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BLURB The TARDIS lands in a small English village in 2003, where the population are living in fear from a malevolent alien force. With the help of UNIT and his new friend Alison, the Doctor discovers that a race called Shalka are residing underground, preparing to strip away the Earth's ozone layer and embark on a full-scale invasion of the planet. |
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Scream of the Shalka 13TH NOVEMBER 2003 - 18TH DECEMBER 2003 (6 15-MINUTE EPISODES)
“Wrong time and
space” is the epitaph inscribed on Scream of the Shalka’s
cyberspace tomb. This DVD release’s should perhaps read, “right one”.
My
first thoughts on this release weren’t favourable ones, though. The first
thing that struck me was that the release is standard-definition, which
obviously offers the viewer resolution far greater than the original
webcast, but still feels like a bit of a half-measure when the original
artwork is sure to still exist, perhaps enabling 2 | entertain to have put
out an HD rendering on Blu-ray. The second was that the DVD’s artwork is
plastered with references to Shalka being the “first official,
fully animated Doctor Who story!”, implying that the likes of
Real Time and Shada either weren’t “official” (whatever that
means) or weren’t fully animated. This, I feel, is a little dismissive.
Though far from fluid, both were far more than mere series of static
stills.
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“I thought he was terrible. I thought he took the money and ran, to be honest. It was a lazy performance. He was never on our list to play the Doctor.” – Russell T Davies in Doctor Who Magazine
Indeed, Grant’s portrayal has much in common with Eccleston’s, though the latter would prove much more endearing even in his hardest moments. There are shades of both Sylvester McCoy and Colin Baker in Grant’s cold and assured portrayal, but as the story progresses we begin to catch glimpses of the exuberant, adventure-relishing Doctor that the revived series would ultimately expose, though admittedly these flourishes don’t always sit well with the frosty face seen in the animation. Grant’s dryness might fit the vampiric visage like a glove (“Why did you only invade one bit of Lancashire?” / “Our ambitions extend beyond that.” / “What, Nottinghamshire?”), but his more exaggerated moments (“Take me home, big boy. Yeeha!”) don’t seem to belong to a tall, angular alien who makes the shadows his home. As a result, it’s hard not to walk away from Shalka without harrowing scenes such as the Doctor’s welcome acceptance of his impending death repressing memories of those that expose the Time Lord’s more appealing side.
My feelings towards Grant’s co-stars are similarly mixed. Sophie Okenedo’s Alison really grates on me – she sounds just like David Walliams’ character Lou in Little Britain - and her deliberately-dull boyfriend, Joe, is certainly no Mickey Smith or Rory Williams (though he does steal the show when, possessed by the Shalka, he attacks the Doctor, only to be punched in the face by the astonishingly pugilistic Time Lord). Furthermore, as he’s proven since, Sir Derek Jacobi makes for the most malevolent of Masters, but here he’s required to play a Master of a very different breed. Scream of the Shalka has it that, given the choice between oblivion in the TARDIS’s belly, and eternity in an android body as the Doctor’s “dearest companion”, the rogue Time Lord opted for the latter. Jacobi expectedly acquits himself wonderfully, but to this day I don’t understand his Master’s role here. Shalka was meant to be appealing to a new audience; a new generation, yet it not only resurrects one of the classic series’ most famous antagonists in its very first outing, but casts him a good guy role without a heel-turn payoff and drenches him in the most torturous continuity that baffles the likes of me, never mind alone any newcomers. Intriguing, but ultimately insane.
As for the plot, Scream of the Shalka is far from being Cornell’s finest hour, but it is still teeming with wonderful ideas and moments. I like the small town localness of it; its strong green, ecological message; I even like the Shalka themselves, who are easily fascinating enough to earn themselves a proper outing on television at some point in the future. Perhaps most of all though, I like its ubiquitous nostalgia. The script doffs its hat to ancient adventures like Fury from the Deep while adopting the popular format of the third Doctor / UNIT era, with Major Kennet in the Lethbridge-Stewart role and the sergeant providing all the Bentonesque comic relief.
On the whole then, Scream of the Shalka is damned sight better than it is reputed to be, and I hope that this DVD release will make great strides towards changing the general consensus from “half-arsed at best” to something like “half-arsed, but worth a butchers.” If nothing else, it will serve as a testament to the love-driven labours of executive producer James Goss and writer Paul Cornell, who were prepared to do whatever it took to bring the show back in time for its fortieth birthday bash.
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