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We watched the Torchwood finale last night, and I think that's it for me and Torchwood. Much as I love Mr Barrowman, the penultimate part jumped the shark during his snog with the doomed airman. We got the point already - can the writers not express a subtle emotion without smacking us over the head with it?
The last one was even worse - pure self indulgence by the writers. There's a scene where Capt Jack berates his team for all being idiots, and for a moment I thought there might be an explanation why the whiny, hysterical fools had been recruited to their positions of global importance. But no, it was just more emo wank before they brought on the demon that they'd already shown us in the trailer. Then the whole sorry mess finally dragged itself to its obvious conclusion.
What annoys me is that it has moments of brilliance, and that the same people who seem so able in Doctor Who, seem to lose all sense of characterisation and ability to write a good plot as soon as the constraints of a family drama are relaxed.
Posted by MFreestone at January 2, 2007 08:38 PM