Tuesday, March 23, 2021

Inauguration - Of Davros and Drashigs

Hello again everyone! This post marks the start of "Part Two" of my all-Doctor Who marathon, the 1970s. I'm very excited for this particular segment of the marathon, since the 1970s are sort of a void for me where Who is concerned. I've seen almost no Pertwee and very little Tom, and only really know of their stories by reputation. I'm blessed (or cursed?) to have 12 whole seasons to go through for the second thread, starting with the fascinating Season Seven.

As is tradition, I'll be interspersing the televised seasons with "extended universe" materials such as books, audio plays, comics, and of course my ongoing "Cities Made of Song" segments featuring contemporary music. I'm open to suggestions for these materials, should they fit into this era chronologically, so feel free to speak up.

With the introduction out of the way, I will be kicking off with Spearhead from Space. Thanks!

(Modified from the original posted at Gallifrey Base on 21 March 2021.)

Monday, March 22, 2021

Monochrome Malarkey Roundup

And so, that concludes our trek through the black-and-white period of the show. When I started this part of our adventure in the fall of 2017, I had no notion that I'd only be wrapping up in the first days of spring 2021. There were many diversions along the way, but I'm glad I stayed dedicated to the idea of finishing.

The Sixties are probably the hardest part of Doctor Who to watch for modern marathoners like me. The missing episodes are a definite hurdle, as is the sheer volume of episodes generally. Despite only accounting for less than a quarter of the Classic series' seasons, this thread represented more than a third of the show's episodes individually. Once I adapted a little to the different ways of telling televised stories from this decade, though, I found it an incredibly awarding experience, and I'll wear my "I watched all the recons" badge with considerable pride.

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Here are my rankings of all serials to air during this era, from 1 to a conveniently even 50. Once again I'll note that some would have changed. The Space Museum is one I would have been nicer to, and The Chase would have ascended to the 6 - 7 range, and The Daleks to the 8 - 9 range. But no shuffling here. I can always clean house another day.

  1. The Mind Robber - 10.00
  2. The Aztecs - 10.00
  3. The Myth Makers - 9.75
  4. The Power of the Daleks - 9.50
  5. The Invasion - 9.50
  6. The Time Meddler - 9.50
  7. The Enemy of the World - 9.33
  8. The War Games - 9.00
  9. The War Machines - 9.00
  10. Marco Polo - 9.00
  11. An Unearthly Child - 9.00
  12. The Dalek Invasion of Earth - 8.83
  13. The Savages - 8.75
  14. The Macra Terror - 8.75
  15. The Massacre - 8.75
  16. The Evil of the Daleks - 8.71
  17. The Web of Fear - 8.50
  18. The Edge of Destruction - 8.50
  19. Fury from the Deep - 8.17
  20. The Daleks' Master Plan - 8.08
  21. The Rescue - 8.00
  22. The Romans - 8.00
  23. The Tomb of the Cybermen - 8.00
  24. Mission to the Unknown - 8.00
  25. The Moonbase - 8.00
  26. The Tenth Planet - 7.75
  27. The Seeds of Death - 7.67
  28. Planet of Giants - 7.67
  29. The Crusade - 7.50
  30. The Daleks - 7.14
  31. The Underwater Menace - 7.00
  32. The Gunfighters - 7.00
  33. The Ice Warriors - 6.83
  34. The Highlanders - 6.50
  35. The Faceless Ones - 6.33
  36. Galaxy 4 - 6.25
  37. The Web Planet - 6.17
  38. The Keys of Marinus - 6.17
  39. The Sensorites - 6.17
  40. The Chase - 6.00
  41. The Ark - 6.00
  42. The Reign of Terror - 5.83
  43. The Abominable Snowmen - 5.83
  44. The Smugglers - 5.75
  45. The Space Pirates - 5.33
  46. The Krotons - 5.25
  47. The Wheel in Space - 4.83
  48. The Dominators - 4.80
  49. The Celestial Toymaker - 4.25
  50. The Space Museum - 3.75

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Additionally, I'd like to rank the seasons I've watched through so far. Here's where they stand:

  1. Season Two​
  2. Season One​
  3. Season Four​
  4. Season Three​
  5. Season Six​
  6. Season Five​

But irrespective of any rankings, each and every one of these seasons ranged from very good to fabulous. It's been a great time.

