The comedy’s trying a little too hard in this Doctor Who literary outing…
Oh dear.
Simon Messingham is a veteranDoctor Whospin-off writer, with seven titles under his belt.
For this tale, he takes a traditional hunters-and-hunted scenario and seeks to turn it on its head.
The concept is commendable; the execution aint.
An interplanetary nobleman named Sebastiene calls a meeting of a highly specialized hunting league.
These caddish baggers track down endangered species and extinguish them.
As a Time Lord, the Doctor belongs to one of the rarest species of all.
Each hunter is given his own artificially created environment to snare their prey.
If they fail, Sebastiene gets to hunt them.
For some barely-explained reason, Sebastiene creates a double of the Doctor, identical down to his DNA.
So theres no real sense of danger or excitement.
Dramatic tension is lost for the sake of a quick chuckle.
But the real problem with this CD lies with its sloppy narration.
His robot servants have monotonous voices, even though they profess to love their master.
Combine that with the storys confusing prologue, and youve got a lesser entry in theDoctor Whoseries.
Rating:
2 out of 5
