Right what’s all this with the Web Planet hatred!
It’s glorious!
Cards on the table, if you gave me a choice of sitting down to watch The Web Planet or the next story, The Crusade, I’d almost always choose The Web Planet.
I love Doctor Who when its ambitious. I love Doctor Who when it does something different to the norm.
The Web Planet has no other human or humanoid characters (unless you count the Menoptra, at a push). I love the concept of a planet inhabited by insectoid species and the Menoptra and beautiful especially when flying with those expansive wings. When Barbara sees a Menoptra’s wings being ripped away, the pain and horror is palpable. The Zarbi are clunky but actually I rather like them and the Venom Grubs/larvae guns. My favourite though have always been the devolved Optera. Their brilliant way of talking has a poetry that always amuses me:
HETRA: A silent wall. We must make m mouths in it with our weapons. Then it speak more light.
And the bit where Nemini sacrifices herself
NEMINI: The vapour sleeps at our feet. Move slowly.
HETRA: Nemini! Soon the mouth will appear. The walls are thin.
NEMINI: The liquid hate from above.
IAN: The acid pools. Get away!
HETRA: No, no! She must block the mouth or we will die. (Nemini sacrifices herself to stop the acid from getting in)
I love the alien names but the stroke of genius is having the aliens mispronounce Ian and Barbara’s names - Heron and Arbara.
The cliffhanger where the Doctor and Vicki are smothered in web always chilled me and the decision to give the Animus an alluring female voice is inspired (remember, at this time in the show, female villains were few and far between - Kala in one episode of The Keys of Marinus and that was it).
This story continues the concept of the early days of Doctor Who - rapidly forgotten as the series progressed into the later 60s and 70s - of not all aliens being monsters. The Menoptra and Optera are successors to the Sensorites and the Zarbi are only monstrous under the Animus’s influence.
The actors behind the aliens, I think, all do an excellent job, especially Arne Gordon as Hrostar and Roslyn de Winter as Vrestin.
When I first saw this on VHS I was convinced there was a problem with the picture which was all blurry and smeared in some scenes. Of course, I now know it was deliberate and whilst we have to admit Richard Martin may not always have been the best director Who ever had, he was at least ambitious and this story continues his habit of trying to find high shots and interesting angles.
And, as always, the regular cast is brilliant throughout and Maureen O’Brien has really settled in as Vicki.
I will admit that, the last time I watched this, I did find it a bit slow and was less enamoured with it but I can’t fail to look on it with fondness and acknowledge that it’s the sort of story no other show could really do. It’s very Doctor Who.
Oh and Barbara saves the day again.