See you soon for the 1970s!

(Modified from the original posted at Gallifrey Base on 20 March 2021.)

A Word on Patrick Troughton

 A Word on Patrick Troughton​

There has been a very real sense over the past three seasons of history being made. That's been a theme through this whole thread, obviously, but these seasons in particular have accelerated the change of that funny little show that Sydney and Verity cooked up into something that seems much more like the Doctor Who that I recognize. Such a rapid transmogrification can't have taken place without a convincing lead actor, and Patrick Troughton has been all that and more.

It's not for nothing that Troughton has been cited as the primary inspiration for no less than three of the later actors who played the Doctor. Although I believe that Hartnell's role in establishing the character is often understated, there is no denying that a lot of the traits we now recognize as belonging to the Doctor were first pioneered by this version of the character. He's self-effacing, funny, unpredictable, a little bit frightened, but undoubtedly brave. It's a very different spin on what is clearly still the same character. But I'd say, the same character, now refined.

Troughton was a natural comic actor, a real craftsman, honestly. His little expressions and gestures go such a long way toward characterizing his Doctor, and I can't remember a single moment where he didn't pitch his voice correctly. Despite being a relatively small man, he fills every shot he's in with that understated, but still enthralling, personality.

His is a Doctor with a strong moral imperative: confounding the forces of evil in the universe. Hartnell's Doctor was hardly a moral coward, at least by the end, but it seems that this second incarnation felt it should be made explicit. What ensues is a fascinating volte-face in the ethos of the show; rather than adventuring for its own sake, it's almost like a crusade for the forces of right in a universe crawling with baddies. This does take a turn into ethically shaky territory more than once. There are very few stories of this era where the aliens are not presented as monsters to be ruthlessly dispatched. It's a definite shortcoming, but one I am generally prepared to forgive thanks to the era's overall strengths.

For all that this period of the show's history suffers from a glut of missing episodes, we're lucky to have a mostly intact season from the end of this Doctor's run, allowing us to see without interruption this most mercurial of Time Lords at his best. It really has been one hell of a ride.

I won't get too deep into memorializing the late Troughton. After all, whereas Hartnell is gone from the series but for one brief guest appearance, Troughton will be back again, and again... and again. He really was a wonderful ambassador for the series, and his affection for it is revealed by his willingness to go on being a part of it even when his tenure was done.

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I have decided that from now on, I'll be saving the era story rankings for the end of each thread. So lucky me, that's going to be the next post after this one. Instead, I'll be showing you guys my updated rankings for my top ten companions. There's been some shuffling around!

  1. Barbara Wright
  2. Jamie McCrimmon
  3. Steven Taylor
  4. Vicki Pallister
  5. Ian Chesterton
  6. Zoe Heriot
  7. Polly Wright
  8. Victoria Waterfield
  9. Susan Foreman
  10. Ben Jackson

I never really came to love Ben and Polly in the same way as the others on the list, but they were very good, especially as a set. They kept the Second Doctor grounded, in a way that I don't think could have lasted for long in this era, but their short time on the show was still a pleasing one. Victoria, likable and charmingly acted, but generally under-written, just about comes in below Polly. As much as I did enjoy her as a part of the TARDIS crew at large, she was never quite given a chance to excel. Zoe lands at the middle of the pack. I did like her a lot, but as I mentioned before, she often felt like an outsider to the existing dynamic. It was nice having a companion just as clever as the Doctor for a little while, though. Finally, dear Jamie easily cruises into second place. The sensible, dependable, all around lovely Scot left a strong impression on me during his three seasons in the TARDIS, making himself inseparable from this era at large.

