- OK, most importantly: OMGYAY Tosh-centric epsiode that doesn't make her a needy idiot. Automatically becomes best Torchwood ep yet, even before the Actually Quite Good aspect. Good on ya, Helen Raynor.
- And yay, Tosh got her shag. When they interrupted them with a phone call just as they were heading back to Tosh's flat I was really worried she was going to be deprived, but then it all worked out.
- I'm getting a bit tired of "OMG, to save reality we have to pragmatically sacrifice this individual". Because Seven is my Doctor, so I'm kind of used to that from people who are meant to be much less evil than Torchwood.
- I'm also a bit concerned at the repeating pattern that the sympathetic characters are the guest stars caught up in Torchwood's wake. I would like it if I liked more of the Torchwoods too. But snarky-Ianto's growing on me very fast, and Martha's coming soon. So I'm sure it'll be OK.
- JB's acting's gone back up a notch, thankfully. I think maybe the direction sold it for me somewhat -- all the swirly cameras when he's crouch-monologuing about psychic batteries and that.
- I didn't follow the plot entirely. Was it entirely a "we're here because we're here because we're here because we're here" time loop?
- 1918 Torchwood FTW! I do love Harry and Gerry rather a lot. (I have decided that Harriet takes the male shortening to fit in, or something. This is how much I love them, I had fanon of them within two seconds of the episode finishing. Actually I have loads of fanon for them. Most of it's going in this fic I'm writing though. The thing I can't fit in is that the photo of them was taken around the time of their appearance in 1918: ironically, after seeing off all manner of alien threats, Harriet fell victim to the Spanish flu.)
- I wonder if 1918 Torchwood thought that the twentieth century was when everything changed? 'Cos really, in terms of Whoniverse history, that's a much more plausible claim. 1901-2000 is a much thicker bit of my shiny new Ahistory than 2001-2100. The cryogenic freezers are clearly salvaged alien tech if they had them back then. Some silly people on OG seem to not believe that WWII could have happened the same way with Torchwood having that much tech, but clearly they were engaged in a terrible secret war against the mystical branch of the SS. And there was that pesky Spear of Destiny.
- Yet again, of course, DNA doesn't work that way. Thankfully, I no longer need to worry about this element of the TW universe as I have finally realised the obvious truth this points to: Owen is a member of Faction Paradox and it's really all voodoo stuff using the blood samples, so there's no need to worry about the science at all. (Or he's a Sycorax sleeper agent or something, if you want the Rusticated version.) The real reason Owen and Gwen split up was that she found the cryptozoological skull mask at the back of the wardrobe. She didn't understand the significance; she just thought it was one kink too far.
- You just know that Owen's mask is of a Primord.
- But I am very annoyed that I can't work out a good Cousin-name for Owen. There must be one.
- We are being sold Jack/Ianto very hard, aren't we? That was the most "just kiss him dammit" moment we've had yet. But note that they got more lip-on-lip action than Tosh/Tommy, who are a one-off ship. There are two reasons I can think of: redressing the balance of exploitation after S1, aka Torchwood And The Gratuitious Lesbianism, and setting up Jackanto so that Ianto can be all jealous when
Spike Captain JohnSpike comes back and they do the literally shagging the house down thing.
- For some reason, I've started finding the "created by RTD" credit rather irritating. It's so much a Who spinoff that it feels to me like it is part of Who, not its own thing. Or maybe I have just become that much of a h8r. Which would annoy me, because I try so hard not to hate.
I'm halfway through The Silurians on DVD at the moment. First time I've seen it since the '90s repeat run. Season 7 really is good, isn't it? I do love Liz, and Pertwee's great when he can be bothered.
Before we leave Who: Tat Wood in About Time 6 is wrong about several important things. But not Ghost Light. And he is normally quite funny even when he's wrong. (Yes, I have had a nice package from Mad Norwegian recently.)
This week's comics
House of M Avengers #4 All a bit of a big setup for the final issue, which feels hamstrung by the fact that we know what happened in the "real" House of M. Great play on Luke's "Christmas" catchphrase, though. And oh, look, alt-Boom-Boom. You just know she'd never have been it if it hadn't been for Nextwave. (It's like Shakespeare, you know. But with lots more punching.) I officially like Christos Gage now, by the way. All prior reservations rescinded.
