Fifteen Torchwood novels were produced in hardcover by BBC Books, and the quality seems to have been remarkably varied, from the intricate plot to the simple, from characters who felt instantly familiar to viewers, to others where it can be difficult to recognize them as the same Jack, Ianto, Owen, Gwen and Toshiko we saw in the spin-off from evergreen favorite Doctor Who. I’ve read ten of these tie-ins, and though some are good SF and others are great Torchwood -- and occasionally a novel would find a way to be both! -- in every instance, a key element was missing.
Trace Memory (2008) is the first where the character of Jack Harkness is written as a sensual human being with a romantic side, and where his “omnisexuality” is given more than a throwaway nod and wink, often in the form of a witticism, somewhere in the course of 250pp. In other words, getting down to brass tacks, Trace Memory is the first Torchwood tie-in I’ve seen where there’s a gay element. In fact, after I’d read eight of these, I’d begun to wonder if Jack’s sexuality was taboo in the tie-in novels, because it was consistently ignored.
Surprise: Llewellyn had the courage and vision to give Jack a sensual and romantic side; moreover he had the courage (or publisher’s permission? One wonders) to write a relationship between Captain Jack and “guest star” Michael Bellini, with implicit (not explicit), or implied sex, and a couple of tender kisses. There's just about enough to award this one the glbt tag.
Trace Memory is an excellent story involving a young man, Michael, caught in an explosion of alien technology and as a result being literally zapped, for want of a better expression, back and forth through the time stream from 1953 -- the scene of the original event -- to the present. The involuntary time-traveling is agonizingly traumatic. In this hell there's one common denominator: Torchwood Cardiff.
If you know the premise of the show you’ll grasp at once, the alien tech at the root of these misadventures was labeled for Torchwood as it arrived on the docks at Tiger Bay in ’53. Michael Bellini was one of a gang of cargo handlers: the only one to survive the explosion. The next he knows, he’s miles and years away, shifting back and forth through time without warning, always pursued by an enemy right out of nightmare: the Men in the Bowler Hats.
Leave it to Jack to make sense of all this, because only Jack is savvy enough, old enough, and even alien enough himself, to just … know this stuff. However, along the way the other members of Torchwood Cardiff play good parts in the unfolding mystery.
The story idea is the strongest part of Trace Memory; the gay relationship between Jack and Michael is the most poignant. The execution of the book is not quite what one would have hoped for, with a denouement feeling rushed to the point of needless brevity. I've a feeling the novel was developed from a scripted story not optioned for the aired show. It has the pace of a filmed episode, and the imagery one expects. However, whereas an episode can get away with the rush-rush pacing and narrative abbreviation, the model doesn't work so well in a book. When we read, we simply expect more reading, scenes properly staged and developed.
Working backwards from movie script to novelization of same, a writer always has to put flesh on the bones, whereas this flesh is deliberately stripped away when a novel becomes a movie. What’s missing from Trace Memory is the meat on the bones of the script. To make 250pp, the print layout uses too much whitespace, a large font and wide line spacing. How I'd have loved to see this one filled out with fiction rather than blank paper! I estimate the length is ~65k words, max. It could easily have been half as long again, rendering a better-rounded, more satisfying book.
All this said, Trace Memory is still a very good read. The story idea is a beauty; the character of Michael is well done; the relationship between him and Jack is poignant and moving; and the ending is not “happy ever after.” You’ll taste the bittersweet quality you remember from the show itself.
And, marvel of marvels, Jack Harkness himself is written well. Llewellyn has the character spot-on, from Jack’s smart, acid tongue to the deep melancholy that comes from being so very old, and so very alone. Given the richness of performance by John Barrowman, one would have imagined Captain Jack should be easy to write. In fact, few Torchwood tie-in authors managed it. Kudos to Llewellyn.
Recommended as a very good SF story with a mildly, tastefully crafted gay relationship; but recommended first for Torchwood fans. You really need to know the show to get the most out of this. It’s a quick read which will keep you guessing till the midpoint. I want to give it 3.5 stars because it's so abbreviated, but we'll round this up to 4 since there's a lot about Trace Memory to like.