The Ice Warriors

 

Chapter the 306th, Ice Cold in Ealing (and Lime Grove studio D).

Plot:

The Doctor, Jamie and Victoria arrive in a very cold future Earth.  A drastic fall in carbon dioxide has brought catastrophic climate change, a global cooling. The TARDIS team meet Leader Clent and his crew, who run the nearby base that is just one of many around the world that are going to work together using ionisation to defeat the advancing glaciers of a new ice age. They are having trouble with their ioniser as their expert Penley has left to become a scavenger (an underclass that are not participating in the plans to save the world) and is hiding out with friend Stoor nearby. The Doctor is roped in to replace Penley's expertise. One of the base crew brings back to the base what they believe to be archaeological find from the ice. When defrosted, it is revealed to be Varga, an Ice Warrior, who had crashed there thousands of years before. Varga takes Victoria hostage and goes back to where he was found, digging out his spaceship and reviving his crew of Warriors. The Doctor helps to sort out the ioniser, and the base is ready to go. There's just one complication: the Ice Warrior spaceship's power source will be destroyed when the ioniser is used, and could cause an explosion and fallout. Various different parties go to try to rescue Victoria and find out about the ship's power source. Storr is killed by the Warriors when he attempts to ally himself with them. Varga and his warriors attack the base, but the Doctor uses weaponry from their ship to drive them away. With every surviving human including the TARDIS team back at the base, and the glaciers almost upon them, it comes time to choose. Clent cannot bring himself to take the risk, so Penley makes the decision. The explosion of the Ice Warrior ship is small, only destroying the Warriors, who have returned there. The Earth is safe.

Context:

As I've done almost every year for the blog, I took a Doctor Who story away on holiday with me. The family (Me, the Better Half and our three offspring, boys of 18 and 15, girl of 12) went back to Corralejo, which we'd visited a couple of years earlier (see Deeper Thoughts section below and the blog post for Hell Bent for more details). There are so few Doctor who stories left to blog now that it would be difficult to pick something that tied in to the holiday location as in the past. The Romans is still in the 'To Do' pile and it features the main characters having something of a vacation in a villa; there's The Two Doctors too, with its location filming in Spain. These, though, are my final stories left to blog for the first and sixth Doctors respectively; I wasn't sure whether I was ready to deliberately accelerate goodbyes to those old boys yet. So, I left it to chance. The randomiser picked Patrick Troughton story The Ice Warriors, a story so misaligned to viewing in a warm climate that the incongruity tickled me and the choice was made. I downloaded the episodes to my phone using the iplayer app, parts two and three being officially made animations, and watched an episode every other day while away, the final one watched on the flight home. 

Milestone watch: I've been blogging new and classic Doctor Who stories in random order since 2015, and I'm now closing in on the point where I finish everything and catch up with the current stories being broadcast serially. This post marks the completion of another season, the 27th out of the total of 40 seasons to date (at the time of writing). In full, these are classic seasons 1, 3, 4, 5, 7, 8, 10-12, 14-18, 20, 21, 23-25, and new series 2, 4, 6, 7, 9-11, and 13). Though there are a couple of black and white stories still left to blog after this one, The Ice Warriors marks the final story for the blog with any episodes missing from the archives.

First Time Round:

I borrowed a pirated VHS in the early 1990s (probably from David, long time fan friend mentioned many times before on this blog) that had recordings of some, but maybe not all, of the extant episodes (it can't have been many years after they were recovered in 1988) burned with a timecode. I don't know where they'd been sourced from before several generations of copying from tape to tape had led them to me, and I didn't ask. They were anyway of too low quality for me to follow. So, I properly engaged with the story for the first time when it came out as a sell-through VHS release in November 1998, the range's big release for the end of that year. The Ice Warriors was part of a box-set with a documentary and an orphaned episode of another Troughton story; the missing episodes were reconstructed from the audio and still photographs. Later still, I got the DVD with the two episodes replaced by animations; this was in the Summer of 2013. I took those shiny discs on a holiday that year (a couple of years before the start of the blog) and remember that at that time the youngest, still a babe in arms back then, was in the process of being weaned. There were a few four o' clock in the morning stints of rocking my grizzling wee daughter in my arms, accompanied by the episodes, volume low, on the living room TV of the cottage we'd hired in Shanklin, Isle of Wight. The theme music seemed to soothe her.

