DOCTOR WHO No. 1, December 2020 |
To make matters worse though, this entire twenty-two page periodical is packed full of the so-called “charismatic and confident explorer” tediously trying to be amusing at every opportunity with some extraordinarily unfunny tongue-in-cheek gags. This persistent frivolity really ruins any sense of tension or threat throughout the entire magazine, with presumably it’s highlight of the Doctor and her “fam” being captured by a patrol of heavily-armed “Aquatic Silurians” simply seeming an embarrassingly silly set-piece once the Gallifreyan pretends to be a Human/Sea Devil Chief Liaison officer so as to unsuccessfully convince her captors to rebel against “their bosses.”
Lamentably, Houser’s narrative also feels like it is just something of a rehash of other people’s plot-threads, which frankly have all been done both before and better on either the telly or within a novel. Those readers old enough to remember Jim Mortimore’s book “Blood Heat” from the old “Virgin New Adventures” range will probably recall his highly convincing Silurian-dominated world once they lay eyes upon artist Roberta Ingranata’s prodigiously-pencilled panels of human survivors desperately fending off the Earth reptiles within this comic's dilapidated London. Whilst disconcerting duplicates of Pete, Jackie and their gun-toting daughter have already been seen in broadcast episodes such as “Rise of the Cybermen”, “Doomsday” and "Turn Left".
The regular cover art of "DOCTOR WHO" #1 by Peach Momoko |
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