Doctor Who: Time Fracture review â a close encounter with cosmic anarchy
âI tâs been a frantic day,â says Leonardo da Vinci with a sigh. He is leaning on a scattered collection of sketches, the top drawing of which, weâve just learnt from a gun-slinging Gallifreyan, is an invention that could lead to the end of the universe. He rubs at his eyes and I know how he feels: Iâve just run from a cyberman through a tapestry into the 16th century after making a pact with the head of the Daleks.
Taking place in a building that really does seem bigger on the inside, this production of Doctor Who by Immersive Everywhere in collaboration with BBC Studios is frenzied, fun and utterly chaotic. The cast are immensely hard-working, but it feels like weâve walked in halfway through rehearsals.
Snout to worry about ⦠a pig-man on set.A time fracture from a future explosion has caused a rip in the fabric of the universe, throwing time and space off-kilter. Weâre wandering through the centuries trying to pick up clues. With the doctor caught up elsewhere, she has recommended her best agents (thatâs us) as volunteers for UNIT. If we canât fix the gaping, glowing crack in the wall, itâll mean the end of everything thatâs ever existed.
The night is so hectic, Iâd struggle to give the exact details of our plan to save the day. By the time we get to our destination, I couldnât tell you why we are there or what side we are on. But none of that really matters. The wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey specifics â and frankly the plot â are secondary to this showâs strong suit: the aliens.
Iâm sitting on a spaceship when an Ood appears, asking if Iâve seen his blind date. His face is stunning, its tentacles squishy and wet. Off to the side is a lizard woman from the dawn of time, her scales glistening as she serenades us. In the alien market, with adverts featuring Pete Tyler pasted on the walls and names of companions scratched into bar tables, a pig-man starts a fight, while a few corridors down lurks a Weeping Angel, grey hands covering its stony eyes.
The Great Gatsby review â intimate immersive show offers heady discombobulation Read moreThe Easter egg-packed show directed by Tom Maller, part of Secret Cinemaâs creative team, is brimming with these playful ideas. But Time Fracture is let down by its logistical chaos. For the first half-hour weâre in a UNIT base where everything is too crowded, everyone is shouting and no one seems to know whatâs going on. We spend too long getting pep talks about saving the universe when all we want to do is get on with it.
Cybermen wander the set.As we venture into the alien world, the poorly organised guiding system means thereâs no way to keep track of who has been where or what weâve been told. Neither is it open-world enough for us to easily stumble upon a new story. Before everyone joins together for the overlong ending, itâs easy to feel like youâre constantly missing out on something better.
In spite of the disarray, there is something enormously special in moving among the same aliens whom youâve grown up hiding from behind the sofa. The actors make them feel so alive. As we duck under a fireplace to take a breather, the power cuts out. There are screams and shouts to get down. A familiar stomp and clank of metal rings around the room. A silver arm is raised and a body falls to the floor. I feel a hand grab mine. Run.
Doctor Who: Time Fracture is at Davies Mews, London, until 17 April 2022.