The TARDIS lands the Doctor and
Martha in the Lake District in 1909, where a small village has been terrorised
by a giant, scaly monster. The search is on for the elusive 'Beast of
Westmorland', and explorers, naturalists and hunters from across the country
are descending on the fells. King Edward VII himself is on his way to join the
search, with a knighthood for whoever finds the Beast.
But there is a more sinister
presence at work in the Lakes than a mere monster on the rampage, and the
Doctor is soon embroiled in the plans of an old and terrifying enemy. And as
the hunters become the hunted, a desperate battle of wits begins - with the
future of the entire world at stake.
Do you sometimes get a feeling of déjà vu when reading a book? Like you’ve
have read it before, even if you haven’t? It’s not all that surprising when
this happens, especially in genre fiction. There are only so many ideas to go
round after all and all you can really do is hope that the writer brings enough
of themselves to the book to make it stand out. For me these that’s part and
parcel of what to expect when you pick up a sci-fi/fantasy book.
Sometimes it goes a little too far though and you find yourself
wondering why you bothered to read the book in the first place. That’s exactly
how I felt reading ‘The Sting of the Zygons’, a book that borrowed a little too
heavily from Terrance Dicks’ ‘Doctor Who and the Loch Ness Monster’. Don’t get
me wrong, ‘The Sting of the Zygons’ (there’s a nice little play on words with
the title in the book) does its job perfectly well as a book, it certainly
proved a viable alternative to cleaning out the bathroom last night. Zygon
shapeshifting powers are used to chilling affect and the stakes are
appropriately high for a Doctor Who novel; David Tennant’s Doctor is also
portrayed very well. Normally you couldn’t ask for any more than that in a
Doctor Who novel; normally I wouldn’t but ‘Sting’ was just too similar to ‘The
Loch Ness Monster’. I found myself wondering why I was essentially reading the
same story over again. It’s not surprising that the Zygons have never really
been seen in the TV show if this what happens when you try to write a new story
about them.
A tale then that wears its influences a little too heavily to be
anything more than an entertaining diversion (although isn’t that what Doctor
Who is at the end of the day?) Its short length, two hundred and three pages,
saved the book as far as I was concerned. If the book had been fifty pages
longer I would probably got quite cross with it (love the cover though).
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