Lessons learned from tv this week:
1) If you're going to have illicit sex, don't do it in front of your computer.
2) If you're going to tell your fiance on your wedding day that you're not going to marry him, don't be standing in front of a balcony high up in the hotel.
Plus, we recorded the marathon of all the episodes of Torchwood: Miracle Day. She'd never seen any Torchwood at all, and I wasn't particularly impressed by the couple of seasons I've seen. But what the heck. We both liked it, somewhat to my surprise. Comments under the cut.
"Feed Me!" (One of the other movies we saw over the holidays was the musical Little Shop of Horrors, so Carole got the reference when I kept saying it during the Torchwood finale.
Miracle Day was actually science fiction, and I liked that part a lot. Too many shows are either like Star Trek and put back the universe by the end of the show, or like Dr. Who or Buffy, and force the viewer to suspend not merely the disbelief of the technobabble, but make you wonder why all the non-player characters don't run away screaming. Not everything was well thought out (eg "the families"), but much of it was.
Brits are far less prudish than Americans, it seems. Not just the occasional Naughty Word (tm), but moderately explicit love making scenes; gay and het. Not even up to soft-pore corn, but still stuff that you would never see on American tv. Good for them. Starz is one step up from Basic Cable, so they could get away with this, I suppose. (Another victory for Keith Olbermann!)
Miracle Day was creepy and character-driven and sports a compelling season arc. Even if you've never seen a pervious season of Torchwood, I think most sf/fantasy/horror fans would like this entry.