For the first two seasons, Torchwood was my favorite bad series: it sucked, but I still enjoyed watching it because
Eve Myles and her Welsh accent are super sexyof the ambition on display and the interesting ways in which it failed.
Not this year. The 5-hour miniseries Torchwood: Children of Earth is really good, tense, bleak, well-performed and very compelling to watch. I watched the first episode last night and had to watch the rest of it today. Fantastic stuff, well worth spending five hours on.
And the kicker? Russell T. Davies wrote it. The man never ceases to amaze me. He’s capable of both awesome and awful stuff. This time around, he delivered the goods, with great, compassionate characterisation and tight plotting.