STORY PLACEMENT THIS STORY TAKES PLACE BETWEEN THE NOVELS "THE DEAD- STONE MEMORIAL" AND "THE GALLIFREY CHRONICLES."
WRITTEN BY STEPHEN COLE
RECOMMENDED PURCHASE OFFICIAL BBC 'EIGHTH DOCTOR' PAPERBACK (ISBN 0-563-48625-2) RELEASED IN JANUARY 2005.
BLURB The solar system isbeing spring cleaned,to improve its fengshui and attract bigbusiness back to thelong-abandoned seatof THE Earth empire.Aristotle Halcyon isheading the campaign.Having swept awaythe Asteroid Belt, henow plans to remove'unnecessary' moonsFROM JUPITER'S ORBIT.But JUPITER'S ancientsatellites hold SOMEdeadly secrets, asthe Doctor, Fitz andTrix soon discover.With eco-terroristsplotting sabotage,corrupt officialslining their pocketsand sinister forcesacting on their ownagendas, only theDoctor CAN see thatmillions of innocentshave been set on thefast track to bloody,unbridled destruction. |
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To the Slaughter JANUARY 2005
Of every Doctor Who novel that’s ever been written, I can’t think of one borne of a dafter, more fannish conceit than this one. By Stephen Cole’s own admission, he wrote To the Slaughter to explain away the Doctor’s apparent astronomical ignorance in Revenge of the Cybermen - and that’s exactly what it does. In that 1975 serial, set in or around the 25th century, the Doctor stated that there were far fewer celestial bodies in the solar system than were known to exist even at the time of writing… and so, naturally, one assumes that in the interim a mad group of feng shui stellar decoratistes demolished dozens of them (not that the Doctor was wide of the mark, perish the thought, or that our universe is subtly different from that of the Whoniverse).
However, the blurb’s latter half betrays its altogether less rousing elements – eco-saboteurs, bent bureaucrats, even “sinister forces” – and it is these that threaten to drag the story down. It doesn’t matter how many solar JCBs, obliging Sunday Roasts and imperishable slugs you have littering a tale if the nuts and bolts of it would have felt hackneyed even back in the mid-1970s. Fortunately though, the author’s tone is such that his readers are left in no doubt that To the Slaughter is meant to be something of a send up, albeit an unusually bloody one, and indeed it is the mischievous and often innuendo-laden prose that saw me though the book’s bloated middle.
This novel is also buoyed by its striking portrayal of the regular characters. In his penultimate paperback adventure, Paul McGann’s Doctor is by turns playful and deadly, exuding all the incarnation’s emblematic enthusiasm as well as more besides. His involvement in the destructive dénouement is a lovely touch, his actions here sparing his earlier self any intellectual embarrassment on Nerva. More impressive still though are Fitz and Trix, with whom the author has a ball. Charged with sewing the seeds of their whirlwind Gallifrey Chronicles love affair, Cole delights in bringing these two wayward souls together though a series of almost absurd death-defying scrapes that reveal Trix’s true colours, if not the secrets of her murky past, and an even funnier nearly-romance that shows us just how far Fitz’s come in recent novels. The book’s final passage is written particularly beautifully, serving as the perfect lead-in to the trio’s final adventure together... that we know of.
The supporting characters aren’t handled with anything like the same level of grace, but one or two of them are, nonetheless, quite impressive. The “Old Preservers” of the Solar System, Gaws and Mildred (not a 1970s sitcom, I should stress), are devilishly amusing, and Halycon and Sook are not far behind them. I never thought I’d read a book where bitter rivalries are created out of someone’s alleged debasement of feng shui. As villains go though, Robart Falsh (sic) is notably a poor effort, though I can appreciate his farcically-fitting fate.
Overall then, To the Slaughter is a real mixed bag, but it is at least an incredibly memorable one, which I can’t say about many of Cole’s less auspicious works. An “Endless Cupboard” of barmy notions, crazy conceits and fervent fan service, To the Slaughter is well worth the once-over, even today.
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