With an attempt to acknowledge the quality of the storyline while remaining keenly aware of the careless, and inarguably racist execution, we delve into the six-part conclusion to Season 14 and all the issues it brings to light.
With a fistful of sticky bike reflectors, we head into the Fourth Doctor and Leela’s second adventure, an Agatha Christie-meets-Isaac Asimov murder mystery with Leninist overtones. (Oh, and sand!).
Poisoned thorn gripped tightly in hand, and memory failing us ever so slightly, we lunge toward Xoanan in search of missing female character representation.
Back to Gallifrey without a companion, we watch the Fourth Doctor deal with his Time Lord kin in ways he couldn’t have anticipated…even if he *is* Prydonian. We all lament the complete lack of a single female actor in the story, but resoundingly appreciate the invaluable additions to a fuller understanding of Time Lord culture. (Or at least bureaucracy.)
With a wistful goodbye to a beloved companion, but a resounding approval for the story itself, we bask in the radiation to reconstitute a crystalline gem of a Fourth Doctor story.
Gazing into Season 14 like so many 15th century telescopes, we step back to a Baker and Sladen historical piece with a talented, if singularly gendered, supporting cast.