Regular
readers [insert regular gag here about non-regularity of readers]
will have grown used to this sort of thing. Being not a proper review
at all of Mark Gatiss' dawn-of-'Who' docu-drama
'An Adventure in Space and Time', this piece will
fail to mention that it was in many ways quite good. It was neither
too dry nor too jazzed up, too reverential or too derisory, and
balanced the requirements of casual viewers against fans. It evoked
the era reasonably well, an era which now feels about as foreign as
Skaro, even filming at the old BBC Television Centre shortly before
it was summarily closed down. I for one probably enjoyed it more than
most of Gatiss' actual contributions to the show.
It
does occur to me that there's an inherent problem with docu-dramas -
you're always wondering what's docu and what's drama – what's true
and what's simple license. Here for example, after the ill-fated
'pilot' episode, William Hartnell complains the Doctor has been made
too abrasive. Did Hartnell really spot that? Or did Sidney Newman
really threaten to axe the title sequence? All the time you wonder
things like that you're being pushed out of the drama, not
concentrating on what's happening on screen.
Docu-dramas
normally work if there's an urgency to the topic which a straight
documentary wouldn't convey, such as Paul Greengrass' 'United
93'. (A compelling film, for all that its barmily right wing.) Or they exploit those
contradictions, so you become absorbed in the question of what's
truth and what's artifice. Or, perhaps best of all, by combining the
two – such as Haskell Wexler's simply awesome 'Medium
Cool'.
Neither
rule applies to the genesis of 'Doctor Who.'
But
that's not what I'm getting at here. What I'm getting at here is that
you can't win with this sort of thing. You end up getting shot by
both sides. And I will illustrate my point by doing precisely that.
Take
the emphasis on producer Verity Lambert and director Waris Hussein.
Now Hussein's direction was undoubtedly good, particularly given the
technological constraints he worked under. Yet he's never made it a
secret that he felt he was slumming it on a silly teatime sci-fi
show. (In this recent interview he comments "I was educated at Cambridge, I'd directed
Shakespeare and Arthur Miller and now I was doing 'ug and og'. Was
this to be my destiny? ...my negativity was rampant.”)
Notably, he left as soon as he could.
Whereas
if David Whitaker got any kind of a cameo, I'm afraid I missed it.
Yet as the script editor of the first season and author of several
important scripts after that, he was surely more important to the
development of the show than Hussein. Perhaps they simply found
script editors less photogenic, hunched over typewriters instead of
shouting action. Yet Terry Nation did get a name check. (Inventor of
the Daleks, okay, but less important than Whitaker.) And as a writer
himself, Gatiss should surely know their worth.
Instead,
the focus is on how Lambert and Hussein (who is of Indian descent)
disrupted the white boys' club of the BBC. Which, fair play to them,
as then youngest producer and youngest director -
they did. (In the same interview Hussein describes the BBC as “
double-breasted blazers, old school ties. Men were men and women were
secretaries.") But they are presented as a little (to use Shaboogan Graffiti's splendidly useful phrase) 'nice-but-then.'
They're “in the story to represent us in the past. To be nice -
like we are - but back then.”
The
underlying suggestion seems to be one of outsiders producing a show
for outsiders, despite being in the belly of a great British
institution. But the focus in the early show isn't
on the outsiders, the Doctor and Susan, but on Ian and Barbara –
regular Brits if ever there were.
But
that's not what I'm getting at here. I'm more interested in shooting
at this from the other side. As I said over the original Superman cartoons, fans tend to be
creative creationists. They seem to want to believe that concepts
appear fully formed from a single brow, in a magic
lightbulb-above-the-head moment. When that doesn't happen they simply
behave as though it did.
Yet
the creative process normally works the same way as any other –
through evolution. Not evolution as it is popularly imagined to
work, in those neat uni-linear diagrams with a chimp on one end and a
yuppie with a smartphone on the other. But evolution as it
actually works - struggling blindly, falling down
many blind alleys. Through endlessly throwing up varieties and
deviations, evolution does tumblingly advance. The Superman mythos
wasn't built in a day. Elements we now take as its basis took time to
evolve. (Staples like Lex Luthor and kryptonite don't appear at all
in those cartoons.) Other elements appeared along the way. But the
ones that didn't work were simply forgotten about.
