That’s it, I suppose.
And really, that was the end. For whatever reason, be it creator burnout or ratings or both, to date there’s been no more Torchwood, and given controversies that erupted around some Doctor Who-related actors more recently, it’s likely there won’t be any more in the future. There’s probably some comic book tie-ins and Big Finish audio plays out there for all I know (I haven’t really checked), but that’s it for the TV version.
And…yeah, it looks like no one planned for this to be the end, with Rex sitting up back from the dead, now apparently as immortal as Jack is again once the world was repaired. People died when they should have, the mole was caught, Esther died, and…how connected to Esther was I supposed to be? She and Rex were too new, and it sure did look like Rex was smitten with her, but he was smitten with someone else not that long ago, so I don’t know what to say.
Plus, what was the point of Oswald Danes? Was he just there to punish the head villain because that unnamed woman was someone the audience only just met one episode earlier, she was not in charge of the Families, and you didn’t really need Oswald Danes to do that. Sure, it’s always nice to see Frances Fisher, but the point stands.
However, dying resumed, Jack gets to live, Gwen pulled the trigger to make sure it happened, knowing full well it would kill her own father while Rex, on the other side of the world, did the same thing knowing it would doom Esther and maybe himself. And the whole thing was a plot to ensure that the Families controlled the banks and as a result the world’s governments and then got to personally decide who got to live and die for all eternity.
As sci-fi plans go, it isn’t the worst, and Miracle Day did put a lot of thought into how terrible a world without death would be. There’s a lot of fine details on display, and that helped. But this last batch of episodes thought they gave us enough reason to care for characters we never got to know all that well, including a child killer whose purpose never made sense, and arguably ran for too long. Compare that with the tightness of the fantastic Children of Earth where some aliens want a percentage of the Earth’s children to use for the purpose of getting high and the direct threat such creatures posed, the tragedy that Jack went through on multiple levels to ensure the aliens left and never came back, and the way the team seemed to split apart at the end…yeah, that was a highly appropriate finale where the only reason it wasn’t was they decided to make more episodes later.
That may be Torchwood in a nutshell. It was never as good as it certainly wanted to be, with a first series that confused sex and violence for maturity, a second that did some good course-correction, a third that was fantastic, and a fourth that was fine for the most part but largely unnecessary. The highs were very high, but the lows were just a lot of blah stuff. Not the worst thing I’ve ever seen, but certainly the least interesting considering what the show could do. I’m not sure I’m going to miss it too much. I can’t say that I am much of a Captain Jack fan, a Doctor-lite sort of character without the benefit of actually being the Doctor.
Though I did dig Gwen’s Welsh accent, almost certainly actress Eve Myles’s own.
But that’s that. 7.5 out of 10 overstayed welcomes. If this show had ended with Children of Earth, I suspect that grade would be a bit higher. Miracle Day was fine, but it reminded me too much of Torchwood at its most mediocre, a show that tried to do a little more than it was capable of, but when it hits its heights…man, was it good.
So, I guess it’s back to the Doctor. I figure I’ll finish off the Eleventh Doctor’s stories, up to and including the 50th anniversary specials, and after that…I have something a bit different in mind before go on to the Twelfth Doctor.