I've really, really enjoyed the first season of Torchwood , the Doctor Who spinoff which has finally wrapped here in the States after far too long a delay. I've already waxed philosophical about Torchwood 's complex characters--more flawed than their typical American counterparts--and its stunningly casual take on sexuality several times since the series debuted a few months ago. Chances are that you've either already fallen under its warped spell or, if deeply disturbed individuals trying to save the world while getting it on with each other isn't your bag, you haven't. (If you didn't catch the first season, which ended this past Saturday, or don't get BBC America, fret not: the DVD will be released on January 22nd.) Yes, this is a far darker tale of time-travel, rift-based aliens, and adult action than the generally more family-oriented Doctor Who , but Torchwood has proven, over the course of its freshman season, to pose some difficult questions abo