You know how I said before all this started that I was worried that nothing was ever going to be the same again?
Well, it's not, is it?
Earlier in the week someone posted on torch_wood that writer James Moran twittered that 'this is not the end if we can help it'. But a Series 4 after that? How, and where? Where do you start from? Do you get Jack to come back, dooming him to go through all of that all over again? Do you have Gwen pick a new team and start again, without Jack?
I don't want Torchwood to be over for good, of course I don't. All this week the thought that this could be the end has frightened me more than anything else.
But with that ending? Wow. Leave it there, guys, leave it there.
The message this series have left us with? We are not ready. There is no line of defence. Put people on the front line and they inevitably crumble under the strain.
And so we're faced with this. In the world of Torchwood, alien life exists and it will crush us underfoot. And in real life? We are utterly alone in the universe, a tiny speck of life shining out in the dark. And we will die, eventually. When the Sun expands and engulfs us we will cease to exist. The only hope is that maybe, an indeterminable distance into the future, with the right random combination of collapsing dust clouds, of elements, of hydrogen, carbon, nitrogen and oxygen (or maybe not, maybe this world will exist of things we cannot and will not ever discover or name), just by chance something will spark again.
I will see Doctor Who in an entirely new light now.
Thanks for giving me something to think about, Torchwood. It's been fun. And thank you for being brave enough to actually go there, and not try and tack on a false happy ending to make us feel better. Well done, show.
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Date: 2009-07-11 07:03 am (UTC)I'm so sorry, bb. I feel like that too.
I was starting to grieve for Ianto too. I was gonna get over it eventually. But you know what it was? It was Jack. Seeing Jack break, finally, irrevocably, terribly - that broke me. I wasn't even that distraught after S2, and Tosh and Owen died, because Jack hugged Gwen and Ianto close to him and said "Now we carry on." And because he was holding on, I could carry on believing that together the three of them would make it all okay.
God, I want some new canon right now.
I do as well, if only to have something to focus on other than THIS. But on the other hand I feel like I ought to turn my back on the Whoniverse and just...disconnect for a little while? IDK. I'm too emotionally invested. And everything about DW is changing soon too, and I was willing to go with that, because I love this show and trust the writers to know what they are doing. But if DW decides to break me again later this year, and it's even a fraction as harrowing as this was, that trust is rapidly going to disappear, and that makes me even sadder because I felt sure before this that I had signed up forever.
But yes, oh what a ride. :P