Tony’s got his reading-specs on…which is odd,
given he’s listening to audiobooks.
Many of the initial Tenth
Doctor novels had a slightness to them, a re-running of familiar tropes and
concepts that allowed younger, newer fans to immerse themselves in the pleasure
of reading their Who, as well as watching it – a pleasure which older fans
absolutely used to stoke the fires of their fandom during the high days of the
Target novelisations.
By the time we get to
Volume 4 of the Tenth Doctor novels though, we’re into a different league. A
league which absolutely takes what was on the screen and extends it, deepens
it, complicates it, and gives us things and ways of thinking about some of our
favourite villains that for one reason or another had never made it on-screen.
Which is why, for
instance, there are eight novels in the first volume of Tenth Doctor tales, and
only three in Volume 4. What you lose on quantity, you gain in breadth and
depth and complexity and all-round enjoyment of the experience though, because
the three novels included in this collection are quality from start to finish.
You might just possibly
consider this spoilerific information, but all three involve the return of
previous TV villains (and all three were shown on their individual cover art) –
that the Autons are in Autonomy will surely surprise no one, and likewise, it
won’t take too long to identify the returning villains in The Krillitane Storm,
but here goes the possible spoiler: the Sontarans are stomping all over The
Taking of Chelsea 426. So what you get for your money here is 16 and a half
hours of returning-villain joy
In fact, here’s a bold
claim for you – The Taking Of Chelsea 426 might just possibly be the best
Sontaran story…ever. And that’s coming from someone who believes in the
practical perfection of The Time Warrior.
The Taking of Chelsea
426 is more than a
standard Sontaran story on many levels, only some of which it feels right to
tell you. Here you'll hear Sontarans being more than the usual warmongers you
know. In fact, the ways in which their action here differs from the usual
grunting, shouty Sontarans of Who-history leads to particular tensions which
culminate in an absolutely gripping scene. This is also specifically a
follow-up story to the televised Tenth Doctor Sontaran two-parter, The Sontaran
Stratagem/The Poison Sky. Set on a Saturnian colony, Chelsea 426, a flower show
(yes, really, the Chelsea Flower Show), brings dark doings, Especially
Suspicious Flowers, and, because David Llewellyn's an exceptional Doctor Who
writer, a conflict between conservative, insular colonists and the 'incomers'
who come to see the show. And then...then come the Sontarans, conducting an
almost Judoon-style police action. While the storyline itself can be seen as
linear, there's absolutely no ‘simple Sontaran plan, thwarted by the Doctor’
A-B journey here, it's a far more realistic, scrappy, back and forth power
struggle, with the colonists, the incomers, the Sontarans, the plants and the
enemy for whom the Sontarans have come searching each playing their parts in
the fate of Chelsea 426.
There's every chance this
will be among your favourite stories featuring the Sons of Sontar, and having
the whole thing read by General Staal actor Christopher Ryan means this will
give you a relevant story for the age of Trump and Brexit, plus the Sontarans
in one of the most actively, psychologically important stories in their
history.
Autonomy, by Daniel Blythe, takes the concept of
the Autons and the Nestene Consciousness as a kind of satire on commercialism
and writes it on a much, much bigger scale than it’s ever been written on
before. Hyperville, the ultimate entertainment/commerce complex takes the
Autons into brand new levels of territory, and expands the scale of the satire
inherent in them too, as it forces us to look at all the uses we have for
plastic, far above and beyond the archetypal show window dummies.
While it would be a shame
to spoiler all the new uses for plastic that are turned horrifying and deadly
in Blythe’s story suffice it to say there’s a very 21st century version of the
‘creepy chair of death’ from Terror of the Autons which is enough to give you
palpitations of trauma. There are theme park rides and ghost trains of
unparalleled believability and ghastliness. And there’s a particular Auton in
this story that stands almost like a dark parallel of the girl in the red coat
in Schindler’s List – you see it, it’s distinctive, and it runs through scenes,
bringing trouble, terror, chaos and death in its wake.
While the Pertwee Auton
stories each have claim to a particular kind of standout awesomeness, Daniel
Blythe gives them an outing which stretches them properly into the 21st
century, giving us just enough sci-fi to make the piece believable, but
anchoring it in social trends that are real enough right now to show us how we
get to Hyperville from here. And more than either of the original Auton stories
(or any on-screen uses of them since), he allows the Autons properly off their
leash, allowing them to be both as much of a front-and-centre sci-fi threat as
they should be, and as hard-hitting a warning to the way we build our societies
on disposable, plastic shallowness – including mass-produced pop and reality TV
(Ooh, now there’s an idea – The Nestene President?).
Read by Georgia Moffett
(now Tennant), the story has a great scale, seeming to really exist in four
dimensions – there’s lots of area to the action as well as height and depth –
and Georgia gets the right note of playfulness into her Tenth Doctor, while
delivering modernity and even youthspeak in some of the characters who add
threat and heroism to Autonomy. Her voice for villainy may not be as entirely
terrifying as you might want, but after all, the Autons work best by virtue of
what they are and what they do, rather than through the threats of those who
control them, so overall her freshness and energy sell the story believably,
well, and with a kind of tension in the later sections that makes you want to
find out what the hell can possibly happen next, all the way to a conclusion
that satisfies even the weariest Auton-fan.
And finally, The
Krillitane Storm takes the Doctor back to the England of Stephen and
Matilda for some additional fun with Krillitanes - the bat-like super-evolving
creatures first seen in School Reunion. This is a story that starts off as one
thing and - like the creatures at its heart - transforms into two other entirely
different types of thing altogether before it's done. Starting as medieval myth
and legend, it merges neatly into a turnabout story of the Krillitanes being
perhaps not the villains they were in School Reunion, but more sinned against
than sinning, and evolves from there into a better explanation of the
Krillitanes' fundamental nature than there was ever time for on-screen, what
with super chips and child geniuses and Sarah-Jane and K9 to fit in. And
finally it transmogrifies into a battle for the heart and soul and destiny of
the Krillitanes, a battle between what they've always been and what they might
possibly become. If you weren't entirely sold on the Krillitanes on TV (and I
wasn't - the ambitious CGI never quite cut it for me), they emerge from Christopher
Cooper's novel as a far more believable, rounded race, a race with unique gifts
but also unique challenges, poised forever on the knife-edge of being so unique
they should conquer everything that stands in their way, and that particular
KIND of unique that makes them worth enslaving.
Read by Will Thorp, who's
not perhaps an immediate choice as a mimic for the Tenth Doctor, this story
could well make some Krillitane converts, pitching its battle among medieval
yokels, men at arms and a particularly meddlesome monk (No, not that one). The
Krillitane Storm is more than strong enough, atmospheric enough and involved
enough to reward any listener prepared to give the Krillitanes another try, and
you’ll probably come away feeling like you know them better and understand them
better than you did before.
All told, The Tenth Doctor
Novels, Volume 4, is probably the best of the four collections, bringing new
depth and understanding to three compelling TV villains, and anchoring the
storytelling in the cheeky grin, the things that go ‘bing’ and above all the
confident swagger of the Tenth Doctor. Sixteen and a half hours is less than a
day. Take a day out of your life and go have three impeccable adventures with
the sharp-suited clever-specced Time Lord. It’s a good day to have.
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