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Here are five of my favorite moments from Patrick Troughton's tenure as Doctor Who:

Polly, Ben, come in and meet the Daleks. (The Power of the Daleks)

Just one small question. Why do you want to blow up the world? (The Underwater Menace)

[The Doctor comforts a melancholic Victoria.] (The Tomb of the Cybermen)

Your leader will be angry if you kill me! I'm a genius. (The Seeds of Death)

[The Doctor bids a final farewell to Jamie and Zoe.] (The War Games)

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​And so ends another remarkable episode in the history of TV's Doctor Who. Patrick Troughton is absolutely one of the best, and for all that his era struggled in viewership numbers, only to endure a murky afterlife full of reconstructions, it's absolutely indispensable to the sort of show that Doctor Who was destined to become.

"So remember, our lives are different to anybody else's. That's the exciting thing. There's nobody in the universe can do what we're doing."

(Modified from the original posted at Gallifrey Base on 20 March 2021.)

Cities Made of Song, 1969

Cities Made of Song, 1969 - Space Oddity by David Bowie

The 1960s were an extraordinary decade for music. What opened with a cultural world still in the early days of rock 'n' roll blossomed over a very few short years into a world of popular music that was more stylistically diverse than ever. Jazz became more avant-garde, searching for new avenues in a realm increasingly dominated by rock. Country flourished under the aegis of artists like Johnny Cash. And rock, of course, developed into numerous different styles. The seeds of punk rock were sewn by the early "garage rock" acts, while the emerging counterculture pushed the overall trend of the genre into psychedelia, progressive rock, and heavy metal.

It's easy to tie this into the general tumult of the Sixties, the social movements and everything else. Don McLean memorably called this "a generation lost in space", which is fitting in more ways than one. After all, the Summer of Love ended, and in many places, the counterculture movement of this decade dispersed, or at least fell out of prominence, leaving many former hippies adrift. Or he might have just meant the drugs. Hard to say. It's also fitting in a more literal sense, because this was the time of the Space Race.

I haven't mentioned it as much as I might have intended to, going through the Troughton era, but it's safe to say that everyone was a little bit Moon-mad from 1966-1969. We visit the lunar surface twice during this period of the show, and aside from those visits see or hear of rocket ships being operated many more times. Here I think of the eponymous pirates spacewalking in The Space Pirates. Doctor Who, I'm sure, was far from the only TV show doing this at the time. It was the sort of zeitgeist that I, a Millennial baby, can't quite imagine. Maybe the early part of the Internet boom would have been comparable, when "cyberspace" featured heavily as either a MacGuffin or an existential threat, in both contemporary fiction and science fiction of the 1990s.

We'll be rounding out this thread's musical posts with a look at an artist who very cleverly seized upon this zeitgeist, and in so doing launched a remarkable career. "Space Oddity" was obviously not Bowie's first single, but it was undoubtedly the one that saw his star rising. It's absolutely draped in that Space Age atmosphere, recounting astronaut Major Tom's ascent into the heavens, and then descent into stupor. The astronaut, beloved by the press and people, but perhaps not understood by them, finds himself dwarfed by the cosmos surrounding him and untethers himself from the capsule, drifting away. Not exactly the most romantic depiction of spaceflight in this epoch!

Just the way that the lush strings and mellotron of the middle sections of this song, evoking the grandeur of space, melt away into uncertain and almost atonal instrumentals at the very end, drenches this song in an atmosphere of anxiety and uncertainty. But why choose such a dark spin on this subject when the optimism for the first Moon landing was still in full swing? I think it's fitting to emphasize that the space race was only a backdrop and an aesthetic for this song. It's really about alienation, isolation, and loneliness.