Reaction:

Briefly starting with the animation, the recreations of missing episodes two and three, married to the off-air soundtracks that still survive, are perfectly good at bridging the gap, covering narrative developments in the middle of the story. The simple style might have struggled to visualise more kinetic or climactic action, but there isn't much of such action in those two parts or, frankly, in the remainder. The visual design of the Warriors is a highlight, and they are equally as effective in cartoon form, a demonstration of the strength and distinctiveness of the costumes of Varga and the other Martians. They're a little bit unwieldy, but that isn't much of a problem as Varga and the other Martians don't do a whole lot, and certainly not much that's kinetic or climactic. They are an interesting complicating factor in the narrative, but most of their activity is just a lot of walking about. Bernard Bresslaw's performance - the breathy, whispered sss-ibilance that laid the foundations for how the creatures would be played forever after - is great, but it would be pretty much as great just vocally. The other performances are also strong, and it would be a bit of a shame to lose the facial expressions and physical touches, but the one thing that most struck me about the story this watch was that it could function perfectly well as an audio play. It is the least animated of any story that has had all or parts animated. There's only three significant locations (and you could probably lose one of them without too much trouble), and the question of how to defeat the nominal forces of antagonism is answered early on (they like it cold, and the base by necessity has a massive heat gun at its disposal).

What moves and develops in the story is instead at the interpersonal level. For this is a bromance tale, a weird semi-professional (but going beyond the bounds of professionalism in places) interaction between Clent, Penley and the Doctor. Penley has spurned Clent, leaving his important role on the base team to go off into the frozen wilderness; the Doctor is the replacement boffin who turns up and takes Penley's place. Ice Warriors and glaciers take second place for most of the running time to this odd platonic love triangle. Aside from Varga and maybe Storr (Penley's new partner, the exact opposite of Clent) none of the other characters has much of a look in. Victoria spends all her time as prisoner of the Ice Warriors, including a whole episode playing hide and seek with one in ice caves; Jamie spends a few episodes knocked out and then lying down; the other base staff are mainly bit parts and/or sonic cannon fodder. Instead, this is mainly a simple tale of who Clent will end up with, mysterious new man the Doctor, or will he tempt Penley back from the arms of the rugged Stoor, into which he was forced by Clent's uncaring robot heart? Yes, I'm taking the piss but only a bit - the plot never gets quite to homoerotic levels, but it does at times veer towards Mills and Boon. Many of the bases depicted in Patrick Troughton's time have brittle bosses in conflict with their underlings, but it's never normally played so emotionally. A clue might be that Peter Barkworth is playing Clent with a pronounced limp. Reportedly, he unsuccessfully tried to persuade the director to let him give Clent a stutter too. This seems to me to be a talented actor making a dull part more interesting. According to multiple lines of dialogue, Clent is supposed to be a robotic drone, but Barkworth just doesn't play him like that.

It may be that some adjustments in rehearsal meant the intended central dramatic question isn't very clearly delineated, but I don't think it can all be blamed on the actors - the script is contradictory in many places. As will be dwelt on a little more in the Deeper Thoughts section below, The Ice Warriors was being broadcast at the same time as the first run of another 1960s telefantasy classic, The Prisoner. Like the central character of that series, Penley has dropped out of a society that he has found to be dehumanising. Both these shows were reflecting fears / hopes in the wider world of 1967 about "dropping out" and there were no doubt some early-adopter hippies in the UK then attempting to create an alternate lifestyle to the rat race. But Penley has dropped out at a time of international crisis, and is neglecting his essential role in combatting that crisis such that the world is put at risk. His motivation for this is sketchy. Sometimes it seems that he's rejecting the computerised nature of the world; but it stretches credibility that he could have grown to become a scientific expert in this society without having used computers extensively, so what's changed recently (apart from the crisis)? In one telling moment elsewhere, he bemoans Clent using "scientists' craniums as stepping stones for his ambitions". So perhaps his reasons for going were more personal. This also muddles up Clent's characterisation some more - can he be both robotic drone and ambitious user of others? In the technologically advanced society as presented, it's hard to rationalise how there would be scavengers like Storr. The threat of societal collapse may have pushed people to abandon society and technology, but Storr is an expert hunter. Has he learned those skills since the ice age, or did he have them before? It seems like the former, but why and how would such skills be learned in the civilisation as presented?

