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A Reflection on a Certain Ghost from “Being Human”

15 Mar

So I finished the fourth series of Being Human last night and, needless to say, I was a mess by the end of it.

I’ve really come to love Being Human. Like other supernatural shows, such as The Walking Dead and Buffy, the core of this show really comes down to humanity and what makes us, in spite of everything, human. While I wouldn’t put Being Human on my top ten television shows list, it’s definitely a show that will resonate with me for many years to come and I wouldn’t be surprised if I rewatched the entire thing sometime in the future.

Now, here’s where I’m going to get spoilerly, folks, so if you intend on watching this show and haven’t gotten a chance yet, turn back now.

As already mentioned, I wrapped up series four last night, and if you’ve watched the show then you’re familiar with how it ends. We’d already lost Nina and Mitchell at the third series end, and George was gone within the first episode of the fourth, so all we had left of the original three was Annie. It was because of this premise that, going into this series, I wasn’t particularly fond of it. I missed the sense of comradeship between the three flatmates that we got so much of in the first season, and just, y’know, the characters still being alive. I liked Tom well enough, since he had already been introduced at the start of the third series, but it took me half the fourth series to like Hal at all. Eventually they both did grow on me. I now kind of adore Tom beyond all rhyme and reason, and Hal won me over the second he got caught singing while washing dishes.

However, what really made the fourth series work for me was Annie. Well, Annie and Eve. Annie is, in my mind, one of the most well written characters in television that I’ve ever come across. Sure, George may be my favorite Being Human character by far (I’ve always had a soft spot for the comedic relief), but Annie… there’s just always been something about Annie, y’know? And with her whole plot line of raising Eve, well, it really heightened her role on the show for me. When the fourth series came to its end I was both disappointed and glad to see her go. While I knew I’d miss her as a character, I also knew it was for the best and that her storyline came to a (rather beautiful) end.

In my bidding farewell to her, can we all just take a moment to relish in what an amazingly well-crafted character Annie Claire Sawyer was? She was peppy, enthusiastic, optimistic, and happy, despite the heartbreaking way of how her life came to an end. Not only that, but she was trusting, caring, and kind to just about everyone (so long as they weren’t threatening her or her friends’ existences). Was she perfect? Good lord, no. She certainly drove other characters a bit nuts at times, and even George hated her in the first couple episodes. Yes, she could be annoying and over persistent, and yet you couldn’t help but love this girl. The tea-making ghost who saved the world.

Of the original trio, to me, Annie will always be the strongest. She grew so much over the course of her four series; much more than Mitchell and George ever did. At the start she was a mere dead girl, not really sure what to do with herself, but by the end she became a force to be reckoned with, because she was Annie fucking Sawyer and no one was going to mess with her or her friends or take her fucking baby. She became so very strong, not just in her powers as a ghost, but in mind and soul as well. She toughened up and learned how to take care of her own, but at the same time never losing any of that peppy, happy-go-lucky nature we first saw in her all the way back in episode one.

And compassion. Oh my god, Annie embodied compassion. She just had so much love to give, so much so that she almost couldn’t go through with saving the entire planet because it meant hurting the one she loved most. Yet, it was for that love that she did what she had to do. For the love of her friends, for the love of mankind, and for the love of her baby (because, in the end, Eve really was hers, wasn’t she?). She would not let Eve go through the hell of living as the War Child, of watching the world burn around her just because of what she was, which was how Annie made the hardest choice a mother could ever make, and she did it all out of love. And that look that overtakes her face as she opens her door and sees what’s on the other side, oh god, the way she just lights up at the sight of whatever it is tugs at my heartstrings. I’m so glad they didn’t show us what was waiting behind her door, because, honestly, we as the audience already know what’s there. It’s written all over her face.

As I press on to the fifth and final series, I’ll leave this entry on this one last note: it’s pretty clear to me that George was the brains and Mitchell was the brawn, but Annie?

Annie was the heart.

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