Well, as I suspected, the second and concluding part of Day of the Triffids was a step too far. I mentioned in my review of part one yesterday that I didn’t think it really needed two ninety-minute episodes, and as ever, I was right.
Sadly, the quality of acting slid quite considerably from part one, though that said, Vanessa Redgrave made up for quite a few of the wooden faux pas committed by other cast members, including – or rather, primarily – Joely Richardson.
However, despite the fact that stretching it out to two long shows diminished some of the quality for me, I can’t fault the sets, the special effects or the splendid scenery. The scout in charge of hunting down vistas did his/her job well, and seeing Vanessa running about in her habit at the convent made me want to book myself in for a sabbatical of some kind.
One really great touch was having Eddie Izzard ensconced in 10 Downing Street; it’s a concept I really like and I think he should be made Prime Minister asap, if not sooner. It was somewhat reminiscent of seeing George Bush in the Whitehouse – both power mad loons and both more suited to a career in comedy.
But the triffids still didn’t scare me, which is a shame because they really were cleverly crafted. I’m still not sure what the hoodie thing was about though. Perhaps as well as giving the story an eco leaning, the writer decided to lob in social commentary about hoodie youth too?
Anyway, thankfully, the basic premise of the story wasn’t tampered with too much for the concluding part, and I’m glad for Joely and Eddie that they didn’t go blind. Glad too that Dougray found help and solace in the convent, but did anyone else notice that his eye injury thing seemed to come and go? Intentional or continuity upcock? Who knows, but again, it didn’t detract from anything.
It was good to see too that the survivors ended up – just as in the original – on the Isle of Wight, contemplating a new dawn for the planet and surely getting round to doing a lot of repopulating. Well, there are worse ways to spend your post-apocalyptic days I imagine…