'Down in Whoville'A review of Doctor Who: The Leisure Hive


Hold onto your hats, Whovians, because this week we're taking a trip to Argolis, and believe me, it's anything but a vacation. "The Leisure Hive," the first story of the 18th season, sees the Fourth Doctor (Tom Baker) and Romana (Lalla Ward) land on a planet that's supposed to be a galactic hotspot but has become a tourist ghost town. And what a ghost town it is!
The story starts with a bang, or rather, a splat. The Doctor's attempt at some beachside fun with a frisbee goes horribly wrong, leading to an aging mishap that sets the tone for the entire serial. This is a story about decay, about the consequences of war, and the lingering scars left on a society. The Argolin, once a vibrant and warlike race, are now sterile and dying, their society a hollow shell of its former glory.
The visual effects are a standout. The Leisure Hive itself is a beautiful, geodesic dome, all shimmering lights and futuristic architecture, but the true star is the "time cone" sequence. This is a truly groundbreaking effect for its time, a psychedelic, almost disorienting visual that perfectly captures the chaos of time travel gone wrong. The Zap-tappers are also a great design, menacing and mysterious in their sleek, black suits.
The cast is excellent. Tom Baker is in top form, a little more subdued and world-weary than in previous seasons, but still with that glint of mischief in his eye. Lalla Ward as Romana is fantastic, proving once again that she's more than just a companion, she's an equal. But the real surprise is David Haig as the reptilian Pangol. His performance is a masterclass in subtlety and pathos, making you feel for this character even as his true nature is revealed.
"The Leisure Hive" is a bold, ambitious story that tackles some heavy themes. It's not a lighthearted romp, but a slow-burn mystery with a strong sci-fi backbone. The pacing might feel a little slow at times, but it allows the atmosphere to build, creating a sense of dread and unease that permeates the entire story. The ending, while a bit rushed, brings everything to a satisfying conclusion.
Overall, "The Leisure Hive" is a triumph. It's a thoughtful, well-crafted piece of science fiction that proves Doctor Who can be more than just monsters and chases. It’s a compelling start to a new season and a great example of the show at its most creative. If you're looking for a story that will make you think as well as entertain, then you need to book a ticket to Argolis. Just be careful with the frisbees.

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