Just thinking about being where Major Tom is, farther away from another person than anyone has ever been, is enough to give me chills. The adulation of fans on Earth doesn't mean anything to him when he's drifting alone in space. If I didn't know better, I'd think it was written later in Bowie's career, once he became really famous, because this sounds like the sort of metaphor that would be used by someone jaded by their own success.

There's really only so many ways to say it's an exceptional track. It captures the spirit of the decade we've just seen come and go in a very thought-provoking way, but also suggests the type of trends we'd continue to see in rock in the Seventies. If you haven't heard it in a while, give it another go.

(Modified from the original posted at Gallifrey Base on 20 March 2021.)

Doctor Who, Season Six

 

The third and final leg of my run through Troughton's era was certainly an interesting one. This is a real rollercoaster of a season, with three of the best stories the show has ever made, three total duds, and one story that's middle-of-the-road good. This has made it a little difficult to judge the season as a whole. There are a number of things which have mitigated those poor episodes, though. For one thing, I don't think I've seen a TARDIS team that's so comfortable together since Ian and Barbara left. The Troughton-Frazer-Wendy trifecta is familiar, warm, and always entertaining to watch, even in episodes that are otherwise dull.

We said goodbye to Jamie at the end of this season, after what feels like a very long time. And it is! Three seasons is far and away the longest tenure any companion has had, and he's come to define this era almost as much as the Second Doctor has. Zoe unfortunately feels like a bit of an outsider now and then to the strong friendship between the Doctor and Jamie, but mostly only towards the beginning of the season. I'll really miss this dynamic.

We had a somewhat worrying start with The Dominators, a story plagued by strife between the writers and the production team. It shows, unfortunately, but despite undoubtedly being a weak story, it's not exactly boring. In fact, boring is pretty much the last descriptor I'd use for this thing... Just make sure to enjoy it while sloshed, it'll improve the experience.

There was whiplash when The Mind Robber came along. I didn't exactly dampen my praise with this one. It's strange, whimsical, sometimes a bit scary, but all around brilliant. Almost certainly one of the very best the show has ever done.

Things stayed extremely strong with The Invasion, despite the vast tonal and writing differences between it and the previous serial. I felt like this was the best proof of concept for the upcoming UNIT era that we could have asked for. As far as an expression of confidence in the new format goes, it was convincing!

The Krotons obviously failed to impress me to the same degree, or at all really. I was bemused that such a mediocre outing could have been the first contribution of Robert Holmes, but everyone has to start somewhere. There were some fun moments, as well as a nice performance from Philip Madoc that I forgot to mention.

We revisited the Ice Warriors in The Seeds of Death. I thought that this was a big improvement on Brian Hayles' previous scripts, and was further elevated by some excellent guest performers and those neat scenes of the T-Mat compound getting attacked by Ice Warriors. All around, a fairly solid one.

Our last missing episodes came and went with The Space Pirates, a story so bizarrely devoid of incident (and acting) that it almost anesthetized me completely. It wasn't all bad, but certainly isn't going into my regular rewatch rotation.

Last but certainly not least, the dark epic of The War Games gave this era a salute (with guns) to see it off. Check the last post for some more prosaic commentary!

Here's the score breakdown:​

The Dominators - 4.80
Episode One - 6.00
Episode Two - 5.00
Episode Three - 4.00
Episode Four - 4.00
Episode Five - 5.00

The Mind Robber - 10.00
Episode One - 10.00
Episode Two - 10.00
Episode Three - 10.00
Episode Four - 10.00
Episode Five - 10.00

The Invasion - 9.50
Episode One - 10.00
Episode Two - 10.00
Episode Three - 10.00
Episode Four - 9.00
Episode Five - 9.00
Episode Six - 10.00
Episode Seven - 8.00
Episode Eight - 10.00

The Krotons - 5.25
Episode One - 6.00
Episode Two - 5.00
Episode Three - 5.00
Episode Four - 5.00

