Jack: "You said yourself, the world is going to hell any second. Before it does, give us a moment of grace. Just take Gwen home, please. I can't look at her any more."
I was in tears with this one. A
tragic finale really. In the end the children were saved. But the cost
was so terribly high, that it was difficult to see it as a victory.
Steven's gone. Ianto's gone. Jack's gone. Torchwood is seemingly in
tatters. I feel quite glum.
Frobisher a good man? Bridget thought so. And there's no question that
what he did, he did for the good of his girls. But it's hard to view
someone who commits familicide as a hero. The sad thing is, it wasn't
even necessary. In the end, Jack stopped the 456. The children were
never taken. Hats off though to Peter Capaldi. He was simply brilliant
in this role. Frobisher was a fascinating character from the get-go.
We'll never know his true motives, and he did some terrible, terrible
things. But his deeds affected him. He wasn't emotionally detached from
his crimes. There was hope for him. And, at least at the end, he cared
enough to spare his family the terrible fate which awaited them. He also
spared himself. Four shots rang out. It wasn't just the children. He
took all their lives... his own included.
my comments on day three, I was still hoping against hope that Steven
would be immortal. There was always an outside chance. I'd have sooner
betted on that, than on Jack sacrificing his grandson... even if it was
for the greater good. But, ultimately, it was
necessary. I imagine the fragile relationship that existed between Jack
and Alice is now gone. At the end she couldn't bring herself to go near
him. And Jack, clearly, can't live with himself. He's on the run...
from what he's done... from what he's become. Will he ever come back? If
there's a fourth season, I suppose he must.
In the end
it was all about drugs. The children produced chemicals that the 456
found pleasurable. They were in effect, drug traffickers. I found that
mildly annoying. It just added to the pointlessness of it all. Make no
mistake, this was a very bleak story. I thought “Exit Wounds” was a
misery-fest, but this episode left me feeling a lot lower. So what was
all the green stuff the 456 were spewing out? Some sort of reaction to
the drug? They never really told us.
I'm pleased the PM
got his comeuppance. People like that deserve all they get. Whatever
his punishment, it won't be enough. It never is. They way he treated
Frobisher, making him sacrifice his own children as part of a government
propaganda drive, was reprehensible. I think Bridget was in love with
Frobisher. If not in actuality, then certainly from afar. The kiss
confirmed it for me. And she spoke so softly of him, and with such
understanding, there was clearly a deep respect between them. And with
Lois' help she managed to trap the PM using Torchwood's contacts. A
payback for his treatment of Frobisher. Good on you, Bridget.
So there we have it. A fitting end to what's been a stellar week for Torchwood
(the show, if not the organisation). I've really enjoyed it, more than
any other season... truncated though it was. We never get the endings we
want. And I don't like the thought of Captain Jack being so lost. But
John Barrowman was brilliant throughout this whole season. I've never
seen him look more convincing as an actor. So I think the show still has
legs. I just hope the BBC allow them to run again.
Bit's and pieces:
-- Forget the fire extinguishers. All hail the brick!
It was good to see PC Andy and Johnny wading into the riot forces. I
actually liked Johnny. At times he was a bit crass, but his heart was in
the right place.
-- The best thing I've seen on British television all year. When Doctor Who returns in the autumn, it's going to have to work hard to match this.
Gwen: "I'm recording this in case anyone ever finds it. So you can see... you can see how the world ended."
Johnny: "He didn't say anything about my car did he?"
“There's one thing I always meant to ask Jack. Back in the old days, I
wanted to know about that Doctor of his... the man who appears out of
nowhere and saves the world. Except sometimes he doesn't. All those
times in history, when there was no sign of him, I wanted to know... why
not? But I don't need to ask any more. I know the answer now. Sometimes
the Doctor must look at this planet and turn away in shame."
Alice: "Even if 90 percent look away, what sort of a world are you leaving behind?"
Jack: "This planet is too small. The whole world is like a graveyard."
Gwen: "Come back with us."
Jack: "I haven't travelled far enough yet. I've had a lot of dirt to shake off my shoes."
Gwen: "Are you ever coming back, Jack?"
Jack: "What for?"
Gwen: "For me. It wasn't your fault."
Jack: "I think it was...."
Jack: ".....Steven, and Ianto, and Owen, and Tosh, and Suzie. All of them, because of me."
Gwen: "But you saved us, didn't you?"
Jack: "I began to like it... and look what I became. Still, I have lived so many lives. It's time to find another one."