Just what the world needs, another blog that talks about Doctor Who episode by episode. But in any old order, and with added mid-life crisis.
Monday, 8 December 2025
Wish World / The Reality War
Monday, 15 September 2025
The Interstellar Song Contest
Chapter the 337th, where Graham Norton finally appears in a Doctor Who story (after a couple of previous attempts to gatecrash).
Sunday, 12 June 2022
Time and the Rani
| Chapter The 231st, when Doctor Who reaches the Emulator orchestra hit sample era. |
Plot:
The Rani has allied herself with some giant and not that quiet bat people, the Tetraps, and with them has enslaved the locals on the planet Lakertya, set up a laboratory there and installed a giant brain. This may already sound like a bizarre plan, but you ain't heard nothing yet! She plans to blow up an asteroid orbiting the planet that is composed of strange matter; this will turn the planet and brain into a time manipulator apparently. She has abducted various geniuses from across time and space, and linked them up to the brain to work on the chemical formula for a detonator for the asteroid. One of the geniuses she has left a space for is the Doctor. She causes his TARDIS to crash land on Lakertya, which brings about the Doctor's regeneration. She and a Tetrap bundle the new Doctor out of the TARDIS, leaving Mel unconscious lying on the control room floor. Before the Rani links the Doctor into the brain circuit, she drugs him to induce temporary amnesia, and pretends to be Mel (wearing a wig and dressing in the same costume); this is so he will unwittingly help fix her broken lab equipment. Mel befriends a Lakertyan rebel Ikona, avoids the Tetraps and the Rani's explosive bubble traps, and breaks into the lab while the Rani is elsewhere. At first, neither she nor the Doctor trust that the other is who they say they are. Persuaded at last, the Doctor plays along with the returning Rani for a while to try to get information on her plans, but she sees through this and connects him to the brain circuit.
The Doctor's eccentricities impact the collective genius brain, so the Rani disconnects him, and Mel traps her. It's too late, though, as the formula for detonating the asteroid has been found. The Rani escapes, sets the countdown to missile launch, and goes off towards her TARDIS to escape the planet. The Doctor and Mel remove the explosive anklets that the Rani has put on the Lakertyans to keep them in line, and place them round the giant brain. The Doctor sabotages equipment in the laboratory to jam the countdown. He confronts the Rani before she escapes and bluffs that the Lakertyans are waiting to attack. She activates the anklets, destroying the brain and causing the countdown to resume. Unfortunately, this kills Beyus the leader of the Lakertyans, who stayed to guard the brain. As there was a delay, the missile sails past the asteroid and the planet is safe. The Rani escapes in her TARDIS but the Tetraps, having learned that she was going to abandon them on the planet as it was destroyed, have broken in, and capture her to take her back to their home planet. The Doctor assures Mel that his new persona will grow on her; they say goodbye to the Lakertyans and resume their travels in space and time.
Context:
I didn't make an attempt to interest any of the family in a story with such a poor reputation (see First Time Round for more details of the regard in which Time and the Rani is generally held), so watched an episode every couple of nights on my own over a week in May 2022 from the Blu-ray disc in the Collection box-set. I watched the standard versions as transmitted* rather than the alternative extended episodes on another disc in the set. I then spent a couple of weeks not writing up my notes into a blog post; no particular reason for this, just a lot going on in the house at the moment. I have, for example, had to watch all seven episodes of Stranger Things 4 volume 1 twice over with my ST-enamoured middle child (boy of 12), and that takes up a lot of time, believe me.
* The beginning credits of part 4 as transmitted had an early version of the title sequence where the Doctor's face is less visible, half faded into the starfield background; it is not reproduced on the Blu-ray. At the time, as a teenager overthinking it, I believed this was deliberate to tie in with the narrative, showing the Doctor is under threat in the story (as he's plugged into the Rani's brain drain circuit). It was, of course, just a mistake.
