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A sultry Angie Harmon makes The Women’s Murder Club a pleasure; Life feels more like punishment.

Be thankful that this BBC co-production takes its sweet time exploring the story of a blonde young mother and her two small mixed-race children who disappear from a roadside in the suburbs outside London.

By now you know that shortly before self-important TV news anchorperson Chuck Darling left Pittsburgh for Los Angeles, he actually knocked up the co-anchor he was about to leave behind.

Dirty Sexy Money takes welcome jabs at the upper crust, while Gossip Girl offers predators in kneesocks.

With time travelers, vampire detectives, grim reapers, and bionic women, the new TV lineup runs from intriguing to absurd.

In a bunker beneath Cardiff, in a convenient rift in the space-time continuum, Captain Jack’s supersecret �Torchwood� team of young scientist-investigators use scavenged alien technology to identify and eliminate unwelcome alien invaders.

Meet Ben Kuroki, now 90 years old. A Nebraska-born Nisei he volunteered for the Army after Pearl Harbor, served on an elite B-24 bomber unit, was captured in North Africa and escaped, and flew 30 missions over Europe and another 28 over Japan.

In the cop drama K-Ville, New Orleans serves as a stormy backdrop for low-rent noir and pent-up rage.

Ken Burns returns with The War, fifteen hours on WWII. Does the Greatest Generation make for great TV?

In Californication, another cranky novelist goes Hollywood, bamboozled by sun and skin.