New Avengers Annual #2 In and of itself there's a lot to like here. Ms Marvel not being an arse. A really satisfying Big Fight. The really fairly shocking twist at the end. Bendis calling a furry a furry. But, and it's a big but, this story seems to serve to take Doctor Strange off the board YET AGAIN. And retrospectively retcon him as having dabbled in bad sorts of magic (still, at least he's not a Skrull) because apparently dealing with a motley bunch of villains is harder than seeing off Dormammu et al over and over again -- unless it's talking about Zomtor Strange in WWH, I suppose, but it seems a bit out of sync for that. I shall only be happy if it's all leading to a back-to-basics mini. Or better yet a solo Doc ongoing. (This is the second time [the first being HoM] that Bendis has had Doc bemoaning his failure-as-Sorceror-Supreme. It's getting a bit tiresome.)
Green Lantern #27 So apparently, the Guardians haven't learned anything. Ever. "Let's make GLs who are more like Manhunters!" Those would be the Manhunters that turned out to be dangerously useless with their whole genocidal genocide thing? And who've only recently been involved in the big war you only narrowly won? Right ... Well done, gnome dudes. You are indeed the Time Lords of the DCU. It's a pity, because the idea of Green Lantern Internal Affairs appeals to me a whole lot. Green Lantern Mad Cyborg Internal Affairs is much less interesting. I hope that the "bizarre conclusion" (oh, good old comics, still using "bizarre" as an unalloyed positive adjective) is a very final sort of conclusion. (I'm also a bit annoyed that John was the only one to reject it; it would have been a) a nice bit of characterisation for one of the bit part Lanterns and b) not have played into the bloody Humans R So Speshul thing.)
Suburban Glamour #3 OK, so now I'm going to try and talk about Jamie McKelvie's art without just rattling off a list of superlatives. I may well fail. But there's something about the simplicity and clarity that he draws things with that means that his art goes in through my eyes and turns straight into Meaning in my brain without needing any conscious processing at all. Even subtle shifts in expressions or small movements between panels leap out because everything's so ... clean isn't the right word, but it's the best I can do. It's the epitome of sequential art as storytelling. Look at the page (and yet again, it's SG that makes me want to buy a scanner) with Astrid's cuddly toy (whose name I shamefully can't remember) deleting Dave's phone message. The only captions are speech bubbles coming from the phone's voicemail, and you don't actually need to read them to understand what's happened. It's WONDERFUL. It makes reading -- and rereading, and rerereading -- his comics an unadulterated pleasure.
Silly Big Event comics from a while ago
I had a look at, but didn't buy, the Civil War script book. It seems to mostly involve little sidebars from Mark Millar and Tom Breevort telling us we were interrogating the text from the wrong perspective when we decided that the people who behaved like arseholes were arseholes. Apparently they shouldn't have let the people writing the tie ins make their own minds up, or they should have released the tie ins a different order so we didn't make our own minds up. Funny thing is, I read the whole thing in trades and started with the main book, so I must be some sort of weird aberration. Oh, and, hilariously, Captain America is such a strategic genius that he can never ever be the underdog. In any situation. And it wasn't anyone's fault that the Thor clone went wrong, because it's never anyone's responsibility to consider possible consequences of your actions as long as they're well intentioned. YAY! I shall put Mark Millar on my lawyers' speed dial when I go on a genocidal rampage for world peace.
Oh, and earlier in the week, I finally caught up with Infinite Crisis. I think I was ruined for this by having read things set subsequently, including 52, as it feels like a large part of the fun it's having lies in setting up a whole range of possible reboots for the DCU, all of which then fails to take place. But it's a good fun bit of cast-of-thousands cosmic events stuff along the way. Needs more Green Lanterns, though.
Dear creators, please please please stop pretending that you're presenting both sides of a conflict equally and leaving it up to the audience to make up their minds when there are in fact clear Good Guys and Bad Guys. Yes, I'm looking at you, Millar. And I'm looking at you, Dan Didio in your intro to the Infinite Crisis hardcover. I'm also looking back through time at you, JMS plugging The Big Revelations of Z'ha'dum. (Wow, I have unexpectedly long-lasting bitterness on that one.)