Torch-6

That's right, I rated it a 6; it's not the best show ever...X-files with more humor, but almost as much bu115h!t mystery and enigma. I swear if even one more show appears where dialogue is primarily some kind of post-Illuminatus conspiracy questions-answering-questions, I think I'll just freak.

There's nothing new here. We have a relatively unimaginative collection of characters: handsome yet clueless single-dad sheriff, perplexed more by his teenage daughter than the mysteries around him. Hot yet emotionally unavailable female deputy. Ball-breaking (and, yes, scorching hot) female administrator. Spooky and diabolically-handsome government overadministrator who can't answer any questions about the "entity" entombed in the unsurprisingly-yet-enigmatically named "Level 5." I mean, come on.

Each week we see a new cast of character types; the Adrian Monk type germophobe who suddenly becomes invincible; the teenage kid who can't be around electrical devices...but has to be. The usual plot devices.

Did I say, usual? This show is actually a remake of the original Star Trek series, complete with Captain, Engineer, Chief Medical Officer and meddling Starfleet Bureaucrats. Think about that.

I'd have given it a 7, but some episodes are scene-for-scene predictable (e.g. "Invincible"). But whatever, it's fun to watch and often quite entertaining ("Magnitized fence?" Riiiiight.)

But whatever, it's a fun show...not SF Channel's best, but enjoyable. Give it a couple of episodes. You might have fun. G'wan, have a beer and give it a try.

OK, first and right off the bat, as in the first Transporter (2000), too much plot, not nearly enough driving. Second, too much fighting and not enough sex. Third, WAAAAAYYY too much of this "acting" stuff by the female lead and the husband guy. SAG should consider rescinding their guild cards.

You don't want to see this film for depth. You want to see the Audi W12 do its thing. You want to see the Transporter open a whole metric ton of whooop-ass on the local badguys. You want to see unlikely things happening that result in people you don't like getting hurt, and you don't want to see so much as a scratch on that Fine European Automobile. And don't miss the Ferrari, putting in a surprise guest appearance! You want "acting," rent Lawrence of Arabia, maybe Grand Canyon or Gattaca. You want the above? Get out your celly, call your homies and reach for your wallet--then sit back put your feet up on the seat in front of you and enjoy the show.