The Seeds of Death - 7.67
Episode One - 8.00
Episode Two - 7.00
Episode Three - 7.00
Episode Four - 7.00
Episode Five - 8.00
Episode Six - 9.00

The Space Pirates - 5.33
Episode One - 5.00
Episode Two - 6.00
Episode Three - 5.00
Episode Four - 6.00
Episode Five - 6.00
Episode Six - 4.00

The War Games - 9.00
Episode One - 9.00
Episode Two - 10.00
Episode Three - 9.00
Episode Four - 9.00
Episode Five - 9.00
Episode Six - 8.00
Episode Seven - 8.00
Episode Eight - 8.00
Episode Nine - 10.00
Episode Ten - 10.00

Best episode: The Mind Robber, Episode One - 10.00
Runner-up: The War Games, Episode Ten - 10.00
Worst episode: The Dominators, Episode Three - 4.00

Season Six average: 7.70

Best guest performance: Philip Madoc as the War Lord (The War Games) but honorable mentions go to Kevin Stoney in The Invasion.
Best special effect: The TARDIS falling to pieces (The Mind Robber)
Best musical score: The Invasion (Don Harper)

It's not going to be a very long time before our next season wrap-up post, is it? But just the same, this is the last that is going to be put in this thread. Our 1969 music post and our overall Troughton wrap-up will be coming up first.

(Modified from the original posted at Gallifrey Base on 19 March 2021.)

The War Games [Doctor Who, Story 50]

The War Games by Terrance Dicks & Malcolm Hulke
19 April - 21 June 1969

"And now, the end is near
And so I face the final curtain
My friend, I'll say it clear
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain
I've lived a life that's full
I traveled each and every highway
And more, much more than this, I did it my way."

What an extraordinary way to conclude a decade. I don't think I've ever been quite this intimidated going into a Doctor Who story before. Ten farking episodes! At least there was a break in the middle of The Daleks' Master Plan. And it's all incredibly heavy stuff, as well. No feasts of Steven here. Where to even start? Maybe with a summary of the tone of the whole serial. The War Games is one big meditation on inevitability, the futility of war, and even death.

The clue is sort of in the name here. That and the writers' credits. I think Mac Hulke had to restrain himself a little bit, but the story comes close to saying the quiet part out loud in the scene where Smythe and von Weich, in their guises as a British and a German officer respectively, chuckle over a board as they merrily discuss sending their men to die against one another. Forget aliens, generals and chiefs of staff and things like that are the real War Lords. Although this message gets lost in the crush of episodes (and some strange characters like Villar), there's something wonderfully radical about the Doctor helping to muster a resistance movement made out of common soldiers of all nationalities.

Although it's anti-war, it's also not a pacifist story. This is evidenced by the trail of bodies that the resistance leave behind them. It's probably one of the most violent stories we've seen so far. I don't mind the dead War Lords so much; they more or less had it coming. But I still winced a little watching Carstairs gun down one Yankee soldier after another, knowing that they were all just being manipulated. They're just casualties of the War Lords' cruelty, and I don't think that the story quite sticks the landing on making that out like the tragedy it is.

And speaking of tragedy, for all the Doctor's efforts, the best he can really do for them is send them back to their own times and wars, and the games played by their own politicians rather than those of aliens. Very many of those people he rescued, I assume, would die after they returned anyway. It's a very grim realization, but fitting in that the Doctor's "triumph" in this story doesn't feel very much like one at all, doubly so from his perspective.

He doesn't know the half of it, because this is where, for a time, the Doctor's peregrinations must end. Having finally gotten himself into a predicament which he cannot possibly fix himself, he's forced to call upon his own people, here named for the first time as the Time Lords. When last we met another member of the Doctor's race, it was the Monk, a bumbling meddler whom the Doctor bested with naught more than a chuckle. This time's iteration on the theme, the War Chief (a character similar to the Master in many ways, but with a low cunning rather than the Master's sophisticated intelligence), is easily manipulated by the Doctor and killed by nameless security guards before the serial is done.