First Time Round:
Time and the Rani is a very unpopular story. In the few whole series polls run by Doctor Who Magazine over the years, and in various other polls online that one could find with a google, it's consistently in the bottom 10, usually the bottom three. At the time it first went out, though, it didn't feel that way to me. This is very different to the other classic series story that regularly languishes at or near the bottom of polls, also coincidentally an introductory story for a new Doctor, The Twin Dilemma. The reaction of people I came into contact with first time round to Colin Baker's debut was in keeping with its reputation now (see the blog post here for the full gory details); Time and the Rani at the time felt like an exciting new start. I remember watching the first episode and enjoying a lot of it - it's always fun seeing a new Doctor in action (unless the script has him strangling his friend). A clear memory of the broadcast of the second episode is that I - having just started my final GCSE year at high school in September 1987 - was at a careers and education fair, in the masonic hall in Worthing - during the day, and made my own way home, excited to press record on the video to tape the next episode and see how they resolved the cliffhanger. I didn't think it was perfect by any means, and as the season progressed I thought later stories improved on Time and the Rani; but, I can honestly say that first time round I liked it, over-the-top camp in technicolour, risible dialogue and all.
On the whole, I think collectively he and the writers succeeded in making it more of a celebration of the new rather than the old. Apart from the presence of the Rani (who'd only appeared once before) and Sylvester McCoy's predecessor's outfit, which is dispensed with early on, there's no links back to the Baker era. The tone is very different, as one would expect when the script editor of all of Colin's tenure Eric Saward was no longer involved. There's a moment at the end where Donald Pickering's Beyus sacrifices himself a bit pointlessly, staying in the brain chamber until it's safely blown up, so he gets obliterated with it. A common theory is that this would instead have been the Doctor if Colin had come back for these four episodes, and that's what would have caused him to regenerate. I'm not massively convinced of this, though: Beyus dies on his own in a not particularly heroic way, while the main action - including the confrontation with the villain - is happening elsewhere. I think it's more likely that it's just a less effective bit of writing left in the final product. It's not made very clear why Beyus remains at the end to get blown up, as he doesn't actually do anything, then later dialogue seems to suggest he was being overcautious; "He must have been convinced that it was the only way to be certain of saving the rest of us" isn't exactly an endorsement of his actions. It's not the only less effective bit of writing. As in all their stories, Pip and Jane cannot do dialogue that sounds anything like anyone would actually ever say. There's enough to and fro, escape and recapture of characters that if you removed it and tightened up the script you could lose the entire third episode, but this isn't unique to this story by any means: there are very many classic Who four-parters where part three is just marking time. Weighed up against these negatives, though, is a lot of good stuff.
Best of all is Kate O'Mara. Getting her back after a couple of years to play the Rani was a huge coup, as in the interim she'd become mega-famous in a recurring role in US soap Dynasty. It's hard to reconcile what the Pip and Jane Rani scripts tell about who the character is (amoral scientist who does not care about the repercussions of her experiments) and what's actually shown (glam panto villain with an epic lip curl), so my advice is not to try and just go with it. Overshadowed in her first story by having to share the antagonism with Anthony Ainley's Master, this story gives O'Mara space to shine, and I'm glad that the story exists just for that reason. I'm certain that many people think that the central idea of the first couple of episodes to have the Rani impersonate Mel is 100% cringe, but I think it's some kind of twisted genius. Bonnie Langford seemed game to have herself sent up, O'Mara attacks the task with brio, and the script gives her some great moments of switching being panto evil and Mel's ridiculously bouncy positivity within the same scene. Every moment that the Doctor's eccentricity annoys the Rani and she has to suppress it is a joy to watch (at least for me). None of this, or anything else in the story, is deep or dark, but that was all to come; also to come was a better thought-out companion character that wasn't just the one-note sketch of bouncy positivity with which poor Langford was saddled. It's sad that Colin was robbed of his regeneration story, but Sylv got a proper post-regeneration story, complete with all the beats (early confusion, picking a new costume, proving himself to his sceptical companion, defeating a returning villain to show he's still the same Time Lord), and it was just the start of a new phase of Doctor Who that would have its missteps for sure, but overall would get better and better.
Connectivity:
Both Time and the Rani and The Dominators see at least one member of an invading race accompanied by some monstrous assistants arriving on a peaceful planet (that looks like a quarry) and using some of the populace as a workforce. In both instances, they don't intend to take over the planet long term, but instead are planning to blow something up to use for another purpose, which in both cases will mean the planet is destroyed but only as a means to an end. Dialogue in both stories mentions quarks (though it's referring to the actual sub-atomic particles in Time and the Rani, not some robots that happen to named after them).
