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Sunday, December 4, 2016

Doctor Who: Series 22, Episodes 7-9 – “The Two Doctors” (1985)

Not necessarily the best Six-era story, but definitely my favorite, ‘cause Two and Jamie are everything.  In fact, purely for those two, it might be my favorite multi-Doctor story, beating out “The Three Doctors,” “The Five Doctors,” and new Who’s “The Day of the Doctor” – I realize that I’m biased, but I really don’t mind (a few spoilers.)

The Second Doctor and Jamie (in a seemingly post-“The War Games” arrangement) are sent by the Time Lords to investigate experiments into time travel, since the Time Lords aren’t down with anyone else playing with time.  While there, everything goes naturally pear-shaped, so much so that the Sixth Doctor, with Peri, is assaulted by a memory of being killed, which shouldn’t technically be possible.  As it happens, certain Big Bad alliances are after time travel, and they need a Time Lord in order to get it.  Six and Peri find Jamie while trying to suss out what’s behind the Doctor’s mindslip, and the three work together to rescue Two from the unsavory clutches of the villains.

As with, it seems, any multi-Doctor story (on TV, at least – the comic “Four Doctors” is pretty good,) the plot doesn’t have a whole lot to recommend it.  I like the question of free scientific exploration vs. regulation, with the Time Lords wanting to keep their eye on all time-related goings-on, and once the action moves to Seville, I’m amused by oneshot characters Oscar and Anita.  However, I really don’t like the man-eating Androgums and all the uncomfortable stuff about treachery and killing just being “in their nature.”  Who has introduced a lot of alien races that are “just plain bad,” but most of them (Daleks, Cybermen, Sontarans – the latter of which also appear here, looking weirdly svelte) are at least engineered/built/bred specifically to be so.  Here we have a race that’s universally labeled as bad, untrustworthy, and “savage,” and I never like it when sci-fi series paint with such broad strokes.

But again, as with any multi-Doctor story, you’re not really there for the plot.  There’s regrettably little inter-Doctor stuff, since Two is separated from the group for much of the serial (and is especially poorly-served in a big chunk of the last episode,) but we do get Jamie palling around with Six and Peri, trying to puzzle out how this whole “different Doctor” business works.  His presence really feels like the shot in the arm Six and Peri need in series 212  The Doctor is less disagreeable and not as vocally critical of Peri – at times, he’s even somewhat nice to her, and I like how fondly he remembers Jamie.  With Who, nothing disappoints me more than the Doctor and his companion(s) being in a bad place for an extended stretch of time, and it’s good to see a softer dynamic between them here.

When we do at last get some multi-Doctor goodness, it’s pretty fun.  Though not the instant classic of Two and Three, Two and Six get the job done in the midst of some delightful bickering, and there’s lots of entertainment to be had with confused personal pronouns.  Not to mention, the very start of the story gives us a nice, uninterrupted bit of Two and Jamie just doing their thing, which is lovely.  We don’t normally get a lot of that in multi-Doctor stories, and it makes for some fine nostalgia here.  Both Patrick Troughton and Frazer Hines are effortlessly up to their old tricks in the roles, feeling so natural that I’m more than happy to politely ignore the fact that they’re both 15 years older than they were when we left them in “The War Games” (“The Five Doctors” notwithstanding.)  Just for a few minutes, it’s as if they never left.

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