One of my favourite aspects of speculative fiction is the possibility of offering characters the chance to experience a perfect moment; it is a device rarely available within the constraints of conventional fiction.
Without indulging in spoilers, there is a moment in the final act worthy of "Awakening" in "Buffy the Vampire Slayer", "Father's Day" in "Doctor Who", or Wesley's death in the finale of "Angel." Or maybe I'm just a sucker.
John Barrowman and Matt Rippy are flawless, and the contrivances are irrelevant when they deliver the final act's emotional payoff. (Rippy, especially, although Barrowman gets the more tragic load to carry, and proves himself more than capable of doing the heavy lifting.) Don't ask for details, just trust me and watch it. And I freely admit to not being "Torchwood"'s biggest fan.
Without indulging in spoilers, there is a moment in the final act worthy of "Awakening" in "Buffy the Vampire Slayer", "Father's Day" in "Doctor Who", or Wesley's death in the finale of "Angel." Or maybe I'm just a sucker.
John Barrowman and Matt Rippy are flawless, and the contrivances are irrelevant when they deliver the final act's emotional payoff. (Rippy, especially, although Barrowman gets the more tragic load to carry, and proves himself more than capable of doing the heavy lifting.) Don't ask for details, just trust me and watch it. And I freely admit to not being "Torchwood"'s biggest fan.