Deeper Thoughts:
Joining in / plugging in. My memory has been jogged by the "back to school" associations of Time and the Rani, which like all of Sylvester McCoy's season openers kicked off early in a new academic year, and also by watching Stranger Things and working out that the young cast of high schoolers in the 1980s-set show are fictionally around the same age as me (Dustin, Mike, Will and Lucas would all now have turned 50 in our present day, assuming none of them get killed by a Demogorgon in series 5); finally and most significantly, my eldest child has started his own GCSE exams (he's halfway through at the time of writing). This has made me reflect on when I was finishing high school and doing my GCSEs (I was part of the first year to do these exams after O-levels were phased out the previous year in the UK). What's markedly different between me and him is how much of a joiner I was in those days. He doesn't dabble in anything extra-curricular, but by the time I was his age I had been part of Worthing Hospital radio for a couple of years, presenting on Saturday afternoons as one of a posse (ugh! - I later briefly had my own show doing 50s and 60s rock and roll on Friday nights) plus doing many ward visits to take dedications, and fund raising, and even weekly committee meetings (I remember they were a bit dull for teenage me, even though I wasn't exactly a raver). I had also recently done public speaking competitions representing the school, and for the whole of my final year I was one a handful of pupils running a young enterprise company, Sox n' Box, that sold socks and boxer shorts with spray-painted slogans and logos on them. I was part of a group who regularly met to play role playing games, like the Stranger Things kids, and I was even writing a novel on the side (it wasn't very good, a sub par Douglas Adams thing). I don't know how I managed to get any schoolwork done, let alone how I managed to pass those exams.
What's interesting is that, despite being a massive Doctor Who fan in those days, I never joined anything related to the programme. The Doctor Who Appreciation Society was affiliated to a network of local groups, and many fans of my age have nostalgic stories of the first time they attended such a group, nervous at meeting fellow fans (who can be a bit scary en masse). I was never brave enough even to investigate if such a group existed nearby (there most likely was one in Brighton, if not Worthing). This also probably explains why I had joined some of those other things; I was essentially dragged along by my schoolfriend Andrew Dancey to hospital radio and to the young enterprise thing. He was presumably worried about turning up alone first time out. He certainly took to the radio thing afterwards, and made it his profession (as did another friend from that time who was also part of Worthing Hospital radio, Duncan Barkes). I was always better as a wingman than a squadron leader, though, so would never have tried to reverse the roles with Andrew or anyone else accompanying me to a Doctor Who group. Most people didn't share quite my level of enthusiasm for the show anyway, though Andrew and others had occasionally watched with me one on the seven whole VHS tapes that constituted my Doctor Who collection at the time. This paucity of entertainment probably explains why I stuck with things like hospital radio rather than duck out once Andrew had got his feet under the table: there wasn't a whole lot else to do in those days of four TV channels, and no world wide web.
This probably explains my eldest's lack of joining. If he wants to interact with his friends, entertain himself by watching a TV series or film, express his own creativity, or play a computer game, he can do all this without leaving his bedroom (if he has his tablet on charge within reach, he doesn't even need to leave the bed). Even for the middle-aged me, TCP/IP and HTML have helped me be more part of Doctor Who fandom than I otherwise would have been, even though I still keep a lot of it at arm's length because of shyness. This makes me less concerned about my son; his generation doesn't need to join in, as they are constantly plugged in. This can definitely be a positive. After a recent Maths paper, he came home still dwelling on one of the final questions, which seemed impossible to solve. In my day, if I was lucky, I might have had a brief chance as we left the exam hall and trooped off home to canvass a friend or two about what they thought about that difficult question about the intersecting circles. My eldest was able to just use his phone and search social media for "Edexcel Maths GCSE paper 1 circles" and find that everyone had hated that question, and some people were already making up memes about it. Like the geniuses wired up to the Rani's giant brain, we're all connected and it's very often a negative experience with a Babel of voices bickering; sometimes, though, the connected masses are greater than the sum of the individuals, and we get something that's an overall good. Loyhargil!
