As a Doctor Who fan, that is also a big fan of books, I am eternally grateful of how much I and the fandom has with regards to what we can read. We have novelisations of classic TV stories and (more recently) ones of the new revival, the rare and occasional novella for when wants to read something that is original fiction but not quite the length of a full blown novel, as well as the pantheon of novels, original ones based of the classic series, new series, and spin offs based off real ones (like Torchwood), or the fictitious (ones such as Time Hunter).
I have been an avid fan of Doctor Who books since 2014, and have read pretty much everything that the medium can throw at me. I think (from what I have read in my time) that the hardest ones to do is/are (the) novellas that pop up. You almost have no already existing material to base it off of, and have an extremely limited page count (sometimes even less than 100 pages, with the likes of "The Eye of the Tiger" being only 79 pages), to work with.
You have to create something that is engaging and good with extremely limited space (or time (if we were to go down even more metaphorical routes)), and this is extremely difficult. I have read very few novellas (even outside of Doctor Who) that manage to be a good read. Quite a few of the novellas I have read (particularly telos' "Time Hunter" range) have failed to be good imo, mainly either because;
1. The ideas they have are to big to be contained within so little pagenation
2. Or they just simply fail to be anything good.
"Foreign Devils" unfortunately succeeds in falling under the category of numero 2, almost to a catastrophic level of failure.
The plot itself is paper thin, with very little beef or anything worth to note. But that isn't even my biggest problem...
My biggest one being that it felt like that Andrew Cartmel didn't even give a shit. So much so to the point where I don't think he even tried.
Now if you know me outside of Goodreads, you'll probably know that I am nuts for 1960s Doctor Who. Out of the 50 stories that were transmitted, I have experienced roughly 45 of them at least twice each. It's an era I know extremely well, and as such I am very familiar with the recurring characters (namely the tar dis teams and in tern the doctors). Now, I know Patrick Troughton's Doctor isn't exactly the easiest one in the world to re-realise, but here it seems like that no effort what-so-ever was even attempted or put into his characterisation or realisation within this book, same can be applied to Jamie and Zoe, him/they just feel like the ordinary one off supporting characters that are also featured within this novella. There is nothing at all with regards to the spark that this tardis team have, not even an attempt!
Probably the worst offending point of proof of my previous paragraph is the fact that Jamie gets sidelined in the book, and that The Doctor doesn't even seemed worried about it. Let me draw you to the clip from "The Mind Robber" episode 1, where they're in the void and both Jamie and Zoe run out of the Tardis into the nothing with the 2nd Doctor being extremely distraught and worries that they have gone against his wishes. Now, of all Doctors, I don't know about you; but this is the last one that would come to my mind for not giving a toss about his companions.
If I had to compare this book to any TV story, I'd say "The Talons of Weng Chiang", not only because of the very oriental setting, but because of how racist it can be. In the prologue a character (A) is trying to do a deal with a Chinese man (B) with regards to opium, and it's described that A is thinking of B as being a; "slippery yellow customer". Yikes.
Overall;
Congratulations Andrew Cartmel. You've managed to shit out possibly the most effortless (in the worst way possible) Doctor Who story I have ever experienced. Easy contender for one of the worst Doctor Who sixties stories and Doctor Who books I have ever read.
2-3/10