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The Faceless Ones
Although
the adversaries referred to in the story's title, the Chameleons, keep up
a commendably icy and ruthless nature throughout most of the story, this
turns out to create something of a false impression ultimately. They may
talk a good fight ("I want him dead before Captain Blade returns"), and
carry out some devious strategies (for example, replacing Polly with a
double who claims not to know the Doctor and Jamie, thus helping to
discredit their story) but they seem to become singularly compliant as
soon as a definite advantage is established over them. The Chameleon
duplicate of Meadows seems to virtually give up entirely once overpowered
by the Doctor and company, and apart from one attempt to break free near
the end of the story, co-operates fully and without protest. The Chameleon
Blade also seems to accept the Doctor's judgement very meekly and resigns
himself to the prospect of returning to his original blank form.
The Doctor's own lack of
vindictiveness is also noteworthy. Once the struggle is over, and the
advantage with him, he says nothing about punishing the Chameleons
further, and even offers to help come up with an alternative solution to
their problem. This although they have still caused a small number of
deaths (what exactly did Crossland report after finishing his
investigation into Gascoigne's disappearance?), and kidnapped thousands in
their cause.
Indeed, the mass
kidnappings pose a bit of a question which is never quite satisfactorily
answered, that being, why did no-one else apparently notice that their
loved ones were missing? Samantha turns up to enquire into her brother's
disappearance, but we never hear anything to suggest that any of the
others have been missed. Are they all supposed to be still on holiday? Of
course, that raises the issue of how long the Chameleons have been
carrying out their operations in the first place (not all that long,
presumably).
Apart from the supercilious
coolness Donald Pickering brings to his Captain Blade, the actors who make
the most impression here are Pauline Collins as Samantha (Sam), Colin
Gordon as the Commandant, and Bernard Kay as Crossland. Sam has an
engagingly chipper quality, and is very brash and self-confident for this
part of the series' history. Like Dodo, although more successfully, her
"working class authenticity" is denoted by a strong regional accent (Liverpudlian,
which the various Merseybeat groups of the time had helped make
fashionable), and she throws herself into the story with unabashed
enthusiasm. Jamie seems rather taken with her as well, and she isn't shy
of taking the lead in sharing a kiss or two with him. Whether this more
upfront side of character would have lasted had she become the full-time
companion that was originally intended is difficult to say, so while she
might have been a missed opportunity in one sense, it may also be as well
that the character was never in a position to be diluted.
Colin Gordon gives a
particularly well-judged performance in his role, managing just the right
sort of fussy pompous charm. As the story's main sceptic (fulfilling a
similar function to the authority figures who turn up in the various
base-under-siege stories of the era), he is deliciously sarcastic towards
the Troughton Doctor's wildly improbable and unconvincing claims, and it's
easy enough to understand his evident exasperation with the latter.
Although it's also quite charming that once the whole story is out in
open, he becomes as loyal and steadfast in his support as anyone could
wish for, even managing to take the initiative and both buy the Doctor
time and help save the day. Bernard Kay is also quietly impressive as the
stolid and well-intentioned policeman, even if he seems remarkably ready
to accept the Doctor's outlandish claims.
The Doctor's own status as
an outsider and non-conformist are brought to the fore here in various
ways, most notably his dismissal of passports as "some sort of official
mumbo-jumbo" and his unwillingness to tolerate having to meet the various
bureaucratic requirements of the airport when trying to report Gascoigne's
murder through legal channels. Very much the free spirit who is used to
travelling when and where he likes, he is often in need of an official
representative of the authorities to intercede for him (Crossland fulfils
that function in this story's case), but on the other hand it does hive
him the advantage of having a much wider frame of reference than the
others and make deductions they would never think to (such as when working
out what the aircraft's stationary status on the radar signifies).
Although even then this can cause problems as to how likely anyone is to
believe him.
The story tends to ramble a
little and is possibly overlong (there are a lot of escapes, captures,
near captures, traps sprung and evaded), as well as being slightly spoiled
by the regular use of naive-sounding terms like "ray gun". As a variation
on the concept of aliens stealing bodies or identities, it's one of the
more interesting in the series, and benefits from some assured acting, and
appropriately sinister music and sound effects. In some ways the (for its
time, unusual) contemporary setting makes it seem more, rather than less,
fantasy-based than its immediate neighbours.
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