must’ve been pretty strange…

Him:  What?

Me:  For the people watching it.  It’s like a totally different series from last week.

Inside the TARDIS everyone’s woken up.  The Doctor is quite pleased with the journey.  Ian continues to doubt everything although Barbara’s quite accepting of it.

Doctor:  “Doctor Foreman?  Eh?  Doctor Who?”

Me:  The oldest question!

Him:  “Doc Tor Who?”

William Hartnell delivers some more cracking lines before opening the TARDIS doors.

Me:  I like that way that you can see out of the TARDIS.

Him:  It’s just a picture but the idea’s cool.

Outside the TARDIS wind blows and birds screech.

Him:  Is that snow or sand?

Me:  Sand.  Even though they’ve made a big point about how cold it is.

The Doctor becomes quite perturbed that the TARDIS is still a police box.  Then wanders off to dig and have a crafty smoke.  An axe enters the shot.

Me:  I thought that was a boom shadow.

Him:  So did I.
Contains abduction, sustained threat, brutality and smoking.

Him:  I think Ian’s going a bit mad here.  Well, you would wouldn’t you?  You wouldn’t accept it – you’d start to go mad.

Ian, Barbara and Susan find a skull.

Barbara:  What do you think it could be?

Him:  It’s Ian.

Me:  It’s not.

Ian starts to come round to the idea that he's finishing the day in a different type of reality than the one he'd had breakfast in.  "Doctor Foreman" gets corrected to "Doctor Who" again - annoyingly.  The Doctor gets ambushed and Susan starts a descent into hysterics that’ll last until she's next back in London - working on the basis that Planet Of Giants is set somewhere else.

Him:  That’s your bag.

Meanwhile, with the Tribe, in the cave.

Him:  They’ve eaten the Doctor!

The Doctor turns out not to have been eaten, but merely laid out on a banquet boulder.

Him:  Oh no.  Just his hand.

More tribal politics take place.

Kal:  I, Kal, am a true leader!

Him:  By Vectron!

The Doctor wakes up and notices that events have taken a turn for the problematic.

Kal:  My creature can make fire come from his fingers-

Me:  And fleas jump from these furs.

The politics of fire and carnivore hunting continue.

Him:  Y’know, while they’re all staring at Za the Doctor could sneak away.

The Doctor tries to bluff the tribe but has lost his matches.

Me:  He looks really scared there.  It’s quite grim for a children’s show.

Him:  Well, he said he hasn’t really been anywhere yet.  Isn’t Barbara a history teacher?

Me:  Yeah.

Him:  So, this is like a field trip for her?

Susan screams, alerting the tribe to the presence of our heroes.  In seconds they are overcome.

Za:  Take them to the Cave of Skulls!

Me:  Guess what they keep there.

It all gets a bit grim in the cave.  It’s full of corpses.  Corpses that smell.  And, like the name suggests, skulls.

Ian:  They’re all the same.  They’ve been split open.

Him:  “And there’s blood on it!”*


Before.

NEXT:  THE FOREST OF FEAR

Him:  What d’you think they keep there?

Me:  Trees.  But, despite what’s suggested, not petrified ones.  Not yet.

*As our keener-eyed readers will have noticed, “and there’s blood on it” is a rather grim statement that acts as the URL placeholder for this blog.  Therefore it definitely needs some further explanation as to why that is.  Not to mention why the Him has just mentioned it there.  There will be an explanation.  Just not quite yet.


THE FOREST OF FEAR

Following the unwritten law that you can change a cliffhanger to make it better-

Me:  Blimey!  That one’s split wider open now.
After.

Him:  And that’s a different recap.

Worn out through hunger, cold and arguing, the tribe are asleep.  An Old Lady stirs and picks up a blunt instrument masquerading as a knife.

Him:  They’d be warmer if they covered their arms.

Back in the cave there’s an interesting directorial decision.

Me:  Skull POV?

