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My monomaniacal focus on the quasi-Weird(ish/esque) in Doctor Who resumes (after a bit of a hiatus... during which I just couldn't be arsed) and reaches the Graham Williams years, the heyday of the tentacular in the Baker era. See here for links to all previous Skulltopus posts and here for the last one (which includes a summary of the whole thing so far).
I started the whole Skulltopus thing with 'Horror of Fang Rock', but that
was ages ago (and before I really knew where I was going with this topic) so I feel the need to go back to it, if comparatively briefly.
Okay, so 'Fang Rock'. Hmm. Well, it's a Terrance Dicks script, isn't it? Uncle Tel is, as we all know, well dodgy on politics. He writes about how the working classes are happy being poor, and aristocrats are dandy, and the empire was kind of okay. His baseline assumption is one of contented 'capitalist realism', of unquestioning acceptance of the status quo. Plus he's rubbish on the question of women and sexism. He's so bad on issues of sexual exploitation that he actually seems to be rather too keen on bringing up the subject of rape.
Weeeeell... however true the above charges may or may not be with regard to his spin-off novels, the funny thing is that, in practice, his actual TV scripts don't show much evidence of these traits. For instance, 'Fang Rock' is obsessed with class, hierarchy, status, property and money... and not in an obviously reactionary, or smugly-liberal way. In fact, it's kind of edgy (as these things go). It's one of those relatively few Who
stories outside the early Pertwee years which portrays people performing waged labour, let alone showing the working people of twentieth century Britain. And, generally speaking, the story is greatly and openly more sympathetic to the working stiffs, and what they have to put up with, than it is to the gentry. The world the Rutan comes to and fits into is a world of deep economic and social divisions between classes based on work, finance, empire and gender. The workers have to work for a living, and do. They are explicitly below the gentlefolk in a very visible social hierarchy that is painted in unmistakably negative terms, to the point where their lives are shown to be implicitly considered of less value. The business of who does and who doesn't get a lifeboat when Palmerdale's yacht goes down foreshadows the sinking of the Titanic
, probably the most famous example of 'gilded age' social injustice in popular consciousness. We are evidently invited and expected to be angry about this, to side with Harker. Indeed, in his rush to indicate his line on this, Dicks makes Lord Palmerdale just a tad too obviously despicable. Palmerdale's wealth is evidently based on financial speculation. Skinsale's position comes from his status as an M.P., as an old imperial soldier and (presumably) his respectable birth (i.e. he's a son of an old propertied family). Adelaide is subordinate to these two because of her position as an employee and a woman (she entirely accepts her lower status and behaves according to cultural norms associated with her gender, presumably having been brought up a 'lady') but she's still above Vince, Reuben and Harker. Vince is evidently taken with her but, to her, he's an instrumentum vocale
(a tool that talks), not a young man. Meanwhile, it's heavily hinted that she's also Palmerdale's mistress, which seems almost like one of her tasks as his secretary! Thus sex is hinted to have been commodified, with the woman as commodity... something which is picked up on by various little details in the story, i.e. the commercially printed porn the Doctor finds under Reuben's bed.
It'd be easy to mistake the portrayal of Adelaide (who is annoyingly snooty and then annoyingly wimpy) as misogynistic... but for the fact that Dicks writes Leela brilliantly
, giving her guts, brains, determination, initiative and plenty of her own ideas about things. When Adelaide gets hysterical and 'needs' a slap, Dicks gives the job to Leela. The strong woman (Leela is a genuinely
strong woman here - compare and contrast with Moffat's ersatz models) is impatient with the woman who has allowed herself to be infantilised by male rule. (The slap is still an uncomfortable moment... it's like Leela has internalised male attitudes to 'the weaker sex' and has become an 'honorary man'. Ewww.)