In Summary:
It's not cool, it's not deep, it's not dark, but I like it. So there!
Wednesday, 20 January 2021
The Mark of the Rani
| Chapter The 179th, where someone single-minded and sociopathic inspires riots. Any similarity to peoples alive and impeached is purely coincidental. |
Plot:
The Master visits Killingworth in the North East of England sometime early in the 1800s, as he's presumably tracked the Rani there rather than it just being a big coincidence. The Rani is another exiled Time Lord and old acquaintance of the Doctor and the Master, an amoral scientist. As part of an experiment, she is extracting a chemical from the brains of the miners that work in the town leaving them very aggressive. She has been popping back to various violent periods in Earth's history as a cover to harvest this chemical, and this time she's chosen the Luddite riots (though she's overshot by a few years). The Master hijacks the Doctor's TARDIS to bring him and Peri to the same place and time, then disguises himself as a scarecrow in a nearby field to await their arrival, as you do. Once they arrive, the Master swipes the Rani's vial of brain chemical to ensure her cooperation with his schemes, and stirs up some of the locals with Rani-impacted brain chemistry to kill the Doctor, making them think that the Doctor is trying to rob them of their jobs by mechanising the mine. The Master has a shrinking gun and could just shoot the Doctor, but he does not do this.
Their attempt is foiled by George Stephenson, who is working on his locomotive engines in Killingworth. The Master takes hypnotic control of Stephenson's assistant, Luke Ward, and finds out that a meeting is planned with many of the geniuses of the time (Telford, Davy, Faraday and Marc Isambard Brunel amongst them). He decides (on the fly?) it will be good to use the power of these geniuses to take over the planet; this is presumably a big coincidence, but maybe it was what he planned all along - it's not clear. He persuades the Rani that she can help him rule the planet, and they decide to kill the Doctor by laying mines in a nearby dell. Again, the idea of just shooting the Doctor with the powerful shrinking gun doesn't occur to the Master or the Rani. They tempt the Doctor and George Stephenson down to the dell, but it is Luke who steps on a mine and gets turned into a tree. Did I mention that the mines turn the person who steps on them into a tree? Well, they do. The Master and Rani flee in the latter's TARDIS, but the Doctor has sabotaged it so it keeps accelerating, and this starts to wake up the onboard dinosaurs - the Rani keeps lots of Tyrannosaurus Rex embryos in her TARDIS, as you do. The Doctor gives the mine owner the brain fluid vial, having pickpocketed it from the Master earlier, so everyone can be turned back to normal.
Context:
Watched the two episodes separated one a week (the rate at which they originally went out) on two Sundays in January 2021, from the DVD. I was accompanied by all three children (boys of 14 and 11, girl of 8) for the first episode, but they weren't very impressed, I have to tell you, and I watched the second episode on my own a week later. The middle child groaned audibly when Colin Baker's face appeared in the episode one credits. I didn't expect such a reaction, and he's certainly not copying it from me. While I feel there are undoubtedly lots of questionable choices made in his era, I've nonetheless always enjoyed watching Colin's stories, so I don't know from where this antipathy comes and have to assume it's the boy's genuine feeling. It's disappointing, as the middle child is normally very positive about Doctor Who; it also has echoes of certain jaded online fans of a particular vintage who never give Colin the time of day. But who am I to judge? There were definitely 11 year olds losing patience with the show in 1985 too. It's a shame he and his siblings bailed before the second episode as maybe people turning into trees and baby dinosaurs - for all that they made me scratch my head in confusion - might have appealed to them.
First time round:
I watched the first episode on its initial BBC1 broadcast on Saturday 2nd February 1985. I was in the middle of my second term at high school at that point, and I had made a new friend. It was a friendship that didn't endure, and sadly I can't remember my friend's name all these years later; it might have been David or maybe Adam; Paul, possibly. I can picture him, though. I often wish I'd been disciplined enough to keep a diary to help with such things all these years later. Anyway, his family had two season tickets for Brighton and Hove Albion at the historic Goldstone ground, the club's home for almost all of the twentieth century (it's a retail park now; there's a Nando's). Occasionally, this friend would get to take another friend to the football instead of going with his Dad, and sometimes he asked me. It was because I was on my way home from watching Brighton win one-nil against Cardiff City on the 9th February that I missed the second - and very different - episode of the story.
