Across Time and Space
By Tony Cross
An Unofficial Doctor Who Companion with an introduction from Daniel Hardcastle
The Happiness Patrol
(First broadcast 2–16 November 1988 in three weekly parts)
I love The Happiness Patrol. I love the fact that the sets look like sets for a reason. Terra Alpha is an artificial paradise. Of course, it does not look right. It’s a Potemkin Village on a grand scale.
I love the fact that it is a satire of that Thatcherite 'family values' guff that we had to put up with throughout the 1980s. This is driven home by Sheila Hancock channelling Thatcher herself as Helen A. Helen A just wants the best for her people, but the ungrateful lot insist on being unhappy. Of course, it is their fault, not hers. She's strong and she's disciplined but like Thatcher herself, there were tears at the end. Helen A's tears are for Fifi, the small yappy-type dog gone psycho. The one thing she loves. She can cope with Joseph C (a laconic Ronald Fraser) doing a runner, but it is Fifi's death that gets the tears flowing. Unhappiness has prevailed.
I love the pink TARDIS.
I love the music. I love the use of the blues as a metaphor for comfortable melancholy.
I love that the silly guns, the silly costumes, and artificiality covers a genuine nastiness. The pretence that if you cover something with a coat of pink paint it can't be threatening.
I love Priscilla P (Rachel Bell) and Daisy K (Georgina Hale) even if they are murderous thugs. I love Harold Innocent's Gilbert M who with his whinging and complaining is a perfect illustration of the banality of evil. You can bet that the offices of the Gestapo and the KGB were filled with the same kind of petty complaints. Therefore I love Susan Q (Lesley Dunlop) who is a member of the Happiness Patrol and has realised that she can no longer ignore what she is doing.
I love the Kandyman in all his Bertie Bassett glory. With his squeaky, petulant, childish voice. Doctor Who has often squeezed darkness out of harmless looking stuff: schoolboys, cuddly toys, etc. Why not a walking, talking sweet? There's no explanation about what he really is but do we have to have all the i's dotted and t's crossed to enjoy something? Here's a cheer for gaps and untied loose ends.
I love the Kafkaesque logic of the Happiness Patrol which means they kill Silas P – who is an undercover member of the Happiness Patrol – because he looks unhappy when they stumble upon him, but can't bring themselves to kill the Doctor and the Drones at the end because they're HAPPY.
I love the fact that you can say this story has depth. That it can be about how society treats its minorities. It's a story that could only have come out of the 1980s but has a resonance even now. For killjoys read gay people, black people, immigrants. You or me.
I love Sophie Aldred. I love the fact that Ace hates everything that the Happiness Patrol stands for, that she reacts with genuine anger when poor old Harold V (Tim Barker channelling Deputy Dawg) gets killed and Priscilla P starts making James Bond-style jokes afterward. I love her awkward grumpiness. I love her line about wanting to make them very, very unhappy.
I love the fact that this is the Doctor being proactive again and showing a ruthlessness that he hasn't shown before as he basically topples an empire in one night. I love Sylvester in this story. He gets so many great scenes but the two that stand out for me are his disarming of the snipers with a combination of words and moral force: 'Look me in the eye, end my life.'
But I also like the finality of his 'It's done' while he watches Helen A break down over Fifi's body. There's a link between this story and 'Vincent and the Doctor' as an illustration that happiness without sadness is meaningless, that every life consists of and gets meaning from both. This and 'Remembrance of the Daleks' proves that whatever a certain kind of fan mythology might have you believe, Sylvester McCoy is a bloody good Doctor.
I love that this is a story about ideas and politics. That it isn't just a monsters vs the Doctor run-around. This is about what we are capable of. The 'disappearances', the bureaucratic blindness – willing or unwilling – illustrated by John Normington's Trevor Sigma, the fear, the propaganda, the courage, the resistance and the depth.
I love the fact that it isn't perfect, but its imperfections are irrelevant.
I love the whole blessed thing.
So sue me.
(p.s. we should add that not all reviews are this positive, Ed)
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