The story also strongly hints at an awareness of imperialist competition as a major force in the Europe of the new 20th century, linking this to the rise of new technologies. The Rutan is an imperialist, speaks in a tone of snobbish and racist and militarist arrogance, has a peculiarly technological interior nature (it speaks of its shape-shifting as a "new technique"), has an affinity with electricity, adapts the electrical generator and leaves communications tech around the place. Reuben's grumblings about the newfangled meshes with his anxieties about foreign spies. He even names various competing imperialist nations who will be involved in the forthcoming 'Great War'. Meanwhile, Palmerdale (the arriviste
"money grubber") and Skinsale (the politician and old imperialist) are squabbling over financial dealings and clashing conceptions of social priorities (profit versus 'honour')... and their conflict comes to pivot on control of a wireless telegraph.
Class, snobbery, militarism, imperialism, new technology, new communications. The Rutan is like the twentieth century itself, crashing in upon the stranded Edwardians like a lethal, inundating, incomprehensible "cold wave". So recently they were Victorians, Britannia ruled the waves unrivalled, the balance of power in Europe (between "the French, the Russkies," etc.) was relatively stable and everyone (workers and women, for instance) knew their place, etc. But here comes trouble. The Rutan embodies this trouble, and the repressed fears of the Edwardian characters about this trouble. We, the audience, relate to this via a sort of thematic dramatic irony. We know what the Edwardian characters don't. We know what awaits them just round the corner of history.
'Fang Rock' even gets closer than most stories to noticing that inequality, xenophobic nationalism, imperialism and modern war are things generated by capitalism. The lighthouse is a workplace, staffed by people who've been "fisherfolk for generations" but who are now evidently proletarians. The toffs embody empire, parliament, wealth, finance, speculation, sexual oppression and blatant disregard for even the lives of the workers. The lighthouse showcases the twentieth century arriving, in the form of electricity, modern communication and the suspicious guarding of European coastlines... and because the setting is, above all else, a modern workplace
, the story gets so
close to noticing capitalism as a connective skein. There have, of course, been lighthouses since ancient times... but the modern lighthouse - a technological workplace staffed by waged labourers - is explicitly
counterposed with the ancient lighthouse powered by slaves.
Dicks was, of course, the script editor during much of the Pertwee era, when the evasive semiotic link within Doctor Who
between capitalism and the tentacular was first developed. He seems to carry the connection with him into the Williams years. And so the monster - the locus where all this might have gelled (sorry) into coherent critique - becomes something gelatinous, protean and unpindownable, both in its physical form and in its metaphorical valences. Part of the strategy whereby this is achieved is the utilisation of the Weird maritime, the tentacular. The radical incoherence of the tentacular is again resorted to as an escape route, as in 'Spearhead' and 'Claws of Axos'. Once again the tentacles are linked to a fudging, an obscuring, a clouding at the central point at the story where these modern nightmares meet, where they threaten to join up. The crux of the story, of its meaning - namely, the Rutan - becomes irresolveably fuzzy. I'm not sure if the tentacular nature of the Rutan is what achieves this fudging, or whether the fudging leads to the choice of the tentacular form. (Being a Marxist, I can simply wheel out my big cheat button and call it 'dialectical'.) Either way, while we can still discern the contours of some kind of critique of imperialism in the Rutan, we cannot make a coherent and convincing case for it as representing either a critique of British imperialism generated by a system of class exploitation (which the rest of the story generally leans towards) or a defence of British inter-class national unity against foreign imperialist threats. (I've gone into all this in greater detail here
.) And, of course, while the Rutan suggests many things - snobbery, militarism, new technology, modern communications - it pointedly fails/refuses to suggest capitalism in any way. It's uninterested in commodities or profit. Skinsale gets himself killed ducking back for Palmerdale's diamonds; the Rutan shows no interest in them at all. At the place where the diagnosis might have been, we find instead an amorphous mass of phenomena. This is the early-Pertweean mode of the tentacular repeating itself in the join between Hinchcliffe and Williams, thanks to Dicks (that relic of Pertwee, returning for the first time since 'The Brain of Morbius' got savagely rewritten).
Maybe Dicks' reinsertion of the old Pertwee-era tentacular mode is what sets the scene for the frequent recurrence of tentacles (and other Weirdish/esque things) throughout the next few years.
Next... 'Image of the Fendahl'. That's a BIG one.
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