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Torchwood: Children of Earth

July 14th, 2009 · Posted by Skuds in Life · 5 Comments · Life

From what I have heard and read, a lot of people who have not seen Torchwood before, or who had seen it and didn’t like it much, really liked the recent five-day series, so you can only imagine how it was received in this house where we are all fans of the first two series.  We really enjoyed it if that is the right word for something so grim and apocalyptic.  Maybe ‘appreciated’ is more appropriate.There was a real sense of event to the whole thing, some great performances, particularly from Peter Capaldi and Katy Wix, but above all the programme did what science fiction is supposed to to: it made you think.  In the very best science fiction the science is almost secondary because it is not about the science but about human nature and how people would react to given events.  A great example of this is The Day of the Triffids (currently being repeated on BBC Four, and being re-made).   It is not about the triffids or about everyone going blind; it is about how everyone reacts to that and copes with it.

So in Torchwood, there is an alien menace with lots of unanswered questions (if they have a demand for millions of children, how come they got by for so long with just a dozen?  How do they remotely deliver a virus to a specific place?  With so much power why didn’t they just take what they wanted anyway? etc.)  but that is secondary to the response from the government, from the Americans, from the normal population, and from characters we already know.

I have a book called The Meek Inheritance by James Balmain, that is pretty depressing.  It was written when AIDS was still new and extrapolated the hysteria at that time, speculating a situation where a government came up with a unique plan to isolate the ‘plague’ which was breathtaking in its callousness but where each step towards it followed logically from the last.  No aliens in that book, but it is science fiction in the sense of being speculative fiction.  Similarly Darwin’s Radio by Greg Bear starts with a premise of human evolution creating a new species but the whole book is really about how the world reacts to that.

Torchwood was similar in that the abiding memory of it will not be the obscured alien thrashing about in its tank, or its arrival in a column of flame: it will be when the female politicain says “what else are school league tables for” or when Frobisher goes into his daughters’ bedroom and three shots are heard, followed by a fourth, or some other shocking moment like that.

Watching Day One I would have imagined that the scenes of entire playgrounds full of children frozen in silence and then intoning together would be the memorable ones, hardly suspecting how they would be overshadowed by the later days’ events.

There were so many things wrong with the series, possibly a result of having to cut down on the planned number of episodes to go onto BBC One, but really they are so easily ignored in the face of the extremely brave writing. – allowing children to die so vividly, even at the hands of somebody who is notionally the hero.  The word I have seen most often in any commentary about the show is “harrowing” and I think that is with good reason, because it was a very bleak picture of human nature that was painted.

Having seen it all, knowing that there was a way to defeat the 456, albeit using a typical Russel T Davies macguffin, it is easy to say with the benefit of hindsight what the government should have done, but while watching Day Four or Day Three it was painful to imagine what should have been done, or even what you would have done yourself, although I would hope most of us would recoil from the idea of using such events as an excuse for a class-based version of ethnic cleansing.

There is still plenty to think about, even now.  Was there a metaphor for dealing with terrorists in the story?   Were the 456 like terrorists or more like mobsters with a protection racket anyway?   If there ever was such a situation, would we, or should we, give up a large part of the population to save the rest?   Or just be defiant and then face the consequences?

It was interesting how the character of Frobisher helped develop the plan to round up 10% of the children to save the rest (and the adults) using the perfectly logical justification of it being a necessary sacrifice but then in the end, when it was his own children, he not only killed them but himself.   Surely the irony was intentional: when it came to the crunch he really did think that it was better to not survive himself if it meant living with the guilt of being a survivor even though he could only appreciate that on a family scale and not on a global scale.   An even more cruel irony was that it was all unnecessary as Captain Jack prevented the abduction anyway and so that family died for nothing.

So much to think about.

The scheduling did help, as it was supposed to, create a sense of an event.  Like the programme 24 it made teh whole thing feel more like real time, although it created its own problems: not everybody can find the time to watch it as it happens and there were so many people recording it in order to view it all at once in a marathon session that it was hard to discuss because there would always be someone trying to stop you spoiling it for them.

While the deeper issues are still there to ponder one, there are the other more practical questions now: will there be another Torchwood?  Who will be in it?  Where will it be based?  Where will Doctor Who refuel his Tardis now?  Plenty of fuel for the rumour mill there!

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5 Comments so far ↓

  • Rullsenberg

    Harrowing, yes. And brilliant. And utterly provoking philosophical debates so definitely functioning as good science fiction.

  • Mike

    Hi

    I am the son of the author of ‘The Meek Inheritance’. I was amazed to see you refer to it – my parents only published a very small number of copies. Just curious – where did you get your copy from? A shop? A friend?

    Would be really cool to find out!

    Thanks

    Mike.

  • Skuds

    Well, it is a 16-year-old book… I can’t remember exactly where I got it now. Back then I lived and worked in London so I frequented a lot of non-mainstream bookshops: ones that specialised in particular types of books, or carried a lot of remaindered stocks, second-hand shops.

    I’m guessing that a book which was only published in small numbers wasn’t taken up by a lot of ‘normal’ shops so copies ended up in places like the one on Tottenham Court Rd (can’t remember the name. Remaindered and obscure books at street level, adult books downstairs – according to the sign) I found a lot of gems there – including quite a few odd Sherlock Holmes tie-ins.

    I used to pick up a lot of books, based on whether they sounded interesting rather than on the basis of reviews, or status of the author.

    Be interesting to read it again now. Obviously it made an impression on me, but I suspect it was very much of its time. I wonder if I would be able to ignore knowledge of advances since then and concentrate on the story. Might be a good book to read to remind myself of just how scared lots of people were at that time.

    I think it deserved to be better known but, to be honest, was probably very topical with a small window of relevance. Once there was a bit more knowledge of AIDS I reckon it would have worked less well on the surface, but if you can read it and concentrate on the reactions it would still be – like Torchwood – a scary examination of how far we could let the ends justify the means if we allowed it to.

    It also introduced me to the word “bampot” for which I will always be greatful – so pass on my thanks for that.

    Hang on…. “small number of copies”… is it valuable then? 😉

  • Mike

    Valuable? It’s an interesting thought but one has to remember the Sinclair C5 – which was far better publicised than my parent’s book – there were very few made, there are very few left, but despite their rarity they are still not worth a helluvalot!

    I agree it was very much ‘of the time’ but could so easily be current by simply changing the ‘disease’. For me the intersting point was the immediate change in society’s tolerance from a virus that could only be passed through a limited range of physical contact – to an airborne virus that anyone could catch. Theoretically this mutation of the Aids virus – or any other virus- could bring about the kind of reactions portrayed in the book.

    Bampot is indeed a great word – I shall pass on the link to this page to my Mum (who co-wrote it with her late husband under the nom de plume of James Balmain) so that your thanks are received!

  • Skuds

    You are right that it could be current, which is why I mentioned it in the first place, along with Darwin’s Radio.

    Whether it was intended to be or not, I consider the book to be science fiction, and for me the most interesting science fiction is not the book/film with the most gadgets but the best speculation about human reactions to something.

    You only have to look at some of the recent contingency plans for H5N1 and start extrapolating…

    BTW Was that an only book? Or are there other James Balmains out there?