No skills will be enough to keep Penley and Stoor alive anyway: their lifestyle is shown only to be sustainable if they steal supplies from the society they're denouncing (as seen in a couple of occasions in the story) and in a very short period they and everyone else is going to be frozen to death because Penley has abandoned his post. There's separate scenes where the Doctor and Miss Garrett implore him to come back as he's desperately needed, and Penley stubbornly refuses. He's no hero, and Clent's not exactly a villain either: he's someone with an exemplary record, is shown to care about his team (witness his consoling of Arden when the latter is beating himself up about bringing the frozen warrior to the base), is pretty brave in playing for time when the Warriors invade the base, and always has his focus on the important job at hand. When the crunch moment comes, the decision to be made is whether to go against the computer (which doesn't have enough information to give a decisive instruction) and use the ioniser, even though it risks a nuclear explosion. Dramatically, the logical person to make the final decision is Clent: the influence of Penley and the Doctor convince him to trust his instincts above the data, and he takes the risk, the culmination of the plot linking in to decisive character growth for him. This isn't what happens, alas. Instead Clent can't make the decision and Penley steps in. So, Penley is the ultimate protagonist and his journey is to end up working as the ioniser expert of the base, which was exactly where he started; the drop-out has dropped back in and there's no real character growth at all. At least Clent and Penley are reconciled at the end, sharing a few nice words as well as a hug and a kiss (I may have made some of that up).

A few other points of note: the story has a special title sequence for all the episodes, with some interesting music by Dudley Simpson (including vocal performances - eat your heart out, Murray Gold). The TARDIS materialises on its side, for I think the first time ever in the history of the series, and there are a few chuckles had from the regulars extricating themselves from their mobile home (shame that this orientation is forgotten about by the time of the dematerialisation in episode six). The whole running reference to people being shipped off to Africa as if that's the worst fate imaginable is pretty dodgy. Also dodgy is the dialogue at the end of episode one where Jamie leeringly discusses short skirts and attempts to persuade Victoria to wear one (also a minor continuity error as she has already worn a minidress two stories earlier, with comments arising on the length thereof). The ioniser base is not the only workplace with overfamiliar colleagues: Varga seems to spend the whole of one episode chanting Zondal's name. Troughton has some great bits of business with the Doctor using stink bombs against the Warriors, or using a chemical machine to get himself a drink of water. The sets of the icy areas aren't too bad; the movement of the glacier is effectively sold by sound effects and the actors' conviction. One other personal note: the hotel where me and the family stayed had a foam party in the swimming pool during our stay (it's a weekly occurrence apparently). It was fun for the kids particularly, but it had extra resonance for me: what could fit better with the Troughton era story I'd taken with me than the ubiquitous foam machine. It isn't used in The Ice Warriors (it would be in its sequel story The Seeds of Death and many other stories around this time); you can't get away from it!

A foam machine in Fuerteventura

Connectivity:

Both The Ice Warriors and 73 Yards feature snow, and the TARDIS landing in a cold environment with the Doctor wearing a big coat.

Deeper Thoughts:

Back to Life, Back from Gallifrey. We were away in Corralejo, Fuerteventura for 10 days at the start of August 2024; the weather was hot during those days but it was the UK that we'd left behind that seemed to be on fire. As explored in the Deeper Thoughts section of the post for Hell Bent, which I posted after our holiday there two years ago, somewhere in the dunes and volcanic hills of Fuerteventura is the shooting location for Gallifrey as seen at the end of Heaven Sent and for a lot of Hell Bent. Those episodes, and indeed every reference in Who's long history to the Doctor's relationship with his people, align with the - slightly muddled, see Reaction section above - themes of The Ice Warriors about the freedom of the individual versus the compromises of collectivism. By coincidence, such themes were also prevalent in one of the holiday reads I took with me to enjoy poolside, Doppelganger by Naomi Klein. The book is a thoughtful and sometimes breathtaking overview of recent politics as illuminated by the ongoing situation where Klein gets confused with another writer with a not dissimilar background who has covered similar subject matter to her in the past and shares the same first name: Naomi Wolf. This was a manageable inconvenience for many years, but got more and more difficult for Klein as Wolf delved into more and more extreme conspiracy theories about Covid vaccines. This culminated in Wolf being banned from Twitter in summer 2021, around the time that she was opining that vaccinated people's urine and faeces should be separated from the rest of the general sewage system until the impact of the waste on unvaccinated people through drinking water could be ascertained. She's back on the platform now, having been reinstated when it came under new management.

