THIRD
DOCTOR | THE MUTANTS
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"...I
loved it. For all its many, many failings, this drama |
dismisses with contempt the later Baker/JNT
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stories
with a knowing wink to the camera..." |
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STORY
PLOTLINE
The
Time Lords choose the Doctor for a special task - a mission so secret, that neither
the Doctor or his assistant Jo Grant know the true nature of their assignment
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Far in the future, the planet Solos is claiming independence from Earth’s
vast galactic empire. A huge space station - Skybase - orbits the planet, forming
a bridgehead for the empire’s control of Solos, and is commanded by the
Marshal, who is determined to retain his control over the planet at any cost.
Solos’s atmosphere is poisonous to humans in the daylight, and the Marshal
is behind secret experiments to change the planet’s atmosphere into one
more similar to that of Earth. But down on the planet, changes are happening
amongst the native population. A disease that causes mutation has appeared and
is spreading fast.
The Doctor finds himself in a race against time to save Jo’s life, to find
a solution to the mutants, to complete the Time Lords mission, and to thwart
the Marshal’s plans...
COMMENT Spoliers
ahead
Let’s
start with the heretical view that this is slow-moving (read: too long), badly
written (read: erratic plotting, lame dialogue, cardboard characters), and poorly
acted tosh with a political message (read: apartheid) grafted onto it's sci
fi-for-kids trappings. Because that is what it is but that makes no difference
if you love the show.
This is not a BIG FINISH WHO-Bible bashing audio tale, it’s the real deal,
and as such is is nothing less than an historical artifact. If you’re too
young to have seen pre-Baker WHO when it was originally broadcast, then you have
to see this, lame as it is.
I loved it.
For all its many, many failings, this drama dismisses with contempt the later
Tom Baker/JNT stories with a knowing wink to the camera, it has the courage to
stick to its guns: to trust its audience and respect the material.
The villain is played by Paul Whitsun-Jones, an odd cross between portly thesps-thesp,
Brian Blessed and Goon, Harry Secombe. PWJ is very much a JNT era actor, very
LOUD, very ARCH and very BROAD, playing to the Gallery. Add to that. the guy
who plays Cotton is so bad that he will put your teeth on edge.
But there are many, may reasons to love this piece of television history. The
score is excellent, mood noise more than anything and adds an unearthly hair-tingling
to the outing. Pertwee is on top form, lisp akimbo (”Rocketsth!”)
and his way with dialogue is extraordinarily much his own (“Would you
kindly explain that remark, sir?”). Indeed, in his cravat, smoking
jacket, bouffant ‘do’ and with a dolly bird on his arm, he is nothing
less than the Leslie Philips of Space/Time!
If all this
seems snide, then pardon me for sniggering. There are reasons to snigger! Watch
Varan try to scratch off the mutation on his arm and hand: he can’t because
then he would destroy the makeup! Why was this in shot? Also note how Whitsun-Jones’ Marshall
maps out the cave strategy, clearly thinking that his scrawl will not be in shot;
his marks are merely sweeping curves which make no sense.
The CSO is really dodgy at times. The Mutts look silly. What was Barry Letts
thinking, showing the hunchbacked insectoids in full studio lighting?
I would love
to see this on DVD with a cast commentary. What was all the fuss about, you may
say? And if you do, you’ve missed the point.
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CONTRIBUTOR |
SIMON CUNNINGTON |
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INFORMATION |
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VHS Released 17.02.2003

The Doctor and Sondergaard examine the ancient inscriptions.
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