(ISBN 0-563-55569-6)







 The Doctor and Sam

 arrive on Proxima II,

 one of the earliest

 planets colonised in

 humanity's first big

 push into space. But

 instead of a brave

 new world, they find

 a settlement rife with


 The native Proximans

 are dying out. Humans

 too are being killed in

 horrific ways, each 

 PERSON'S face being

 stripped bare...


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The Face-Eater







You’ve got to admit, the concept of the titular Face-Eater is grossly macabre. Those who’ve seen Mark Gatiss’ later television episode The Idiot’s Lantern will be already be familiar with that fundamentally disturbing image of a human being with its face wiped clean, and here Simon Messingham pushed things even further by having his eponymous monster go on to assume the identity of the person whose face it steals; a physical case

of identity theft, if you will.


The trouble is, with a title like “The Face-Eater”, readers expect a certain amount of face-eating for their money, and Messingham’s novel has a dearth of it. In fact, over the course

of the book’s 280 pages, very little of note happens at all. Yet another bunch of (figuratively!) faceless 22nd century human colonists wander about wondering who is for the chop next, and that’s about it. Fair dues, the swerve towards the end of the story is genuinely shocking, but regrettably by that point in the narrative my interest had long-since waned.



What’s more, Messingham doesn’t

handle the regulars very well. After

an extraordinary outing under Jim

Mortimore, here Sam regresses to

the spiky adolescent that she was

before “growing up” during the

events of Seeing I. Even what

promised to be a half-interesting

new arc is suddenly halted in its

tracks when the nanites that made

Sam “immortal” in the previous novel inexplicably leave her body (though given her puerile

conduct here, one can hardly blame them). And unfortunately Messingham’s Doctor is even worse – less offensive, I’ll grant you, but so utterly insipid throughout that one could believe that he’d had his face eaten off and his identity torn away long before the TARDIS took him to Proxima II.


That said, I suspect that The Face Eater might appeal to those with a keen interest in noirish horror, provided that they steel themselves for a trickle of scares as opposed to a torrent. On the whole though, I’m afraid that for most fans there will be very little to like here. Well, except for the Doctor’s new friend, Cheeky Monkey, obviously.


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