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Please do not throw hands at me.
on 3 July 2013
When I was 13, I thought this was seminal. I was right.
The robots are masterpieces of the mask maker's craft; so pleasing to look at, so easy on the ear, so terrifying when the soft, pleasant voice stops saying 'Yes, Commander', and starts with 'You have to die'.
It is also, quite blatantly, an Agatha Christie; take nine neurotics, trap them in a place miles from anywhere, and then try to work out who it is that's murdering them one by one - it's Ten Little Indians.
And the place is a machine that chases sandstorms -how clever is that? And it's all decorated with Art Deco, and the crew spend most of their time playing chess, getting massages, painting their faces, wearing outlandish costumes, and now... getting strangled.
The cast are strong across the board, though Russell Hunter is clearly having a whale of a time as Uvanov (cast quite against type), and David Collings is convincing as a man with a phobia about robots.
But I think the real stars of the show are the robots themselves, and first among them, Gregory de Polnay as D-84. He injects so much humanity into the mechanical construction that I was (and still am) genuinely sorry to see him destroy himself - there I go - *HIM* - it's an it!
While this is one of the best ever Dr Who stories, and worthy really of a five (in spite of a couple of quite dodgy VFX), the add-ons are really dull. Uncut model footage, SV7 without the electronics, Boucher and Hinchcliffe talk about it on the commentary. It deserves much, much better.