Just over ten years later, on 3rd July 1995, The Mark of the Rani came out on VHS, and I had again made a new friend: the Better Half. We were in the first few months of our relationship, but I had already 'come out' as a Doctor Who fan by then, and shown her some of my burgeoning video collection. Probably not all of it, though, as I didn't want to scare her off completely. On that Monday that the tapes were released, I was off work ill. Such was my enthusiasm to pick up this story (and Time and the Rani, the other story featuring Kate O' Mara's titular villain that came out the same day) that I walked - walked! - the three miles or so from my home to central Worthing and Volume One on Montague Street to buy the tapes, even though I was very poorly. Then I walked back. Six miles walking for The Mark of the Rani and Time and the Rani!!!!! I was an idiot in those days. It took me another two days to recover from this stupid jaunt, during which time I watched both stories. The Better Half came to visit me during that period and realised while nursing this poor pathetic specimen in front of her that she definitely loved me, and would be stuck forever with me and my Doctor Who collection, poor thing. As such, I can't help but have warm feelings for both these stories.
Reaction:
Like that Brighton v. Cardiff football match I went to in February 1985 (see above), The Mark of the Rani is a game of two halves. The writers of the story, Pip and Jane Baker, are infamous in Doctor Who circles for writing florid polysyllabic dialogue and erring on the side of too much camp in characters and scenarios, but even their sternest critics would have to admit, I think, that underneath all that they could plot a tale. The Doctor Who stories that they contributed in 1986 and 1987, and other non-Who examples of their work for the small screen that I can think of, are consistently tight and focussed adventure plots. Nothing too fancy (apart from the verbiage) but nonetheless solid and effective. This is also true of the first part of The Mark of the Rani. Yes, the Master's plot is hopelessly silly, but that's his M.O. and the script has the decency to mock him for it, with the more sensible Rani providing withering looks and asides at his convoluted escapades. The historic setting is a nice change of pace and allows for something that had not, believe it or not, been very common in Doctor Who for decades by 1985: the Doctor meeting a real person from history. The promise of the name dropping done in episode one is that the Doctor and George Stephenson are going to partner together in the final part to defeat the 'Luddites' and the two Time Lords who are manipulating them. In episode two, though, there are elements (magic trees and dinosaurs) that emerge from nowhere, and George Stephenson's only in about three scenes and does nothing.
There is a lot to recommend the story, in both episodes. The time and place is very effectively presented, with clever use of the locations (Blists Hill and the Coalport China Museum); there's great direction from Sarah Hellings, who gets excellent performances from all the cast, particularly regulars Colin Baker and Nicola Bryant as the Doctor and Peri; these two are given good opportunities from the script to be charming and fun occasionally, unlike the sniping and moaning at each other that is all they normally get from stories in this era. The stunt ending for episode one - the Doctor on a runaway gurney - is daft but exciting, and Jonathan Gibbs' score is evocative and interesting throughout. As badly as they join together, the two episodes would combine to be an above average story for the period, if it weren't for the people turning into trees towards the end. In the right place, a spooky tree transformation can work. One of my earliest memories of being utterly terrified by something I saw on TV was someone turning into a tree in a children's drama show. I must have been very young when I saw it, but it left an impression such that it stayed with me and I eventually managed - with help from the internet - to track down what this fragment of disturbed memory was: The Man Who Hated Children, one of the later episodes of series 3 of Shadows, a horror anthology series for kids shown in the ITV regions in the late 1970s. I am not alone in being haunted by this moment for more than forty years, I have found testimonials online from multiple sources who were similarly scarred.
