BEING HUMAN “You’re the One That I Haunt” Episode 11 – There is an eerie stillness before the sky cracks open… You can feel the storm gathering. When you know you are going to die a violent death, it is all about the waiting for the storm to come. And there is a storm gathering on BEING HUMAN. Sally is still suffering from the after effects of the exorcism, Aidan is a little on edge after his encounter with Bishop and the Dutch and Josh… Poor Josh.
I have this sense of impending disaster, for all of them.
Nora is not doing as well as maybe she should be in the first blush of pregnancy. Sally has gone a little vengeful; Danny is her target, but she feels better after she slits his throat a little. Josh, in addition to his concerns for Nora, is having a little problem keeping Aidan calm. It’s when he takes Aidan out for a walk to cool off that Aidan sees his one-time love, now an older woman in the hospital for palliative care for cancer.
Things go downhill from there. Because there really are people, well vampires, trying to kill Aidan, and they will attack anywhere, anytime they have a chance. Sally’s emancipating throat-slitting comes back to haunt her, when Danny shows up with a can of gasoline to burn the house down. He’s determined to get rid of her, but he doesn’t count on two things. You guessed it, Aidan and Josh.
“You’re the One That I Haunt” takes a turn from the dark violence that has marked the last few episodes of Being Human. This one is far quieter, the movements small in the larger world, but so much deeper because of that. There is a poignancy that runs throughout the entire episode that touches each of the roommates’ stories. No less moving than the violence, in fact in its sheer quiet passing is far more powerful in many ways.
Sally comes the closest to brushing the usual storyline–from her moment of throat-slitting to the seconds when she is willing to die so Danny will burn with her. Even then, though, it’s quieter, hushed, the only real violence coming from Aidan finally getting the chance to lash out at Sally’s killer. I have to admit I was as torn as Sally, I wanted Danny to die, but what would that have done to her? I’m not completely sure the solution is satisfying for that vengeful bit of me, but it was best for Sally, perhaps, when all was said and done.
Josh nearly broke my heart this week, his wanting to give his life to be normal. The conversation with Aidan about his child, his worry, then covering with humor. So very human for the character that worries most about being a monster. I feel it in my bones that something terrible is going to happen, something that will make him once again believe he is a monster. His brief reprieve, his brief happiness, (yes, I do think it’s brief) is so touching. His joy at Nora’s ultrasound was almost too much, and the tears started up.
Of course, the tears had been lurking right along, thanks to Aidan’s incredibly poignant, heartbreaking, and gentle love story. The backstory was bittersweet, touching once again on his long-standing war with Bishop, and bringing that hatred into the modern storyline with seamless ease. From the beginning, I have been less drawn to Aidan’s story than the others’, but the past few episodes have softened my heart towards him, and his plea tonight to be allowed to turn his one-time love, to save her from the cancer that was killing her was so tender, it was amazing. It was incredibly well played and oh, so believable.
Gentle, touching, poignant, sweet at times. And the end, standing together celebrating each win in their lives, fatherhood, Sally’s escape from Danny and that moment when Sally’s reward was hanging there in the middle of the living room. I felt bad that I wanted to shout “No! Don’t go!” Still, I understood. It was so quiet, so perfect.
Until that shattering final moment. I was left, literally with my mouth hanging open, staring at the screen, too stunned to even vocalize how I felt. The tears couldn’t even come. I was just stunned. I still am. There has only been one other moment on a TV show that has left me with that cold, heart-stopping shock.
There will be no sleep tonight, not after that. “You’re the One That I Haunt” was brilliant, it was everything television should be but so rarely is. And I will sit here hanging on, Being Human, desperately waiting until next week.
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