Genesis of the Daleks stands tall among Doctor Who stories. No matter what the media, from its original TV incarnation to its soundtrack and even this novelization, the word iconic can be used to describe it. Frequently repeated and re-released, it’s a striking piece of work. Not to mention that its combination of Tom Baker’s Doctor and its telling the origins of the series greatest villains helped to push its novelization into being the bestselling Doctor Who book of its time. Yet, beyond nostalgia, how does this prose version of Genesis of the Daleks hold up?
Like so many of the best novelizations, some of what made the TV version work so well as present here. The cast of characters that Terry Nation created most of all, from Davros and Nyder to Sevrin and Bettan, with minor bits of expansion for many of them. The atmosphere is present and correct, particularly in the early chapters set in the wasteland that took up much of the opening installment of the televised serial. The description from Dicks of the trenches lined with bodies (seen through the eyes of Sarah) goes farther than the TV version could have dared gone. There’s moments of slight alteration, revealing perhaps original intentions, including having Tom Baker’s Doctor employing Venusian aikido in an effort to ward off Thal attackers later in the same sequence and a linking scene between the part three cliffhanger and the opening scene of part four. Indeed, for someone who counts the TV version as a favorite but wondered about those journeys back and forth between domes and bunkers, Dicks offers some nicely executed linking sections between on-screen sequences. Dicks doesn’t go as far on expansions as either a number of his fellow authors or indeed his own earlier (or even much later) novelizations, but those moments help make (re)reading this a worthwhile experience.
Which is a positive because, otherwise, this is very much a standard Target novelization from Dicks. It’s fast paced, to be sure, and clicks along nicely at 140 odd pages. But it’s that same pace and the tendency towards pulp prose that also lets the novelization down in places. Moments that lose the emphasis they had on-screen, say, where Dicks is more focused on a need to get readers of all ages to flip. It’s something which leaves a number of supporting characters such as Gharman and Ronson feeling like fodder for the Daleks instead of sympathetic characters. The final scenes with Davros, the Kaled Scientific Elite, and the Daleks in the bunker are further examples of this with the Daleks mowing down characters left and right without much impact. It’s a shame given the strength of what Dicks had to work from even just off of Nation’s original script.
Yet when Dicks wanted to, he could deliver those powerful moments. The iconic scene of the Doctor holding the wires, realizing the moral dilemma literally in his hands, is every bit as powerful in prose as on-screen. The Daleks, too, are wonderfully presented with the final sequence of them turning on their creator likewise well-realized on the page (and with Dicks coming up with a neat in-universe reason for why we witness that final Dalek speech). Perhaps it was a case of Dicks having to choose what to focus on with the limited page and word count of the Target novelizations, but the realization of those moments highlight how insufficient other parts of it weren’t.
A classic novelization, one worthy of its bestseller status? Not quite as the quality of Dicks prose proves, separated from nostalgia at least. What remains is an immensely readable novelization, one that captures some of its source material’s strengths and its iconic moments in prose. Even if it doesn’t quite reach those heights often enough.