N.B. there might (or might not) be spoilers in this article!

There’s the usual amount of Torchwood daftness and ineptitude on display in Something Borrowed.

Would they really let Gwen go through with the wedding? Would she really want to? Given how hard it is to recognise a shape-shifter (the clue being in the name), would you run around like headless chickens instead of staying put, protecting Gwen, and letting it come to you?

“Bananas make me vomit.”

Tosh, Something Borrowed

Then, after all that, there’s the retconning and the fact that no-one will remember what happened to Rhys’s mate (other than Rhys and the Torchwood team, of course). That’s going to look suspicious. Won’t he be missed?

And don’t think it went unnoticed that amidst all the talk of immaculate conceptions, Rhys and Gwen end up in a stable!

So yes, Something Borrowed is utterly ridiculous and infuriating in all the ways Torchwood almost always manages to be, and yet, for all this, I still enjoyed it.

Perhaps it’s the obvious nods to The Evil Dead — the chainsaw, the gore, the look of the shape shifter — that make it bearable. Perhaps it’s the sweetness of Gwen’s determination to marry Rhys, and to hell with the consequences? More likely, it’s simply because I’m inured to it all, and by now, I’m just along for the ride, because, for all its many, many flaws I’d sooner watch Torchwood over any of the zillion cookie cutter, network prime time police procedurals out there.