I have to look up recipes for all the crow I’m about to eat.
After the season finale, I stood up, flipped off the television, and yelled, “F**k you, Torchwood!” and stomped off to the bathroom (because I’d had some wine during the broadcast). John followed me.
“Knowing it all wound up paying off,” he said through the door, “you want to go back and watch the rest, don’t you?”
“Yes you do.”
NO! I don’t!,” I yelled. “Damn it! I do! Son of a bitch!”
This is me when I like things. It feels good to like things.
A lot of what we’d been put through all season did pay off. All that seemingly wasted time with Gwen’s dad, all that running around to keep him out of the ovens, made his last moment meaningful. Not heartbreaking so much as it was a simple release, like slowing to a walk after a long, crampy run.
All that whiny insecurity from Esther at the beginning paid off. Not that I’m thrilled to see her get killed, but she really did grow and become a worthy badass.
Actually, I’m pretty irritated that Esther didn’t make it (along with Dr. Juarez and CIA Agent Q – I would’ve liked to have seen them in a genuine American Torchwood team). It’s not like this is the mid-90s – early Oughts, where every time we turned around, there was another awesome woman on screen. These days, I’ve got Gwen Cooper, Amy Pond, and Olivia Dunham and that’s about it. So, can we not be so willy nilly about killing off awesome ladies?
I’m not terribly satisfied with the explanation of The Blessing. Particularly being that there wasn’t an explanation, other than it’s just there and the laws of physics don’t apply and there’s still so much about Earth we don’t know even though we live here. Some bit of an actual explanation would have been preferable to that mystical nonsense. Not a full explanation, not even rooted in real science. It could have been totally made up science like the TARDIS’ chameleon circuit, so long as it worked within the context of Torchwood.
I’m also not satisfied with Jack’s blood. It was made very clear earlier in the season that Jack’s blood isn’t special and isn’t the cause of his immortality. He’s immortal because he’s a fixed point in time, which has nothing to do with blood. Unless being a fixed point in time now means he has Midiclorians in his blood or something. With that clearly stated, it doesn’t make sense that his blood would shut The Blessing down or make Rex immortal.
Oswald Danes didn’t really pay off. Those tangents with Angelo and Esther’s sister didn’t pay off. Eddie Hudson not only didn’t pay off, but his character turned out to be a magical negro. A complete waste of Eddie Hudson – he’s worth way more than his weight in geek baiting. Make the guy part of the team. Seriously. Who wouldn’t want to see a Ghostbuster in a Torchwood team?
But, even though I had all those problems with the season as a whole, I really did enjoy the finale. It was exciting. Gwen and Jack were back to their normal selves. The wealthiest 2% got their plans blown up. Rex is immortal. Jilly got a beat down.
Torchwood: Miracle Day managed to redeem itself in the end (mostly). It doesn’t absolve the rest of the episodes, but it ended strongly. And sometimes a good ending is enough for me.
Now, I’m off to do Iron Chef: Battle Crow.