WRITTEN
BY
MARTIN DAY
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VIRGIN PAPERBACK (ISBN 0-426-20449-2) RELEASED IN MAY
1995.
BLURB
A nameless city on a
primitive, rain-sodden planet. The ruling Knights of Kuabris strive to
keep order as hideous creatures emerge from the sewers to attack the
populace. It seems that there might be some truth in the prophecies after
all.
While Jamie languishes in the
castle dungeons, the Doctor is forced to lead an expedition beneath the
city to search for the fabled Menagerie of Ukkazaal. Meanwhile Zoe has
been sold as a slave to a travelling freak show - and one of the exhibits
in coming to life.
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The Menagerie
MAY 1995
Knights! Castles!
Homunculi! A medieval society developing on the ruins of a more
advanced one. Martin Day’s debut presents textbook Doctor Who
fodder for the most part, yet the tone of the piece is completely at odds
with Patrick Troughton’s televised stories, Day audaciously inflicting the
attitude of The New Adventures on an era that has, until now,
remained inviolate. There is very nearly an blatant sex scene early on,
and Jamie (who is normally content to either just give ladies the eye, or
threaten to put them over his knee for a spanking) spends three days doing
you-know-what with Kaquaan, a bald prostitute. Such aspects certainly make
for a refreshing read, but I think that many will find they sit ill in
Troughton tale.
As well as explicitly expounding upon Jamie’s fondness for the fairer sex,
Day also explores Zoe’s character in more depth, albeit with less
controversy, showing us a little of what goes on behind that
smug-little-know-all exterior as The Menagerie forces humiliation
after humiliation upon her. This is one of the novel’s greatest strengths,
as the Wheel’s wandering genius is forced to look at herself anew having
been sold into slavery and then press-ganged into a freak show. The Doctor
himself is hard to gauge though as the many nuances of Troughton’s
performance are lost in prose. Day has no trouble presenting the second
Doctor’s essence, but his portrayal is all but devoid of finesse.
The
most maddening thing about this book though is that it presents a flood of
magnificent ideas, but nothing is paid off satisfactorily in the
narrative. For instance, Day spends most of the book over-exposing three
of his planet’s four races in order to build up a sense of mystery around
the fourth, the Mecrim, only for the underground monsters to turn out to
be far less interesting than the creatures that they share their world
with – they’re little more than savage, ravenous beasts. Similarly,
presenting a world where science is forbidden is a wonderfully rich
setting for a monochrome Who adventure, but how this extraordinary
society evolved is only touched upon briefly. The fascinating experiments
of Dr Jenn Alforge that open the book are quick to fade from memory, only
for the odd ‘memorandum’ from her to conveniently surface when the need
for exposition comes calling. Such matters typify the novel’s many
problems – magnificent ideas, thrilling build-up, disappointing payoff.
And so when it’s good, The Menagerie is very good. The trouble is
that when it’s bad, it’s absolutely terrible, and I’m afraid that there’s
a lot more bad than good to be found within its pages. This is one that
might appeal to devotees of The Missing Adventures’ sister
series, but I think that even they will find it more frustrating than
rewarding.
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