Doctor Who: The Evil of the Daleks (parts five, six, and seven)

My previous two posts feel a little harsher than I intended them. I wouldn’t say that “The Evil of the Daleks” is at all bad, but it is really slow and while certain discoveries or recreations from the Troughton years have more than exceeded expectations – such as “The Faceless Ones” and “The Enemy of the World” – this one is good, but it’s not the masterpiece that legend claims. Although, happily, this is among those very rare Who serials that gets better as it goes along. The first four parts are pretty good. The last three are very entertaining.

Our son mostly agrees with my thoughts on its pace, although he liked this far more than any of the other animations they have released recently. Part five ends with three newly-born Daleks, having received a “whatever, Dr. Science” injection of “the human factor,” curious and excited and rolling around like happy toddlers, and the kid just fell apart laughing. These carefree and fun Daleks continue to amuse throughout the story’s concluding parts, leading to my favorite bit in the whole shebang. One of the mean Daleks gets sick of this bunch having infected dozens of others into questioning authority and talking back. The mean Dalek exterminates one of a noisy pair. His friend slowly extends its sink plunger to sadly touch the dead shell, quietly disbelieving that his talkative buddy is gone.

I sometimes wonder about the pipe dream American Dalek TV series that Terry Nation had hoped would start production soon after this and get his merchandising money flowing again. Nation had hoped that some studio could land a deal with a network, and then sell a bigger-budgeted film series back to the UK, with a dashing hero or two trying to save the world of the future from a pending Dalek invasion, with treachery and danger at each new planet on the way back to Earth. Boomers have always had a lot of affection from even the shortest-lived American adventure series of the 1960s – Honey West or Land of the Giants or The Green Hornet – in part because even though most of these shows didn’t last long by the standards of the day, they were merchandised like crazy and made it to the full 26 episodes, whereas later generations would see their flash-in-the-pan flops over and done within a month or two, before word of mouth could get around.

I kind of see The Daleks! (or whatever it would have been called) as something like that, something that Irwin Allen fans or nostalgists who remember The Invaders fondly would have kept alive through tape trading until Nick at Nite or TV Land or meTV resurrected them. It’s good that “Evil” was not indeed “the final end” as it was intended, and everybody’s glad the Daleks returned five years later, but I’d still like to see what could’ve been.

Doctor Who: The Evil of the Daleks (parts three and four)

You know, the Daleks were just more interesting in the sixties, before power creep set in and they had to be all sneaky and crafty because they were not indestructible army-killing super-tanks yet. At this stage, they’re so easily disposed of that Jamie and a friend literally destroy one by slamming it into a fireplace really hard. And their body count is so low that a supporting character completely freaks out when one of them murders a criminal who’d wandered in to rob the place. That’s two men they’ve killed! Two!

As much as I’m enjoying the Daleks in this, and as much as I’d love to have episode three recovered so we could see Patrick Troughton and Frazer Hines have a really surprising shouting match, this story really is the most disappointing experience. They’re all a little slow and measured by contemporary standards, and use that pace to establish mood and atmosphere, but “Fury From the Deep” moved like lightning compared to this. They could have compacted these four half-hour episodes into two and it would still be walking slowly in place waiting for the story to get to Skaro.

Doctor Who: The Evil of the Daleks (parts one and two)

Say, wasn’t this in live action the last time we saw it?

As is the way of these things, there’s still a baffling gap between the British release of old Who and the domestic. New Who we get a couple of hours later. Archive stuff, we have to wait two or three months. It’s like it’s still 1985 or something. The newest animated reconstruction is for the mostly-missing “Evil of the Daleks,” and it came out last month in the UK and is due next month in America. We looked at the surviving episode in July, our son still giggles about the Dalek telling Victoria not to feed the flying pests, and honestly, this one moves like molasses. The animation on these rebuilds is continuing to improve and impress, but it feels like the writer, David Whitaker, was really struggling to fill this one out to its running time.

Its great reputation came from somewhere, however, so I’m sure this one’s going to get better. I like Patrick Troughton and Frazer Hines’ interaction, as always, and I like the little Easter eggs that suggest pretty much every band worth seeing in 1966 had played London recently enough for their posters and flybills to still be on the tops of the stacks glued to the walls. About the only thing I felt this really needed was a little bit when the Doctor and Jamie – who has not yet met the Daleks – are wondering who their unseen enemy is.

