Foreseeing a time when the Daleks have become the dominant lifeform in the universe, the Time Lords interrupt the Doctor's journey back to Nerva to send him on a special mission: return to Skaro, to the Daleks' infancy, and prevent their creation.
This is it. The Big One. The story that routinely tops the fan polls for favourite classic story. Incidentally, it was also the first Classic Who DVD I owned. But does it meet that hype? Honestly, yes. Is it the best ever for me personally? Time will tell, but it's damn good, damn good indeed.
By now we know full well how the Daleks work and think, but this takes us back to the very start, to the end of the thousand year war on Skaro, when both the Kaleds and Thals were getting desperate and virtually indistinguishable from each other in their hatred and violence, and in their treatment of the Mutos, the genetically imperfect and mutated victims of war; Kaleds and Thals united only in their rejection. But while we know the Thals will ultimately reject this road and mostly choose peace, and we even see the beginning of their taking this path when it looks like they've won, the Kaleds are always doomed to go the wrong way. As far back as the Dalek Invasion of Earth, there's been something inherently Nazi-ish about the Daleks, and it's very obvious when we see the people who would eventually become them. Their rhetoric, the young soldiers' vicious tempers, the boot clicks and little salutes, the uniforms, Nyder's even seen wearing an iron cross a few times for crying out loud. And in a lot of the Kaleds' dialogue, "Davros" can easily be replaced by "the fuhrer" and it wouldn't change much.
Talking of Davros, he finally makes his first appearance, and is immediately compelling, expertly played by Michael Wisher. Quiet and coldly calculating one minute, screaming and deranged the next, yet always thinking, always plotting. How many moves ahead is he thinking? How much of what transpires did he actually plan once he was certain the Daleks were ready? But his own pride, hubris, monstrous ego and own creations ultimately prove to be his downfall. This is the essence of Davros: a mad, ranting lunatic who thinks he's immortal, wanted to play God and thinks emotions are a weakness. Hitler if he was a scientist rather than an anti-semitic politician, with the cold, slimy Nyder as his ever faithful right-hand man. This one also does a wonderful job with the Daleks, filming them in shadow a lot, these mostly silent machine killers, until they decide they don't need to be told what to do anymore. I love the shots of them atop the trenches in the dim light, wreathed in smoke.
Ultimately, Genesis is damn near perfect. Harry becomes less of a joke (him being a military man, having to deal with people with guns is probably more familiar territory for him), a classic unforgettable foe is introduced, we have the wonderful "do I have the right?" and hypothetical virus exchanges, and not a single moment is wasted. If you're a Who fan at all, Genesis of the Daleks is required viewing. I just hope we haven't peaked too soon with the fan-favourite Classic Who story this early into Tom Baker's run.
Next time: Revenge of the Cybermen!