Such was the power of this sequence that I have not attempted to rewatch it to date; it could either be just as scary as I remember, or not nearly as bad, and neither of those options seems that appealing. Crucially, though, it only worked because it was in the right context. Shadows was a supernatural-themed series, rather than the fairly rigorous science-based world of Doctor Who; what makes it worse is that the first episode of The Mark of the Rani leans in to the science even more than usual, making one wonder exactly how - and why - this methodical scientist the Rani has created land mines that turn a person instantly into the tree. The change being instant also makes it risible; in the Shadows episode the transformation is gradual, not done in a second with a puff of naff pyrotechnics. I can't reliably recall how realistic the eventual tree was in the 1970s programme, but some images are burned into my soul: roots growing out of the character's trouser leg, bark appearing on their skin, and finally - when the man had been absorbed, his sad face peeking out of a knot in the trunk. The trees in Mark of the Rani appear to be made of plastic, and are erected in a real wood so they look ridiculous compared to the real trees around them. Plus, in The Man Who Hated Children, the man-tree post transformation does not bend a rubbery branch like an arm to save a damsel in distress. It's as if every contributor from script to final image got it 100% wrong. And don't get me started on the baby dinosaurs...
Connectivity:
Both The Mark of the Rani and Revolution of the Daleks feature a female incarnation of a Time Lord and more than one TARDIS.
Deeper Thoughts:
Calling the capitol, calling the capitol... The Mark of the Rani has two villains, and they get punished for their villainy at the end of the story. Sort of. There's not much in the way of due process - the Doctor feeds them to some baby dinosaurs inadvertently after sabotaging their ride - but it's something. We need stories to show us the inspiring myth that bad deeds end up being punished, because most of the time life isn't like that. I write these words on the 19th January 2021, the last day of the 45th president of the United States being in the White House. As ever, I find myself unable to type his name. At the time of writing, doom-scrollers across the world including myself are waiting to see exactly which group of rappers and neo-Nazis he is going to pardon before he leaves. By the time this is published and you're reading it, Joe Biden's inauguration will be in the past, you lucky thing. After that, the proceedings of 45's second impeachment trial will begin in the US senate. I don't hold out much hope that he will be found guilty, but it does look more likely than it ever has before that he might face some consequences for his actions. In 2016 when he won the election, he had already transgressed political and social norms on the campaign trail, and there was every expectation he would continue to do so in power; indeed some people who should know better wanted him to do so, to mix things up a bit.
As with my reaction to the UK's Prime Minister A. Johnson's behaviour, it was a surprise to me how very thin a layer of political and social norms exists between order and chaos. Norms, for instance, like accepting the result of an election you didn’t win. It turns out that you don’t have to do that, and that the long history of such things happening was just out of some misplaced feeling of politeness that egregious populists don’t have to display. Despite not being able to provide any evidence to persuade even partisan Republican courts that there was any widespread voter fraud - courts that must have known how dangerous taking this path was liable to get - the 45th president of USA kept repeating the big lie. He even repeated it in his supposedly placating speech made to the rioters who had broken into the Capitol at that very moment, and were intent on finding and destroying the electoral college votes (and probably much worse actions than that too). He also in that same speech said to the rioters in the Capitol, without qualifying that he was excluding anyone wearing a Camp Auschwitz T-shirt or waving a confederate flag or such, that “We love you” and “You’re very special”. It did not look like he was calling for calm at all.
Several of 45’s tweets after that reiterated the big lie and stirred things up further, precipitating the temporary and then permanent ban of his account on twitter. This, even more than the language used in his speech before his followers stormed the Capitol, seems damning to me. I still don’t think he’ll be found guilty, as he seems to have managed to evade any responsibility for anything he’s done throughout his long life. This unchecked behaviour led to the enablement and maybe even partial normalisation of white supremacy. This is where the abstraction of even something light like Doctor Who does get it right: just like the Master, coming back every time even though he was thought to be completely destroyed the last time, certain evils just won’t go away. I don’t know that the solution is to strengthen those norms; after all, if the heavily codified US procedures underpinned by an unassailable written constitution can’t prevent these things from happening, maybe nothing written down on paper will. The best course of action would seem to be don’t elect populists, and maybe the tide is turning on that, but it could very well turn back again. By the time you read this, you’ll be living in a day of hope, but each day after that will be an unending challenge.
In Summary:
The first episode goes like a Rocket, but - in the words of Radiohead - gravity always wins, and the second episode comes down with a hell of a bump.









