And
that's even more true for 'Doctor
Who'. Superman at least had two authors whose names you can
cite. Doctor Who was devised by committee. Bunny Webber's original
draft of the concept was some strange mixture of the uninspired with
the (to use Sidney Newman's response) “nuts”. He had almost no
influence on the show that subsequently appeared. Anthony Coburn
wrote the stone age story Hussein rolled his eyes at, and a sequel
('The Masters of Luxor') which was possibly even
worse. But he also wrote the classic 'Unearthly Child' - and invented the Tardis. What do
we do with this information? Easy! We forget about the stone age and
we focus on the Tardis. We stick with what works.
This
lack of a strong original template actually helped the show over
time, allowing it to change and mutate as it chose. Stories are not
bound to one specific time or place, or to a certain type of
narrative. The Doctor could be marooned on Earth, then free to roam
the stars again. Even the lead actor could change, even the title
character's personality.
After
he'd taken over 'Who' Moffat also started
showrunning 'Sherlock'. Note the subtle name
shift. Because it wasn't really Sherlock Holmes,
was it? Because Sherlock Holmes is a character written by Conan
Doyle, wholly by Conan Doyle and by nothing other than Conan Doyle.
Everything else is after the event – adaptation, imitation or
commentary. Moffat's decision to update the setting, and to tell new
stories which obliquely refer back to Conan Doyle's, that's throwing
himself in with commentary in order to stay away from imitation.
Whereas
when he was showrunning 'Doctor Who'... well
actually the reverse isn't quite true. As mentioned before, when he does things like make the Doctor the centrepiece of his own stories, it feels like a wrench. But the borders are
broader and more elastic. After the long break, when 'Who'
came back it was still 'Who.'
Plus,
and largely for that reason, he's one of those characters who
inherently feel like fan property. His lack of fixed, defined
parameters make him a kind of promissory note for the imagination. In
the Whoniverse it's not even that fans turn pro, though they do. It's
like the distinction doesn't apply in the same way. Heroman from the
planet Crippling is a spoiler product for Superman, to fool small
children out of their pocket money. But the Doctor is almost a code
name anyway. He most likely made it up one day when challenged by
some dunderheaded Security Guard. So the fan who signs his name to
Dentist What is writing about the Doctor, he's
just swapping one code name for another. (I've even had a stab at Who fanfic myself, the only such effort
I've attempted in the past three decades.)
Without
that promissory note, would the Doctor have survived the off-air
years? Try it the other way. With it, he could never be deprived of
oxygen. Conan Doyle tired of Holmes and tried to kill him off. And
okay, he failed. But the Doctor has no creator.
Consequently he has no potential destroyer either. If anyone tried,
the rest of us would simply re-route around him. The BBC tried it
themselves and that's precisely what we did.
In
short, talking of the show in terms of its inception isn't really
talking of the show at all. It's like calling an album of baby photos
a biography. Gatiss' drama was probably better than anybody was
expecting, but was working from the wrong plan. 'Who'
did not fly so long because it was thrown from so lofty a height that
it could ride the air currents ever since. 'Who'
has flown so long because of endless peddling. The secret of its
longevity is that people (fans and pros) have kept it going. It
really is that simple.
In
which case, you may ask, how should they have celebrated the big
five-oh? Well, rescreening 'Unearthly Child' was a better start. While a four-year
span wasn't enough of an adventure through time, fifty would have
been.They could have show an adventure each for every Doctor,
similarly to Andrew Hickey's Fifty Years posts. Or, should that have screwed too much
with the endless repeats of 'Great Railway Journeys',
shown the combined Doctor stories, 'The Three Doctors'
and 'The Two Doctors.' Of, if it absolutely had to
be be a docu-drama, perhaps one that accelerated through the years –
like a fast train, stopping only at the most pivotal points.
Fifty
years... it's about the fifty years. The span counts for something.
Coming
soon! Now I promise to shut up about 'Who'
for a bit...
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