After this we both become quite engrossed in the action and don’t say anything for a while.  Hur wakes and begins to follow the Old Lady as she sneaks off.  The Doctor and companions have taken to using bits of previous prisoners to try and cut their bonds.

Him:  What are they tied up with? 

Me:  Vines?  Skins?

Hur wakes Za and begins the full Lady Macbeth machination approach.  The Old Lady frees the Doctor and friends who run off into the forest.

Him:  Isn’t that a paradox?  The Doctor making fire with a match?

Me:  It is, but it isn’t the most contentious that the series’ll bring up over the years.

Za finds that his pet firemaker and chums have fled.  He is not happy about this, as you can imagine.  Elsewhere, in the forest, the Doctor pauses in order to catch his breath.  Everyone appears to be very scared, something that gets enhanced when Barbara thinks she spots something moving in the bushes.  The tension rises.

Him:  Is this a kid’s TV show?  It’s rated U isn’t it?

Me:  Not exactly the “Oncoming Storm” here.

(Pause.)

Him:  How long’s it been since we said anything?

Me:  A while.

Barbara falls.

Me:  Ooops.  Glass ankles.  The first of many ignoble tumbles.

It turns out Barbara’s fallen over something animal and dead.

Him:  What is it?

Me:  It’s a boar.  And there’s blood on it.

(Deep sigh)

Me:  They could’ve wiped out humanity there.  So much for the policy of non-interference.

Our heroes retrace their steps to help Za.  The Him makes a bizarre noise for no real reason.

Him:  Ping!  Ping! 

The Doctor admonishes his companions for their compassion and Ian raises a pertinent point about qualifications.

The Doctor:  I’m not a Doctor of medicine.

Him:  He’s always saying that.

Me:  I reckon he sent away for his doctorate.

Back in the cave, Kal finds the Old Lady, asks her some questions and then kills her.

Him:  Kal’s invented murder.

Kal continues exploring new concepts by inventing lying and persuading the tribe the Old Lady was in fact done in by Za.  His heady explanation runs rings around the tribe logically.

Hur’s Dad:  It must have been as your eyes said it was.

Me:  “It’s the only explanation that fits all the facts.”

The tribe elect to catch up with the Secret Of Fire and leave the cave.  Meanwhile, our heroes run the final few yards only to discover that the TARDIS is surrounded.

Me:  The tribe got there a bit quick.

Blurry fade out on a grumpy Kal.


THE FIREMAKER

"ARCHITECT SKETCH!"
Me:  That’s a different recap.

The title screen is a close-up of Hur’s Dad that delights the Him.

Him:  Work those eyes!  It’s good to work out the wrinkles of the eye.

Me:  I’m glad they decided to let Coburn give them dialogue, it would have been heavy going with just grunts.

Him:  Are you joking?  It’d sound like Mr Gumby.

Me:  The Tribe of Gumby!  Aha!

Kal continues to offer the evidence for the prosecution-

Me:  It’s a knife advert.

-but the Doctor tears it to bits using the “Is There Blood On It?” defence tactic.  Trampled under this, Kal confesses. 

Me:  William Hartnell wanted to get away from his tough guy image when he took this on.

Him:  Did he ever come up against Chuck Norris?

Me:  Ha!  No.  But you could substitute William Hartnell for Chuck Norris and see if it still worked.  Probably all the ones that don’t mention roundhouse kicks would anyway.

Despite proving their innocence our chums get taken back to the Cave of Skulls.

Him:  Ian looks like my art teacher.

Me:  The use of sound’s really effective.  The wind feels relentless, you end up tuning it out.

Za does some soul-searching with Hur.  It all looks promising up until Za decides that if he doesn’t get the secret of fire, and sharp, everyone’s dead.  Ian attempts to remember his boy scout education and tries to make fire with sticks.  In fairness, this is more likely to be successful than just shouting at twigs.  The Gumbies, having been left on their own, are coming up with different ideas.  Sacrificing things always worked in the past after all…

Me:  It’s all or nothing this one.

