It was 1987 or 8, and I was 15/16 going through a "sh*t I'm approaching adulthood but I still feel like a kid" phase, and I'd talked to my mum and dad about my earliest memories, and Doctor Who was a surprisingly large part of them. So they bought me the VHS of this for Christmas, and it was perfect. Because I had two younger sisters (who I adore) who also had videos, I couldn't watch it all on Christmas Day, but I watched the classic Tom titles, and that was enough for me. Brilliant.
Boring personal stories aside, it's a brilliant piece of minimum-people, maximum-atmosphere that Doctor Who did so well at that time (still does, given chance - loved Midnight). Gabriel Woolf is fantastically menacing. Much as I love TIP/TSP, a bit of me was still disappointed when the big bad wasn't actually Sutekh.
Boring personal stories aside, it's a brilliant piece of minimum-people, maximum-atmosphere that Doctor Who did so well at that time (still does, given chance - loved Midnight). Gabriel Woolf is fantastically menacing. Much as I love TIP/TSP, a bit of me was still disappointed when the big bad wasn't actually Sutekh.



