"Inconsistent" is definitely what you'd paste over this strange lilting adaptation of the Gaiman & Pratchett religious comedy. It's both astonishingly polished and incredibly cheap looking, it's both joyful and unpleasant, it's both brilliantly and awkwardly cast. It's a weird old thing, but that seems to fit the vision quite well. The second series is similarly contradictory - less over-stuffed generally but crammed full of unnecessary asides and strange indulges. The anchor is still fundamentally the charisma of Tennant and Sheen (and your enjoyment of it will depend on how smug you find this). Tez runs through it all like a fine wine and as tonally clunky as this is I'm still glad he wrote that letter.