“You don’t think it’s the Chameleons again?” Jamie asks. What the Doctor should have replied was “Pfft! Those losers? Hardly.”

Doctor Who: The Evil of the Daleks (part two)

Earlier today, the BBC announced the forthcoming release of their next animated reconstruction of a lost serial. “The Evil of the Daleks” was first shown in 1967, and, unusually for British television in those days, it was actually shown again a year later as a summer repeat, but the corporation soon did what they often did and junked the films and wiped the tapes for reuse. A film print of episode two was returned in 1987.

To celebrate the news, I suggested to our son that we give the surviving episode a spin and he couldn’t have agreed faster. He did briefly muse that it was a shame that it wasn’t the first installment of the serial that was available, but I reminded him that the first episodes of Dalek serials typically don’t actually have Daleks in them until the cliffhanger, and he said “Oh, yeah…”

Anyway, he enjoyed it a lot, and concluded that he was glad it was part two that was available because of a short scene where a Dalek, menacing the companion-to-be Victoria, played by Deborah Watling, warns her: “Do not feed the flying pests!” He mused “One of the reasons I like the Daleks is the mix of pushiness and slight ignorance. They don’t know what birds are… and they don’t care!” Bigots are like that.

“The Evil of the Daleks” will be released in the UK in September.

Doctor Who: Fury From the Deep (parts five and six)

As much as I’d like to claim that I’ve spent the last three evenings completely lost in the fun of escapism and remade lost sixties TV, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about the future, because this release of “Fury” is attached to the real world in a specific way. I haven’t spoken much in the pages of this blog about the pandemic. We’re very, very fortunate to have good jobs and can work from home and are earning enough to pay off bills and set a little bit aside just in case the economy were to start taking a crash dive. Ordering DVDs from another country is a luxury.

I’m worried about what might start happening in the near future. Amazon UK’s international shipping prices went from “incredibly cheap” to “unbelievably exorbitant” overnight, and so I ended up ordering “Fury From the Deep” from Within two weeks of my package arriving, Base sent a follow-up email to North American customers announcing that they are no longer shipping outside of Europe. It feels like a harbinger of bad times coming.

Sorry to have a downer of an entry. We did enjoy the story very much, and I’m so pleased with the great work by the animation team. I hope that they’re able to release another classic serial in 2021, and maybe they’ll release it to a happier world. Fingers crossed!

Doctor Who: Fury From the Deep (parts three and four)

They did a really good job in this serial foreshadowing Victoria’s decision to leave at the end of it. Perhaps Peter Bryant, who had taken over as producer, looked back at what a raw deal Michael Craze and Anneke Wills were given when his predecessors wrote out Ben and Polly at the end of “The Faceless Ones” and decided that they needed to do better. So Victoria gets plenty of opportunities to express that she is very tired of this life and sick of being terrified by monsters everywhere they go. The Doctor and Jamie are not entirely empathetic to her position on this. They’re having too much fun.

We switched to the black and white presentations of parts three and four in the new set, and our son quasi-complained that it just made it even more frightening. It really is something else; he went behind the sofa for the eerie cliffhanger to part three, and spent most of the following half hour behind it. It’s a shame that any television is lost – it should all be available for people who wish to enjoy it – but I wonder whether the loss of part four isn’t one of the greatest losses in all of Doctor Who. The audio and the animation is darker and creepier than our son was ready for, and incredibly effective. The recovery of most of “The Web of Fear” proved that Who was on fire that season telling scary, effective stories about monsters in dark tunnels with incredibly good visuals. I wish very badly that this episode still existed to see how it compares. If I could pick which of the 97 that are still lost could come back next, I think it would have to be this one.

There are some small flaws with the original production, like Robson being obnoxiously obstinate and unreasonable even before the seaweed gets him, but overall I’m incredibly pleased with this. I know how it ends – even if I have forgotten everything about Victor Pemberton’s novelization of the story for Target Books, I remember how they save the day – but I’m really looking forward to seeing it tomorrow night.