Kal arrives from his brief exile just in time to spot that Ian’s stick manipulation has borne burning fruit.  Kal and Za lay into each other on a sudden soundstage, smashing up skulls.

Me:  Bit violent for a kids show?

Him:  I said that.

Me:  I think this fight – where it cuts to film – was directed by Douglas Camfield.

Him:  Why are you telling me this?

Me:  Because he was great.

The fight continues and the Him makes a traditional observation.

Him:  Underwear!  And it looks like they’re wearing tights as well.

Kal comes second.  Za raises a particularly large rock -

Me:  Kids series!  Kids series!

- and claims the title King Gumby with a silent splat.

Him:  There’s no noise.

Me:  Verity Lambert made them take it out.

Him:  What’s the deal with cavemen then?  How’d they evolve into people like us?

Me:  It comes from being able to cook food – specifically meat – because the stuff released when you do that helps brains to develop.  I think…**

Za announces to the Gumbies that there’ll be meat for all.  Especially if they hang onto the TARDIS crew.

Me:  I don’t think the series would have been as successful if they’d followed the prisoners in the cave idea.  Escape attempt of the week.
Escape attempt of the week.

Escape attempt of the week: Susan burns a skull.

Me:  Kids series!

Him:  But the audience at the time would’ve known that they weren’t going to die.

Me:  Why?  Anything could happen.

The Gumbies are significantly freaked out by the burning skulls that our chums make good their escape into the forest.  This fern-slapping jog to freedom is almost curtailed by another glass ankle incident.  Back at the cave The Gumbies line up for their ceremonial torches.

Me:  “That’s the fire sorted.  All we need now is to invent pitchforks.”

Having barely escaped with their lives, the travellers make it to a non-surrounded TARDIS.

Me:  I still like the way that the Doctor’s scared.

Him:  I always wanted to be the Doctor.  Not for the adventures – I was thinking about how my name would look on the title screens. 

The Doctor reveals that the TARDIS has navigational issues and so whilst it can take off and land alright, the whole steering thing doesn’t work too well.

More science.
Him:  Hang on – where’s the TARDIS going?

Me:  Into history.  Properly.

Skaro.

It turns out that the radiation counter’s on the blink too.

Me:  I’m pretty sure that Derek Ware, the fight arranger, was in the Sherlock Holmes that I watched the other night...

NEXT:  BEYOND THE SUN

**Top quality Stephen Collins cartoon.  More of his work can be found here:

48 (Mostly) Glorious Years

It's the 23rd November 2011 and Doctor Who has reached its forty-eighth birthday.  The series is in stronger health than at almost any time in its history and a new generation of young fans wear their anoraks with pride.  Marvellous news of course - and there's a 23 involved - what more could anyone ask for?

A story so far, you say?  Well, here's one of those then:


As of later on today this blog'll be properly up and running.  First post should be up at 1715.

At the moment the Me and the Him are both quite excited about this, but we haven't reached The Sensorites yet.  

I think it's only fair to raise a glass of ginger ale and toast all the ladies and gentlemen whose efforts over all this time have brought this institution to life week after week (with a bit of a gap) and, ultimately, to within two years of a half-century, a celebration which is going to be something phenomenal, if the rumours I'm spreading have any basis in fact.  

Thanks gang and many happy returns to the BBC's greatest adventure.

Huzzah!

Above Top Secret...

Wednesday, 16 November 2011

One final note…


"Excellent..."
After a lot of discussion between the Me and the Him we’ve decided that we’ll retain the format of looking like a transcribed commentary.  Only one of us will be watching the recons, so the entries relating to those might look slightly more like essays.  But probably won’t.

There’ll be updates on Wednesdays and Sundays - barring disasters or Masterplans, War Games and Time Lord Trials.  The updates will be starting a week from today, on Wednesday 23rd November 2011, a date which might look like it has some sort of significance…