Then the full attention of the Time Lords at large is brought upon the occasion, and they dispatch the War Lords with almost pathetic ease. Even the eponymous War Lord (played to coldblooded perfection by the always good Philip Madoc), who seems so in control of the situation for most of the serial, is reacted to like a toddler having a tantrum by the assembled Time Lords. The way he dies shouting in fury, completely losing control of his fate, seems like a fitting end. And then they turn their attention on the Doctor. For once, there's no getting out of this fix. The Doctor is finished.

That brings us to the theme of death. Let's not get it twisted. They don't just exile the Doctor; they kill him. They disable his TARDIS, mind wipe his friends (in a manner scarcely kinder than the War Lords' processing), and destroy his current body, forcing him to change. More metaphorically, they cage him, restraining him to a single planet and a single century, decisively ending (for a time) the wandering that has characterized him since the beginning.

To boot, this is quite possibly the last time we can ask Doctor Who? with complete earnestness. We know what he is: a Time Lord. We know where he comes from: a planet of tatty sets full of self-important people who call themselves Lords. We even have one possible explanation for why he ran away: he was bored. Considering the ambiguous circumstances in which he started, this is an alarming turn of events indeed! But how much of it is true? How limiting for the character will it actually prove to be? Time will tell; it always does.

For now, though, we must say goodbye to the voyager, the eternal wanderer, the hermit without a name, a home, or a people. That hermit will return to us in time, but for now, the program must renew itself. The 1960s will end, the first humans will walk on the Moon, the Beatles will break up, and Doctor Who will die.

Long live Doctor Who.

"For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught
To say the things he truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels
The record shows
I took the blows
And did it my way."

(Modified from the original posted at Gallifrey Base on 19 March 2021.)

Daughter of the Gods [Doctor Who, Diversion 16]

Daughter of the Gods by David K. Barnes
13 November 2019

Here's something that I put in my queue long after the marathon actually began. It was released two full years after the start of this whole project. I never imagined it would take quite this long to get here! It's an interesting feeling listening to and reviewing something so very new among all these very old stories, but this is all by the by.

I'd be remiss by not mentioning that this is a multi-Doctor story, with (as is usual) Frazer Hines standing in for the Second Doctor, and Peter Purves for the First. The commentary at the end of Daughter of the Gods makes mention of the fact that these things are often done in observance of anniversaries, and Nick Briggs almost playfully says that they'd conceived this story as a sort of "5 year" anniversary, which could have aired in 1968. Of course, this could never have happened, for many reasons...

Needless to say, William Hartnell would not have returned, but more importantly, Doctor Who was not yet in the habit of memorializing its own past. For all that The Daleks' Master Plan was only a couple of years in the past, it might as well have never happened for all that the show brings up the previous era. It's an admirable quality, in a way, a sort of "carry on and tell new stories" mentality that has kept it fresh. But it does mean that nobody at the time would have remembered, or necessarily cared, about poor Katarina.

Despite the fact that most of the relevant episodes are missing, it's ironic in a way that we today in the 2020s are far more likely to know and even care about the orphaned characters of yesteryear. Because, let's make no mistake, this is not a story about the First and Second Doctors; it's absolutely about Katarina. After the two TARDISes cross paths in the Time Vortex, both timeships are brought down on the planet Urbinia (named in the time-honored Terry Nation tradition, of course) at slightly different points in time. Once they've all caught up, the Second Doctor discovers to his horror that by arriving on Urbinia instead of Kembel, the First Doctor, Steven, and Katarina have created another timeline where the Daleks' plan to make the Time Destructor was never thwarted.

