Friday, May 3, 2024

Frontios [Doctor Who, Story 132]

 Frontios by Christopher H. Bidmead
26 January - 3 February 1984


I came into this marathon with a considerable wealth of facts and figures, plot synopses, crumbs of fan lore, and assorted trivia all stuffed in my head. I supercharged myself by reading and watching reviews and best-of compilations as a way of winding myself up for what I suspected would be a lengthy and difficult marathon. (Only the former ended up being true, and more than I could have guessed).

In the process I inevitably spoiled myself on dozens of twists, hidden villains, funny moments, and sundry other things, big and small. I knew full well what I was doing, but I couldn't really help myself! This has affected a couple of my reviews - The Rescue and The Invasion of Time come to mind as particularly noticeable cases - and it has tinged every story so far with expectations going in.

Terror of the Autons is a story about the Master and killer daffodils. The Power of the Daleks is the story Victory of the Daleks would lovingly rip off years later. The Two Doctors is about cannibals and Sontarans, and having Troughton and Frazer back. Frontios is...

Frontios is...?

Wait, hold on, what is this one about?

I've seriously never heard or read anything about it? I'm going in blind?!

Well. This is a special occasion now, isn't it? I couldn't pass up the chance to do something memorable with it. I took the opportunity to bring along my partner, Quinn, whom I've been showing the new series, but who's never seen Classic Who despite being interested. We both, for once, went in equally oblivious about the story.

They were probably pretty confused when the first thing I did upon starting the episode was moan about the poor hat rack, the longest-serving companion! I was properly attached to that thing! Just another example of the "out with the old, in with the new" trend in JNT's Doctor Who. It's only occurring to me just now that we haven't seen 5's hat in a hot minute; all part of JNT's dastardly plan, no doubt...

The hat rack still, funny enough, gets a fairly dedicated send-off as it's used by the Doctor and Turlough to intimidate the Frontios colonists, who think it's a weapon at first, before it's finally given to them as a parting gift at the end of the serial. Very funny stuff.

Although the colony itself isn't perhaps the most lovingly realized setting in the show's whole history, it is at least fine, and it's elevated somewhat by the guest characters, all of whom I thought were pretty memorable. Cockerill less so than the others perhaps, as it appears a lot of his more important scenes were cut for time, and Brazen's actor doesn't bring a whole lot of breadth to the role, but the fact I remembered their names offhand should still tell you enough. For my money, my favorite was Lesley Dunlop as Norna, who gets a great moment breaking out of her restraints with her own ingenuity, and is just kind of cool in general.

The Doctor shines in this, given some stellar dialogue by returning writer Christopher H. Bidmead. His acerbic wit is balanced well with his kindness and eagerness to help, and he seems to channel Troughton when tricking the Gravis later in the story. I've just read that Peter Davison thought this script was much better than most of the ones he was handed, and I can tell just from watching that he took much more of a shine to this one.

DOCTOR: Marvelous, you're going to kill me! What a finely tuned response to the situation.​


My favorite Tegan moment from this serial is when she's suspended in a gravity beam by the Tractators and the Doctor has to try and talk their way out of it. The death glare she sends at him when he starts talking about the various faults of his "service machine" absolutely sent me into a giggle fit.

Meanwhile in our redheaded friend's corner, Turlough gets a hell of a lot to do, including continuing to struggle with his inherent cowardice (here I'm thinking of the moment where he has Norna pick the hand with the chip in it and he rigs the game against himself) and his moments of literally mouth-frothing terror as his ancestral memories take over. It is interesting to finally get a bit of detail about his past, but I think it would have perhaps been more affecting if the Tractators were a personal trauma of his and not a "race memory".

Wasn't there a fourth member of the TARDIS team? Uh... Well, I can't feel too bad about forgetting. The other three don't so much as utter the name of any hypothetical fourth members out of worry when the TARDIS seemingly gets disintegrated in this episode. If they can't be bothered to care, why should I?

Rounding out my quick journey through the characters of this serial, we finally arrive at the Tractators, whose name is crap but whose concept is still pretty cool. Creepy psychic isopods sucking people underground? Very cool stuff. Their costumes bring them up a little short of actually scary, but overall I do like their look.

The plot about hollowing out a planet to drive it around through space is... familiar. It makes slightly more sense here than it did back in The Dalek Invasion of Earth, and while still rather silly on the whole, it can mostly be forgiven.

The story's deeper purpose seems to be to interrogate Brazen's assertion that, "You can't broadcast socially sensitive information unless you're in control of the facts." Revere keeps what he learns about the Tractators secret, only for it to come back and bite him, and then his people too after he's gone (or rather, takes up a new line of work). Range gathers information about the disappearances but keeps it secret because he fears a conspiracy, only for this to cause issues as well. The leaders of the colonists try and try to either bury the problem or work secretly to uncover it without telling anyone, and it uniformly turns out to be a bad idea. It's only when the truth is really unearthed that it has a hope of being resolved.

Quinn enjoyed the experience and was charmed by the dated effects, the soundtrack, and the story. I must say that there is nothing quite as gratifying as successfully getting one of the not-we into Who. "Good, good," I cackled, rubbing my hands together, and they rolled their eyes.

I must agree with their assessment, as this was quite the hidden gem for me. Though imperfect, its use of the regulars, the guest cast, and the way that the plot unfolds all make for a solidly enjoyable watching experience.

Resurrection of the Daleks is next.

(Modified from the original posted at Gallifrey Base on 3 May 2024.)

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