Doctor Who: Fury From the Deep (parts one and two)

For the latest animated recreation of a lost Doctor Who serial, we’re back in time to March 1968 and the six-part “Fury From the Deep.” It has a reputation as one of the creepiest and most frightening Who installments, and it delivers. This is just completely terrific. It’s set in the far-flung future of 1975, where residential huts on industrial complexes have great big videophones in the back wall between the kitchen and the sliding doors*, and where some strange and ghastly thing is crawling around in the pipes. Worse, there are very, very eerie men who wander around the complex with seaweed up their sleeves who exhale toxic gas.

The BBC, in their dimwit way, destroyed the serial after its expected sales potential had expired, with the only surviving bits some clips that an overzealous censor in Australia snipped out and sent to a government archive to show they’d done their job. How frightening was the bit they cut? Well, the animated version of the eerie men – Mr. Oak and Mr. Quill – belching gas at Maggie Harris had our son hiding behind the sofa, as indeed it should. I then showed him the original clip, included on this splendid new release, and he said “I don’t get what’s so scary about that.” Kid can find a lotta bravado in just twenty minutes.

I’m about 99% completely thrilled with the animation. Because we’re human and we quibble, I could grumble that many of the characters seem to have really long arms, and they often don’t do a good job filling the frame with the characters, and the guy who was played by John Abineri really doesn’t look like John Abineri. But that’s okay; the character’s meant to be Dutch and Abineri’s accent wasn’t very convincing in the first place anyway. Considering the budget limitations these have, I’m very pleased.

The animators also threw in their now-customary Easter eggs, including a wanted poster for Roger Delgado’s Master in the background of a scene. I made the mistake of pointing it out, prompting the kid to bellow “Why would a private industrial plant have wanted posters in it?” I paused and pointed out that it would probably make sense for any place in Britain in the 1970s to stick “have you seen this man” posters up, what with all the aircraft hangars and nuclear power plants and small village churches the Master had been blowing up. When I spotted a very familiar date as an Easter egg on some blueprints a little later, I kept my mouth shut. The eggs are cute as anything, but they will take a nine year-old viewer completely out of the experience…

Doctor Who: The Web of Fear (part six)

He wavered a bit in the beginning, but overall our son really enjoyed this story. Although when I reminded him about his confusion the other night about blowing up the tunnels, he still wasn’t sure about things. “They don’t need to blow up the tunnels anymore because they stopped the Yeti?”

This episode starts with a lot of growling, roaring Yeti action in the tunnels, and he was under his blanket (not his security blanket, the other one) so much that he got mad static in his hair and it’s all puffed out like Thomas Dolby. He was mistaken about the traitor – it’s actually Staff Sergeant Arnold, or more accurately his reanimated corpse, who has been the Intelligence’s eyes and hands. I’d have guessed Harold Chorley myself. He shows up again for a few minutes this week.

Having watched “The Enemy of the World” and “The Web of Fear” a couple of times since their discovery and return, I’m not sure which I enjoy more. With our son, it’s no contest – he likes the Yeti even more than the Cybermen – but I think “Enemy” is the better story and “Web” the one with better direction. Everybody has their fingers crossed that the good fellows at TIEA will find a few more missing treasures very soon.

Six of the many missing episodes that would be nice to see back are the six parts of “Fury From the Deep,” the next serial in the series, which is entirely lost, save some clips and photos. Since “Deep” was the final story for Deborah Watling’s character of Victoria Waterfield, tonight was the last we’d see of the character. Watling didn’t go on to a star career; among other appearances, she had a small role in the David Essex/Ringo Starr film That’ll Be the Day in 1973, and had a recurring part in Danger UXB in 1979. Watling is much beloved by fans for her… let’s say unique line readings in various Doctor Who documentaries, fan projects, and charity specials (“Hong… KONG!” and “Who was that TERRIBLE WOMAN?!” for starters), and it’s a shame that she wasn’t given a better character in Who than the terrified, screaming orphan dashing from one horror to another.

We’ll pick back up with season six of Doctor Who in February, but we’ve got plenty of TV episodes and movies to look at before then. As always, thanks for reading!