Klein is generally empathetic towards her namesake throughout the book, believing that conspiracy theories are based on a kernel of real, understandable feeling, but with the response to that feeling wildly misdirected. The book brings back to mind a period one could easily forget. The first time we went to Fuerteventura in 2022, less than two years before this latest visit, we needed to bring proof of vaccination status with us, and spot checks were made as passengers disembarked and made their way to passport control. At the time, we didn't see this in any way as a restriction on our freedom, nor as a scheme by some shadowy cabal of world governments and big pharma corporations to monitor us. On the contrary, it seemed like the important latest step of many collective steps, lockdowns and social distancing and masking, that had to be taken to break the virus's hold on individual freedoms. Unfortunately, a vocal minority felt very differently about the vaccine (and lockdowns and social distancing and masking). Klein eruditely sees that a cultish focus on the individual can come from many places. Unexpectedly, the anti-vax conspiracy was bought into not only by the usual rabble-rousing suspects like Steve Bannon but also a good deal of online wellness and workout influencers who had previously seemed apolitical in their content and outlook. The belief in the power of the individual to shape their own health overpowered everything else, and Klein gives examples of such people making some dodgy statements along the lines of letting the weak go to the wall. If there's one thing that demonstrates more than anything else that healthcare must be a collective and universal endeavour it's surely a pandemic. If everything that happened with Covid-19 didn't manage to convey that message, then I worry about the future of the human race.

The Doctor as lone wolf outside of his society?

I can't get too high and mighty about this of course, because my favourite TV programme, Doctor Who, a programme I've spent nearly ten years documenting, championing its politics and philosophy, has at its heart a character who has rejected his own society and become a lone-wolf individualist. The programme was born in the 1960s, and it's a particularly 60s theme, though still lingering in our collective unconscious many decades later. It's not that simple, though, as the Doctor separated himself from the Time Lords because they weren't interventionalist enough. He champions science, so could never be an anti-vaxxer - he's definitely shown as different to the resolutely anti-science character of Storr in The Ice Warriors, so blinded by his hatred of big science that he's driven to attempt to ally himself with forces that have no interest in his wellbeing. Even the 1960s programme The Prisoner (which, as mentioned above, was first being broadcast at exactly the same time as The Ice Warriors) is not all it seems. It appears to be the epitome of individualist cheerleader, with it's central character's repeated cry of "I am not a number, I am a free man", something one can imagine Penley in The Ice Warriors saying; but, in the final Prisoner episodes (broadcast a few weeks after The Ice Warriors had finished) it's shown that the individual, no matter their achievements on their own, cannot necessarily make significant changes outside of society. The protagonist of the programme is literally shown to be his own worst enemy. If even a genre drama like Doctor Who or The Prisoner is complex, then reality is even more so, and it would be wrong to trust anyone - of any political stripe - that says there are easy answers, or even easy problems. The misinformation keeps on coming, though.

The Prisoner

As well as depicting Gallifrey, Fuerteventura was site of some location filming for the two-part story The Zygon Invasion / The Zygon Inversion, earlier in the same season, its - slightly muddled, see Reaction section of the Zygon post - theme being immigration-related paranoia leading to stand-offs and violence. This is another topic covered in Doppelganger, and sadly at the end of July and start of August, while me and the fam were unaware enjoying a holiday many hundreds of miles away, it was re-enacted in cities of the UK. There were riots, initially sparked by one terrible act of violence by an individual. It was another case of feelings misdirected that were stirred up or harnessed by other people acting in bad faith (misinformation online connected the wholly unconnected topic of immigration to a terrible tragedy that was not being treated as any kind of terror incident and whose suspected perpetrator was born in the UK). Again, there was the desire for easy answers to problems: it would be less difficult to believe that these were some kind of anti-immigration protest, rather than an excuse to have a racist riot, if it was clear exactly what the protestors wanted: more budget for quicker processing of arrivals on UK shores? More agreements with France for processing centres on their side of the channel? Or a magic barrier around the country that protects a nation state as defined imprecisely in each individual's own prejudiced head? The story didn't end there, though. Hearteningly, for an overseas observer (the news where we were having caught up), the plan for a rolling wave of violence overreached themself, and the wave collided with a wall of counter protest. A much hyped rally in Brighton ended up with four - four! - 'anti-immigration protestors' versus thousands of anti-racist counter protestors. It made me worry just a little less about the future of the human race.

That's still not the end of the story, though. Doppelganger urges a collectivism within class lines, ignoring distractions like race being pitted against race, to fight against the excesses of capitalism, patriarchy, white supremacy. I would like to see such a collectivism exist, and I still have hope (even though sometimes it feels like I'll be waiting until the next ice age).

In Summary:

A cool mess, but not without some good points (though they're buried a bit and might need digging out).