“All hail the big
talking bird!” says Tony Fyler.
In this
life, there are three kinds of people. There are people who haven’t heard of
Frobisher, there are people who love Frobisher - and then there are the wrong
people.
Frobisher,
for anyone who doesn’t know him, is a companion of the Sixth Doctor, but not
one you will have yet seen on screen (crime against sense though that may be).
Frobisher is extraordinary, having made his debut not on screen, not in audio,
not even, like Bernice Summerfield, in books, but in the comic strip in Doctor
Who Magazine. To date he’s the only companion of the Doctor’s to begin there
and transfer to at least one other medium (though not the only character to do
so – Big Finish has also now given voice to Beep the Meep). And Frobisher has
always inspired a glorious, a wonderful – and more than a little stone barking
mad – devotion in fans.
Frobisher
absolutely isn’t a penguin. He’s a shape-changing alien called a Whifferdill,
who, when the Doctor first met him, was living as a private eye. You’d be
amazed how good a private eye you can be when you can change your shape to
anything you want.
He…erm…wanted
to be a penguin.
Because
penguins are cool, why else?
The
original Frobisher stories brought a zany quality to the Doctor’s
two-dimensional life that had been lacking – he had a whole backstory, a cast
of characters from his own life (a wife, Francine, an arch-enemy, Josiah W
Dogbolter and so on), and he worked with the character of the Sixth Doctor, to
prove what fans all knew – given the right material, the right companion, the
Sixth Doctor could be the whole package.
Such was
the love that Frobisher in his penguin form inspired in fans that like all the
best ideas, he would never entirely die once his time in the comic strip was
over (he left during the first Seventh Doctor strip), and after much in the way
of joyfully incessant whining from penguin-fans, Big Finish delivered two full
Sixth Doctor and Frobisher audios, both written by, among much else, the man
who would first bring the Daleks to New Who, Rob Shearman. The second Frobisher
story in audio, The Maltese Penguin, is much more in keeping with the tone of
the comic strips, and was originally produced as a bonus release for
subscribers, but in terms of storytelling, The Holy Terror has it beaten
flippers down. The Holy Terror treats Frobisher as though he’s any other
companion, which is to say it treats him with as much respect as any of the
Doctor’s human or robot dog companions, and delivers him into a story which,
while deliciously silly on the surface, actually delves into many of humanity’s
darkest impulses.
When the
Tardis decides to go on strike unless the Doctor hands her command of their
destination, the black and white bird and the multi-coloured man find
themselves in a world of what sounds like absurd Shakespearean tragedy –
virtuous princes, deformed, plotting bastard brothers determined to take the
crown, spiteful childish queens and princesses, high priests whose fundamental
role in society it is to conspire against their god-kings with the regulation
deformed, plotting evil bastard brothers, and a court scribe who chronicles the
lives and deaths of all the characters around him – and isn’t above adding in a
good portent when the reality’s a little disappointing. When the new god-king
gets a chronic case of agnosticism and steps down at his own
coronation-cum-deification, telling everyone just to be nice to one another, he
is of course bound to be horribly tortured and murdered, because if there’s one
thing people really can’t abide it’s gods who don’t want to be gods - they do
interfere with the narrative so. Into this uncomfortable situation drops the
Tardis, the Doctor and Frobisher immediately hailed as messengers of the gods
(the alternative being summary execution). And so the pair find themselves
embroiled in intrigues – former goddesses who want to be tortured to death as
an anachronism, wives of current maybe-but-probably-not gods who want instead
to conspire with scheming brothers, who at least have the gumption to want the crown, and high priests afraid they won’t get the betrayal of
their own god-kings as right as their fathers did.
And then of
course, Frobisher himself becomes god.
He’s a
talking penguin, did we not mention that?
Shearman
uses the comedic elements of his script with a deftness of touch which has
always marked him out as a superb writer, and it’s to his credit that he keeps
the silliness spinning on the surface of the storyline, and for a few levels
beneath, while gradually – and the pace of this is crucial to its success –
unfolding the horrifying reality that lies beneath. It would be impressively spoilerific
to explain what it is that lies beneath, and rather than have a review do that,
you should simply go and download it yourself. Suffice it here to say that if a
story were just this silly, it would be enormous fun and nothing more. The
Holy Terror uses its silliness to mask impressive considerations on gods and
stories, on power and instinct, and on the darkest thoughts in the human mind.
When you think about its title, remember that it’s not The Holy Jolliness.
There is terror aplenty at the core of this story, but Shearman and what was at
the time an above-average Big Finish cast (the company has since made an
industry watchword of its capacity to get phenomenal casts together) never let
you guess at it until at least the later stages of Episode 3. By the end of the
story, while you’ve had a heck of a fun time with the Sixth Doctor and Frobisher
– “All hail the big talking bird!” surely has to be up there with “He’s not the
Messiah, he’s a very naughty boy!” in terms of satires on the idea that people
will follow and even worship anyone if you tell them to – you
haven’t been lightly served or patronized, you haven’t just had a fun time with
the Sixth Doctor and his penguin pal. You’ve been given what was at the time
and to some extent remains one of Big Finish’s strongest, most unnerving morals
of power, responsibility, crime and punishment, guilt and regret into the
bargain.
You’ve also
been on a quick romp through plenty of history and much of the BBC’s 1970s
historical drama output, with all the characters in the story borrowed from
actual historical figures appropriate to their station – Prince, and then
god-king Pepin, played by Stefan Atkinson, Roberta Taylor magnificently
dismissive as the ex-goddess Berengaria, the practically peerless Sam Kelly as
Eugene Tacitus the scribe, Peter Guinness as Childeric (for which read Richard
III, whom he even quotes line by line in one or two places), Dan Hogarth as
Guard Captain Sejanus (a name which anyone who’s seen I, Claudius will
recognize – just look for Patrick Stewart with hair) and so on. Again though,
Shearman manages to balance the absurdity of all these names plucked from
history with a dark, scary, logical reason for their being.
There are
plenty of reasons to dig out The Holy Terror from your Big Finish collection,
or if you don’t yet own it, for going to download it immediately, and we’ve mentioned
some of them here – the script is multi-faceted and beautifully balanced, the
cast are well-suited and treat the absurdities of their world with the
seriousness needed to sell it as real, and you end up with both a fun romp, a
satire on religion and power and storytelling, and a horrifying treatise on
crime and punishment, with Kelly, Guinness and Taylor in particular excelling
in their roles. But more, much more than this (as someone probably once said,
there’s Frobisher and the Sixth Doctor – Colin Baker treating the
penguin-shaped mesomorph like any other companion, and Robert Jezek nailing the
character and the voice to your imagination with a kind of slightly lightened
American gumshoe voice that made the audio Frobisher as beloved by fans of the
big talking bird as the comic strip version was – there was never much in the
way of grumbling that Jezek ‘wasn’t my Frobisher.’ Pretty much, if you loved
the cartoon version, Jezek gives you the Frobisher you’ve been waiting for.
Sadly, not
to say madly, only two Frobisher stories have yet been recorded, and are
apparently not that popular. The second Frobisher story, The Maltese Penguin,
may play a part in that because it is particularly keyed to the original
Frobisher character set, and you pretty much have to ‘get’ that sort of humour
for it to appeal to you. But more like The Holy Terror would sit proudly even
today in any Big Finish collection. Be a Friend of Frobisher, and get The Holy
Terror today.
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