Planet Of The Ood - a review of series four episde three of Doctor Who.
It is rare for a Saturday evening mainstream entertainment show to take on such topics as slavery and exploitation of an entire race. It isn’t exactly something that keeps television executives awake at night, wondering how they can incorporate these issues in to their next production. However, this is what the latest episode of Doctor Who managed to do - while at the same time retaining all the essential ingredients of broad family entertainment. There were the usual elements we have grown to expect - chases, mysteries and lots of grisly deaths but with the addition of demanding questions around human morality at its core.

The episode starts in a wonderfully cheeky way, an advert expounding the virtues of the Ood as the ultimate servant. They even make your tea! Throw in a heavy dose of corporate greed and the audience knows full well that there is going to be a shock in store for us before the title sequence begins (and I love the new version of the theme by the way, nice and heavy on the bass!). Sure enough, this episode does not disappoint.
Planet Of The Ood reintroduces us to the species that we first met in the last series in The Impossible Planet and its sister episode The Satan Pit. If they were spooky then, they are down right frightening in this episode. The Doctor and Donna come across a dying Ood in the snowy wastes of its home planet. Before the creature expires, its eyes glow red which leads the Doctor to wonder if his enemy from the previous series has somehow residually survived through some form of telepathy.
At the same time the human controllers of the Ood Sphere are having trouble with “red eye” themselves, with some of their Ood even becoming apparently rabid. With the Doctor and Donna infiltrating the organization (didn’t they do that in episode one?) the Ood finally have allies that they can trust. The Ood have previously been presented to us - and their human “owners” as simply a servant race, one which humanity stumbled upon and effectively rescued from a meaningless existence.

In this episode we come to realize - along with the Doctor who abandoned their fellows to a black hole - that there is much more to the Ood than meets the eye. They are a hive creature, effectively, who have two brains. Peaceful by nature, they are born with their second brain in their hands and use this to connect with the larger (much larger!) single brain that acts as a coordinator of their gift to the universe - their song. A gestalt like organism they are individually little use but when they come together they produce a song that is a combination of subliminal worship, wonder and innocence. Humanity has effectively lobotomized them by replacing their external brain with the translator device each is then forced to carry as a terrible and constant reminder of what they have lost.

This was a deft touch by the writer, Keith Temple. Most people are aware of whale song and this - plus the fact that we have hunted whales almost to existence - no doubt resonated with much of the audience. It is one of many visual nuances that this episode provides to ease the viewer through the lack of time the writer had to fully develop his ideas.
The Ood planet itself is beautifully realized but Donna initially doesn’t seem terribly impressed because of the weather. However once she dons a warm coat she takes in her first alien world with relish - and even manages to get a sly dig in about the size of the Doctor’s “box” at the same time. It is a relief that the Time Lord finally has a companion in the series who has a wardrobe that consists of more than three pieces of clothing and a mouth that borders on the blessedly cheeky. As we saw in Partners In Crime, Donna has brought her entire wardrobe - and ever so slightly bitchy wit with her and it pays off almost immediately. For sheer organization and for want of a better word, lip, she already outshines Martha and Rose!

Catherine Tate continues to surprise and delight. I am becoming accustomed to her odd foray in to her “show” characters and am beginning to think that she put more of herself in to them than previously met the eye. Would I be going too far to say that in Donna Noble, she is almost effectively playing herself? That would certainly explain the way that her character articulates when shocked, excited or just plain terrified! When the Doctor links her up telepathically so she can hear the captivity song of the Ood it was one of the more touching moments of the series so far. Tears were shed not for herself or her family but for an entire species. One could almost see the enormity of the truth realized on her face. She is unable bear their song for more than a short time so sorrowful it is in their bondage.

The episode was expertly directed by Graham Harper who is making something of a name for himself among fans of the show. The imagery that he employed throughout the episode sent a subliminal message to the audience. Anyone who has seen films set around Nazi concentration camps would have caught on very quickly to the reality of the situation. This meant that there was very little need for exposition around the awful truth or the need to moralize to any great extent. Anyone semi-literate in “film” would have consciously or otherwise understood who the real bad guys here were.
As ever in the new series, a lot of things happened in a very short space of time! This episode did, however, achieve a more reasonable balance than the previous two - Partners In Crime and Fires Of Pompeii. Whereas the first was plot-lite the latter tried desperately to get a feature length disaster movie in to fifty minutes - and suffered as a result. Planet Of The Ood gave us just enough of a combination of action and plot to be more than satisfactory. The end gave us this episode’s “Boe” moment when the Ood told the Doctor that his own song at some point had to finish, which gives fans food for thought. Is the Doctor going to die this series?
You always know there is going to be a high body count in an episode when there are hundred of security guards milling around and this was no exception. I did loose some sympathy with the Ood because they went on a kill, kill, kill spree - kind of the Viv Nicholson of the alien threat variety. It must be a matter of some depression for some RADA graduates that the highlight of their CV is “third guard killed by Ood”, but never mind -it keeps them in lentils no doubt.

