Much less troublingly original is Transporter, a TV knock-off of the action movie franchise starring Jason Statham as Frank Martin, the kind of courier you hire when getting the package to its destination involves car chases, gun battles and mixed-martial arts.
In this version, the role of Martin is played by Chris Vance, who sports the blandly anonymous good(ish) looks no doubt really handy when you need to blend into the background.
Still, it's obvious the makers don't consider Vance the series' star. That honour is reserved for the stunts, which are lavished with the loving attention the lazy script has clearly missed out on.
Requiring more concentration, but ultimately much more rewarding, is The Village. Not M Night Shyamalan's 2004 movie but a new BBC series that, on first viewing, is classic British period miserablism.
Thanks to an excellent cast (including Life on Mars' John Simm and Truly Madly Deeply's Juliet Stevenson) and ace creative team (writer Peter Moffat and director Antonia Bird), this drama's emotional impact quietly creeps up then smacks you one.
The first six-episode season is set in a "typical" English village between 1914 and 1920; the plan is for the completed 42-hour series to show us how life in that village changes (and remains the same) over a century to 2014. Based on the premiere, that's a trip I'm excited about taking.
Transporter, Tuesday, 8.30pm, on The Box; The Village, Wednesday, 8.30pm, Vibe; Passion in Paradise, Friday, 12.15am, TV One.