The
episode ' Captain Jack Harkness ' is one of my favourites - the revealing of
more fascinating facts of the life of Captain Jack is always popular but to
discover the real Captain Jack and in
the romantic setting of the Ritz 'Palais de Danse' during the 1941 Cardiff
blitz, with Jack and Tosh trapped on the wrong side of the rift, has all the
ingredients of true drama - add to that Owen and Ianto battling over the right
or wrong of trying to reopen the rift, given that Owen is thinking with his
heart, (or possibly his trousers), and you just know this dish will turn into a
right royal banquet!
As
the story lines unroll and the threads reweave
themselves into the various segments of the whole, we find ourselves spun
backwards and forwards through the rift, following the two sections of the team
desperately trying to be reunited on the right side of a firmly closed rift.
And
this is where I think the production misses a real opportunity to create a
stunning time-jump impact! The 'extras feature' shows the sad 21st century
reality of an unwanted and glamourless 1930s gem - which they promptly
gave the do-up treatment! But how much bigger the impact if they had done a
quick tidy round, checked all was safe then filmed all the shots which took
place in the public areas of the 21st century Ritz immediately - there were not
that many - then given the place the do-up treatment. When the sounds of 1941
drifted into the 21st century dereliction the contrast would have added
considerable tension to an already dramatic story and would have added even
more true, as opposed to 'Hollywood', glamour to the scenes in the Palais
itself where the gleam of gilding and the sparkle of crystal set the romantic
tone, and even more tension would have been generated by Gwen's voice passing
back echoing with the hollowness of the now derelict building.
The
'do-up' on the Palais was great and rather
reminded me of the Hammersmith Palais in the late 1950s - but again it was too
perfect, too Hollywood - the Palais had been open about 10 years and
for the last 2 there had been a war on - in real terms this meant no
redecoration and very few cleaners, with the best will in the
world it could not have looked perfect - again, a touch of tiredness would have
added a deeper sense of romance and glamour, hard won and
really earned. For future reference remember we are Woodies and
Whovians and we don't want Hollywood, by gum we don't, we
need a sense of reality; against that overdone, (in my view) 'glamour', the
real glamour of the time and place was diluted and
without the acting skills of John and Matt, the
brief love story of the two Jacks would have lost that sense of reality that we
expect and would have just become a hype - an excuse
for two guys to snog on screen.
I
was impressed that the Palais girls were dressed in original as opposed to
'authentic' '40s clothes but not so
impressed that all were 'perfect' because of the HiDef cameras - oops,
Hollywood strikes again! A few years ago I was lucky enough to be a guest on
location with a long running sitcom and I was even luckier to be shown by one
of the UKs top TV cameramen, how to use and
to have a try-out with a HiDef camera and it really
blew me away! I've been a photographer most of my life but this was truly
'real' - capable of showing life as it 'really' is - and
in the Palais with those glamorous girls and guys, the
real glamour was lost - everything and everybody
was too perfect! Please understand, I was not alive in 1941 but my adult family
members were and I did my growing up in the 1950s, when for
most people little had changed, just that there were no bombs any more - except
a few that had failed to go off on landing - and everything
was even more tired looking. And a lot of prewar and wartime
clothes were still being worn by our sort of people (yes, working class!) - my
Aunt Kath had a beautiful coat which she
had made in 1942, it was blue velour - a sort of heavy cotton velvet - and
had originally been a pair of curtains made in 1932 - she wore that coat until
about 1955! And that, my friends, was the real glamour of the Ritz Palais in
Cardiff in 1941.
Those
gorgeous, glamorous Cardiff girls worked for a living, in shops, offices and
factories or in the dockyards -and they worked 12 hour
shifts and they got damn-little pay - but they still
looked fabulous! This is how it works - that now 3 year old best dress is
carefully ironed and has maybe had a tweek or two by adding some
ribbon or lace or some prettier buttons, your jacket, coat or cardigan likewise
and your best shoes are kept mended and are well polished - stage one complete,
make-up is easy, a touch of lipstick, probably red for an evening out, a dab of
rouge, a whisk of powder - and if you are really
daring, a whisper of mascara! Now for the hair - well, Hair by Sally or Gwen or
whatever your best friend or sister's name is - it has been set on curlers or
rags with sugar and water setting lotion, then carefully
arranged into a style as close as possible to that seen on the movie star in
your latest movie star magazine. Now we are almost there - first, the fine dark
gravy-browning line up the back of the leg, disappearing tantalizingly up under
the skirt, then a touch or three of. Coty l'Aimant or your favourite perfume,
add a few strings of pearls or diamonds by Woolworth and the transformation is
complete - Cardiff's answer to Hollywood stardom links arms with her friends and
steps into the Palais, ready to dance the night away in the arms of a prince -
or the guy in the uniform with the brylcreemed hair, tbe sharp creases in his
trousers and his well-polished shoes. The real glamour
comes from inside, from really knowing
you look fabulous - that you have earned it and because
no flaming Hitler can take it away from you - and against
that background we don't have to suspend 'reality' to believe in the sudden,
mind-blowing love which hits both Captain Jacks between the eyes and
which our Jack will carry with him, possibly for eternity.
The
one thing that was perfect was the band and the music
- amazingly, the singer looked exactly right - perfect provincial city glamour,
easily three steps up from what the local girls could afford - but not
to London standard, that she could not
afford! The band and the singer were very, very good - and
they were Cardiff-good, not 'Cafe de Paris, London West End' good - the sound and
atmosphere it created was very real, again, perfect background to the 2 Jacks
theme.
For
future reference, our marvelous production crew, please remember, to us Woodies
and Whovians, Torchwood has its own reality and
we relate closely to its characters and
environments, just as fans of various 'soaps' do. So please leave Hollywood
where it belongs - as they said in the war, 'over there, with the flashy
Yanks!!!' and use the HiDef to illuminate and
enhance reality - let our people be people, let them have zits, and
dandruff and stray hairs on the collar - because that's
how we are, and our heroes are very human - even if they
cannot die!
Till
next time
Considering myself a Woodie, too, I really have to disagree with the author about the too much "Hollywood"- like look of the dance hall. For me it wasn't too glamerous. Sure, a real 1941 might have been shabbier, but it didn't all look so glamerous. If you watch the details, there was a lot which was far from Hollywood perfection. It had some perfectly fitting dreamy kind of glamour which was appropriate for this out of time episode, I thought.
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