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| publication = The Daily Telegraph
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| date = 1974-12-17
| author = John Barber
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| categories = The Seven Keys to Doomsday
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Christmas Show

Young people who enjoy being pleasantly scared should have lots of fun at "Seven Keys to Doomsday," a spectacular thriller at the Adelphi with Dr Who and the Daleks, from Terry Nation's well-known series on BBC television.

This brand-new adventure, written by Terrance Dicks, is of course exactly like all the others.

We have to wait some time for the Daleks to appear, those outsize salt-cellars whose nasty robot-cum-Hitler voices are always snarling" "Emergency! Exterminate! I obey!"
 
But when they do appear, on the mysterious planet Karn, the Daleks have the advantage of the help from John Napier.  This spectacular designer contrives to whirl Dr. Who's police-box spaceship, the Tardis, into future time-- and more: he fills Karn with mutated monsters and appalling machines.

Some parents may be put off by so much ugliness and violence.  But everyone will enjoy a Trevor Martin's Dr Who, a fruity actor-laddie, Wendy Padbury's girlish Jenny (with a screen to rival Fay Wray's on seeing King Kong) and James Matthews's Jimmy, whose grizzling unsoppiness gives the show much of its appeal.

As for the story, it isn't much.  I will only divulge that it involves a quest for the Crystal of All Power, by way of the Cave of Electronic Death, a He-Ancient 12 feet tall, and enough echo-chamber bleeps to launch another Apollo.

A super-show for school kids, who will revel in the stage stunts.  But it would give any nicely brought-up tot the screaming heebie-jeebies.

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