This is a fascinating conceit, and it leads to the brilliant moment in Atrias's office where the effects of the Time Destructor are witnessed in the last transmission of Urbinia's sister planet. I confess that, until that moment, I'd blanked on the fact that there are Daleks on the flippin' cover of the story and didn't make this particular connection! As far as consequences for messing up the timeline go, this is an appropriately big and epic one.

In response to this existential threat to sentient life, then, a hard question is put to the cast: whether it's right that Katarina may live, allowing this timeline where the Daleks have their superweapon to exist. And it is truly a hard choice! For all that Katarina was somewhat of a non-character in her original appearances, Ajjaz Awad breathes so much life and likeability into her; she's really just lovely in the role, in fact, evoking Adrienne Hill's original performance, but doing it quite a bit better. So after the better part of an hour getting to know this version of the character, we're told that she must die so that untold millions of others may live.

The story makes the right call when it places this decision firmly in Katarina's hands. Because the great flaw of the way the character was presented, back in Season Three, was that she has absolutely no agency. Vicki instructs her to help the Doctor and Steven, whereafter she boards the TARDIS with absolutely no frame of reference for what is happening to her. This all culminates in one of the most heartless moments ever put to screen in Doctor Who, where Katarina jettisons herself and her attacker into space, and dies. Although the Doctor tells the audience at that moment that she sacrificed herself knowingly, I seriously doubt that she could have had any idea of what she was doing.

So when she introduces herself in this audio telling Jamie that she's already dead, I was a little alarmed. Had she really been here with the First Doctor and Steven for that long without them ever telling her she wasn't dead?

And it turns out, of course they'd told her, many times, and we discover that she actually has a fairly good reason for still thinking so anyway. We discover that Katarina has the same gift as Cassandra. In the modern series, I suppose we'd probably have it explained to us that she's simply able to see into the Time Vortex in a way that most normal people cannot; much of a muchness, really. The point is that she's a spooky prophetess, which puts her attitude in her televised stories into a much more sensible context. And now she's haunted by nightmares, knowing that she was "supposed" to die weeks ago, but has not.

The realization of this, if anything, seems to hit the Doctor(s) harder than it does Katarina. The First Doctor, who is normally very strict about preserving history, is in character when he refuses to contemplate sacrificing Katarina, stubbornly insisting that there must be another way. And the Second Doctor seems altogether more old and more sad than usual as he realizes what needs to be done. But neither of them actually make the call. Crucially, that's given to Katarina.

There is an absolutely devastating scene where the Second Doctor pulls Katarina aside, and very gently, very sadly explains everything to her. Knowing that she can save countless people, Katarina agrees with him. It's beautiful, but heartbreaking, that scene. "Of course I'll remember you," he tells her, his tone heavy, despite knowing that he may very well not once the timelines are fixed.

Katarina, for the first time in her existence as a character, is actually given a choice, and when the cards are on the table, she makes the right call. Of course, nobody should ever be given a choice like this. It's a cruel trick of fate, but she faces it this time with dignity, and with the full knowledge of the consequences, even if she will forget them when time is set right again. But the fact that everyone forgets is almost secondary, because a heroic deed which is forgotten is heroic just the same. Two moral shortcomings of the Wiles era are finally corrected here: Katarina's absence of agency (The Daleks' Master Plan) and the crass selfishness of dooming many people just to save one friend (The Myth Makers).

Although she only ever knew the Doctor long enough to become his friend in a doomed timeline that soon disappeared, when the cards were on the table, Katarina did prove herself, even if she needed 55 years to make it there.

A long while ago, I asked:

Does Katarina even count?

As a companion, yes. Finally, belatedly, but unreservedly, yes.

For a last note on this, as well as a tie-in to the next post, I note that the scene where the Second Doctor, his companions, and Katarina are running back to the TARDIS while suffering the effects of the Time Destructor, as well as bringing to mind the last scene of DMP, also echoes a certain scene toward the end of Season Six's last story. Time is running out. The War Games will be played next.

(Modified from the original posted at Gallifrey Base on 19 March 2021.)