Axiom’s End‘s story concerns the aesthetics and tropes of the sort of mid-2000s science fiction that some would describe as “trashy” … and approaches them with the delicacy of more profound science fiction such as Contact or Arrival. The result is a wonderful collision of artistic sensibilities; it’s like discovering a Power Ranger in the background of a Bouguereau painting, and finding that it’s still beautiful.
On the surface, Dodo is no different to any of the other friends the Doctor has made on their fifty year voyage back and forth across space and time. Why is she so infamous amongst tinfoil robots and bubblewrap monsters?