“In future, when you talk about this . . .”
(And I will; and I’ll try to be kind.)
“. . . you tell people there was a chance, but you were so
much less than the best of humanity.”
All of the set up from The Hungry Earth comes to fruition as
expected.
It is a decent episode, like its predecessor just good
enough. The atmospheric first half makes way here in Cold Blood for an
underground Model UN, spurred on by the Doctor’s inspiring words of “Do good
for humanity, and for Earth,” and “Come on, be extraordinary.” It is ultimately an exercise in futility that
for some reason is given gravitas by voiceover narration from Eldane some thousand
years in the future. It takes its tone from “I dressed for Rio” Amy. It is a romp;
teens playing at war games; at least underground. Above ground Rory and Ambrose
take things more seriously, and these are the strongest elements to the story.
Ambrose has been set up to take the fall, and she does it
well. She plays the scared woman genuinely concerned for her family, and yet
she leaves little room for understanding of her actions. As the plot’s patsy
she needs to maintain that baseness of character to underscore the Doctor’s “best
of humanity” moral. Defense of home and family is not a legitimate vindication
in this Doctor Who world, and despite momentary cracks in her defiant demeanor
she remains the black sheep of the group without becoming an outright villain.
There is a wealth of gray area in her portrayal that defies the one-dimensional
nature of her role. There is no tea and sympathy for Ambrose as she stoically
accepts the Doctor’s admonition. She did what she had to do and would probably
do it again; and she will live with that knowledge.
Rory, on the other hand, is helplessly heroic. He cannot
undo what Ambrose has done, and he can only stand by as Ambrose pushes ahead
with her bold rejection of Restac’s demands. But he nobly takes on
responsibility for the group and quietly leads them down below with Alaya’s
body. He knows what is right and he does it, regardless of the consequences.
Meanwhile the toy soldiers and mock delegates carry on below.
Restac is the wild card on this level. Alaya taunts Ambrose until she spills
first blood in a mildly convincing gambit to depict the Silurians as a
basically peace-loving race who will only act in self defense. Restac, however,
doesn’t seem to honor this code in her heart (makes you wonder why she was put
in charge of the warrior class, but oh well).
It is only by sheer chance that one or more of the Doctor’s gang is not
dead. Just in the nick of time Eldane
appears on the scene to calm his quarrelsome kids. “You woke him to undermine
me,” little sis Restac accuses a gloating Malohkeh. That’s when the great diplomat Eldane makes
his big mistake: “Shush now, Restac. Go and play soldiers. I’ll let you know if
I need you.” There is nothing a sulky teen resents more than being sent to her
room. If that sulky teen happens to have a gun and control of an army, look
out.
The Silurians are destined never to find peace on Earth.
All of the component pieces of Cold Blood are well
executed. The peace negotiations are
interesting as the two sides come to a surprisingly swift and satisfactory
agreement (even though the pact has no realistic chance of ever being accepted
by the powers that be). The various standoffs are compelling. The final
run-for-your-lives moments are suspenseful. And the grief that Restac expresses
as she kneels by her dead sister is especially effective. All of it comes together
in an enjoyable 45 minutes, even if it all comes apart upon close examination.
“Are you authorized to negotiate on behalf of the planet?”
The answer is of course a resounding no. Amy and Nasreen
both recognize this, yet the Doctor sets them on this task and they dive in
with all due earnestness. I can only take the Doctor’s “come on, who has more
fun than us” justification as a qualifying wink. He has to know that even if he
can swing UNIT backing using his connections, this is going to be a hard sell
to the various power blocs. Natural distrust and political posturing aside, at
the very least the sudden emergence of millions of lizard people, even in
currently uninhabitable areas of the world, would warrant dozens of
environmental impact studies taking who knows how many years. The Silurians
might as well hit their snooze alarm.
That brings up the question of these dozing reptiles. Eldane
says, “Our sole purpose has been to return to our rightful place.” Then why are
they still sleeping? Malohkeh and his family before him have been awake “through
the millennia” and have been studying the “apes.” Surely they know that the
Earth’s surface is safe. Why didn’t they wake their brethren years ago?
What of Malohkeh? “Malohkeh, I rather love you,” the Doctor
tells him when the scientist says he never meant to harm Elliot. He never meant
to harm him; he just kidnapped him (along with many other children apparently)
and slowed down his lifecycle to study him. And he only kidnapped Mo and Amy
for dissection. (Mo seems to have survived the process without any ill effects,
though. I guess Malohkeh didn’t remove any vital organs, simply opened Mo up to
take a look-see.) So it’s OK for the Silurians to take human specimens and keep
them in glass cases and experiment on them, as long as they don’t kill them. (And
I notice that the Doctor doesn’t bother looking for any of those other children
locked up by Malohkeh and family.)
Then there is the drill that Ambrose and Tony Mack have
started up to threaten the Silurians. In The Hungry Earth the Silurians had a
defense against that. They were able to stop the power. They were able to use
bio-programming, to hear the Doctor explain it, to halt the drilling. They also
were able to activate an energy barricade around the drill site. Yet none of
this is even considered when Ambrose and Tony Mack make their threat in Cold
Blood. Instead it is left for the Doctor to come up with a plan to blow up the
drill.
And of course we have the petulant Restac on the rampage
with her army. I have to wonder, as the Doctor uses his sonic screwdriver to
deactivate their weapons, why he hasn’t ever done this before. Is the sonic
only effective against Silurian weaponry and useless against, say, Sontaran
guns? And Eldane’s ultimate solution of Toxic Fumigation is pulled out of a hat,
but OK. So he sends the soldiers back to their sleep. Why does this mean they
now have to wait another thousand years? “The Earth isn’t ready for us to
return yet,” Eldane proclaims. Based on what? On one woman’s act of violence out
of love and fear? On the murderous vengeance sought by one of his own? If the
Doctor really had faith in his peace plan, why not bring Eldane up to the
surface with them and set about gathering the nations for a real peace
conference? No, it’s so much easier to send the Silurians back to their slumber
and not have to deal with them anymore.
Like so much of New Who, it is best not to think too hard
upon viewing. Just sit back, let the story unfold, and enjoy.
Until the end when the Crack appears and the Doctor
carelessly gets Rory killed.
The Crack. The Crack, the Crack, the Crack. I hate the
Crack. How is it that the Doctor can stick his hand inside with no
repercussions but anyone else just has to get too close and is wiped from
history?
I do have to say, though, that the impact of Rory’s death
and erasure from time is extremely effective. I don’t know why Amy and the
Doctor never think to drag the dying Rory into the TARDIS, but the following
scene as Amy desperately tries to hang on to Rory’s memory is heartbreaking.
(Although I again have to wonder how she can remember her mother but not Rory.)
When she does inevitably forget it is even more tragic and the Doctor’s reaction
even more touching.
I also have to give some credit to the TARDIS shrapnel; despite
my hatred of this Crack, the last few minutes of Cold Blood provide some of the
most intriguing and baffling moments of the season. If only that darn Crack
could live up to this promise.
Like the Doctor, I travel on in hope, Gary; hope that the
next will not be so much less than the best of Doctor Who.
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