What Did You See?

Right. I realise that my reaction to Torchwood was very much a lot of incoherent squealing, rather than anything remotely balanced or intelligent, and there is a reason for that. Granted, the reason is that I was so tired and so ridiculously enthused by Captain Jack's return that I couldn't think clearly, but still: I felt that I was becoming overly critical of the 2006 series of Doctor Who. I was poking holes in the plausibility, the plot, the characterisation. I wasn't enjoying the experience of watching it so much, because I was focusing on all the things there were to criticise. It is such a joy to have something that I can squeal fangirlishly over, and I wanted to take full advantage of that.

It's a couple of days later now, and, on hopefully slightly more sane reflection, I'm still very pleased with it indeed.

( Thoughts on the first two episodes of Torchwood: Once More, With Content. )