Doctor Who: The Web of Fear (part five)

After the heights of the previous episode, this one can’t help but be a bit of a comedown. Our son was very frightened when the Yeti and Travers, controlled by the Great Intelligence, take Victoria as a hostage. We also had to pause and explain what a hostage is. He really seemed to enjoy this episode, and told us that he likes the Yeti more than he likes the Cybermen, but his favorite part was the finale, when the Intelligence’s weird fungus-web stuff comes crashing through the wall of their headquarters.

There’s a neat little bit of completely unintentional foreshadowing about where this show would go years down the line. The Great Intelligence becomes the first villain other than the Daleks to identify the Doctor as a time traveler and has been observing him throughout time. You can imagine, knowing the show from the present day, that the Intelligence, thwarted in Tibet in 1935, watched Earth as the seventh Doctor showed up in 1944 to fight Fenric and the tenth showed up in 1953 to fight the Wire, and so on. Of course, 44 years after this story was broadcast, they’d reveal that the Intelligence first met a much later Doctor in 1892, so when the second Doctor first met the villain in Tibet, the villain already knew who he was. I love that.

Now that we know that Travers is not the behind-the-scenes baddie, there’s also a great little scene where Evans forces suspicion right at Lethbridge-Stewart as the traitor in the story. There are still two other suspects besides these two: Chorley, who’s actually been missing from the narrative for two weeks, and Staff Sergeant Arnold, who survived the web in the previous episode and returns, injured, in this installment. Our son has fingered Lethbridge-Stewart as the villain. We’ll see what happens tomorrow night, but first, we’ve got another movie to watch…

Doctor Who: The Web of Fear (parts three and four)

Part three of this story is still missing; the DVD contains a reconstruction using the audio and a large selection of photos. It’s as good as can be expected for a filmstrip, but it certainly was a slog. It’s a shame that it’s still gone; it introduces Nicholas Courtney as Colonel Lethbridge-Stewart. But he’s not introduced as a beloved supporting character of the future, but as one of the main suspects in the mystery of who in the base is in league with the Great Intelligence and dropping Yeti homing beacons in everybody’s pockets.

We paused several times in part three to help our son through it, taking care to explain what a homing beacon is. A few minutes into part four, he said “Pause it. Hey. What’s a homing beacon?” He also didn’t understand why the Yeti keep stopping the heroes from blowing up the tunnels. We explained that we didn’t actually know that ourselves yet. He ran this information around his head for a second and said “So they don’t know what the Yeti are doing or why the Yeti want to stop them blowing up the tunnels. What we do know is if they can stop the Yeti, then they can blow up the tunnels!” That’s true, but I think adding the additional fact that stopping the Yeti will mean they won’t have to blow them up might just confuse him.

Part four contains one of the all-time greatest action scenes in the entire series. Lethbridge-Stewart takes it on himself to retrieve the Doctor’s TARDIS from Covent Garden Station and goes above ground with several soldiers, and a freaking mob of Yeti descends on them. Years ago, some snippets from this sequence were returned to the BBC. New Zealand’s TV station had censored the scene, labeling it too violent and frightening, and trimmed the episode, leaving the cuttings behind in their own archive after they returned the film print to the UK, where it was later junked. These censor clips were returned in 2002 and included in a DVD release called Lost in Time. My eyes popped about out of my skull when I saw those too-short sequences.

In 2013, when this story was recovered, restored, and released, I made like Fry from Futurama, shouted “shut up and take my money,” and downloaded it immediately. I watched the second half of part four with my jaw on the floor. I don’t know that there’s a better action sequence in the whole of classic Who. As if all of his other amazing work for the series that we could rewatch didn’t cement Douglas Camfield as the program’s most popular and beloved director.

And does it work for kids, as Lethbridge-Stewart’s soldiers are tracked down and mercilessly, brutally killed by the Yeti? Ours was transfixed. This is really powerful. The last guy with the colonel is dragged away, the Yeti grabbing him by the ankle and tugging him like a rag doll. He was under his blanket, eyes wide with surprise and shock.

Our son revised last night’s mixed opinion. Was this exciting? “YES!” he shouted. He also thinks that Professor Travers is the mystery turncoat. He does turn up again in the end, seemingly controlling the monsters, with a very strange expression on his face. Hmmmm…