There were excellent performances from the supporting actors but as ever there was little time for them to get their teeth in to their roles before they were gassed, electrocuted or transmogrified! Tim McInnery did particularly well as the deluded and ultimately Ood-ed scion of the family of industrial magnates made rich by the misery of an entire race. The Halpens themselves were made rich through misery and McInnery portrayed the character as a kind of Schindler who certainly wasn’t going to be making a list anytime soon.
Poor old Ayesha Darher as Sutana Mercurio was given very little time to establish her character as more than just a prop for the story before she was given the chop but did very well all things considered. At least she got to run around in the snow a while. It was a fantastic name for a character but there was no time for her development. I know this isn’t Shakespeare but one her final words were to mow down the Ood - hardly realizing one’s crimes before dutiful expiration! A mention for Roger Griffiths as the slightly unhinged Commander Kes is necessary here - again he did a lot with very little. Finally, a nod to Adrian Rawlings who painted the blank canvas that was Doctor Ryder with broad and sympathetic brush strokes but who had the most horribly undeserved death of the series so far.
The episode too managed to sustain the forty second century fashions and environments that we saw in The Impossible Planet. Full marks to the production team for this and to the writer for a skillfully written script.

Again there were some fine, thoughtful last scenes and ones which visually remain in the mind for a long time. This series does seem to be going from strength to strength. This was an exceptional, thoughtful and very well written episode of a so far excellent series. With the first of a two part Sontaran adventure coming up next week, it’s worth staying in on a Saturday night again.
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I can’t agree with you that CT is better than Freema at all. I think that Freema’s easy smile and more ‘natural’ acting was by far better than Catherine’s seemingly forced excitement.
Another thing is that you have to pay attention to the chemistry between the two principal characters. There seems to be none between these two. There was a significant amount of chemistry between ‘Rose’ and the Doctor and a nice healthy amount between him and ‘Martha’
Just a note, when you said that mankind has hunted the whales almost to…. did you mean extinction?
Thanks for the comments, Anne. I think I am being uber-positive about CT as some sort of kick back against the bashing that she had before the series started! I thought Freema was brilliant and am really looking forward to her return next week - I really hope she becomes a regular in Torchwood if it returns for a new series. I believe they have a few openings in the organisation!
I think the characters *do* have chemistry - they are like two kids who are having a sneaky ciggie behind the bike shed!
Sorry about the missing word! I do proof read but I missed that one! Thanks for all the comments - always appreciated!
Robert-john
Great review! I am really starting to look forward to your pieces every week - keep it up!
I’m afraid I can’t agree with your high score for this episode. The giant brain was just stupid, and the thought of a species developing that has to constantly use one of it’s free hands to carry around it’s brain was equally pathetic. I’m afraid that the series desperately needs some decent writers if it hopes to survive much longer.
Many years ago there was a story called the green death, global corporations pumping toxic wotever into local caves resulting in mutations, Giant Maggots and some dodgy dragonfly on strings at the end, but most people remember the maggots.
what is forgotten is that that story brought together a number of advisor’s and script editors, movers and shakers and some years shortly after the green party was born and became a political standpoint.
this story had a throwaway line about who made donnas clothes. which in itself spawns some expansive argument. however, we live in a world where one mans poverty or starvation is justified by rich men, using politics and need to create minimum working wages and sweat shops and telephone call centres and various other horrors all created by this unbalanced business greed. if this story encourages just one young person to look into some of the factors and change maybe just one persons life for the better then the line was valid and worth its time.
the whole story was a bit of a wotsit on todays times, how often have i heard that the poor want to work and serve and obey? well i havent, but thats the message i seem to hear when the privileged talk about the forgotten.
Donnas growing on me.
weve seen soppy brains in jars and all sorts before… there was a very suspicious blob with a protuberance called erato in a tom baker story called creature from the pit… and perhaps its worth having a good laugh at that before coming down too hard on the ood thingamy… it could have been so much worse!
other than that - classic base under siege mentality to the story, small group of survivors fighting for survival etc etc
the secretary who died surprised me, she had a chance to do good and chose (albeit through fear and lack of trust) to betray our hero, how many times does fate lay similar (but less extreme) decisions like that at our feet? where due to a lack of knowledge we choose to close a door that leads to the unknown?
as a smoker i sympathised with the ood coughing their brains out. great stuff.