Doctor Who: The Twelfth Doctor: Year Three #11 - A Review

Stumbling across a powerless cargo ship in the middle of deep space is par for the course when The Doctor takes The TARDIS out to run a simple errand. It turned out to be far worse than a dead battery, however, as Bill quickly discovered the ship's cargo included 500 Heavenly Hosts and the ship's crew were mysteriously disappearing. Has this batch of Hosts gone bad?  Or is there something even more sinister on the ship?


Francesco Manna's artwork continues to be the worst aspect of this series. As in last month's issue, the level of detail varies wildly from panel to panel as does the quality of inking. Some pages such as the one above, are well-done. Others, like the one below, feature backgrounds that are ornately displayed with characters that seem to have escaped from a quick sketch! Another problem is there's often very little relation between a character's expression and the mood indicated by the dialogue.


I'd like to say that Richard Dinnick has redeemed himself this month after a rather static and cliched opening. Unfortunately, this issue sees The Doctor spending most of the issue pushing buttons while Bill gets into trouble. Cliched? A bit. And I'm afraid I jinxed myself with a comment in last month's review that has me actively dreading the next issue.

The Final Score: 5 out of 10. Competently done, mostly, but only the most devout of Whovians can stomach this one.