On top of the two masterful performances from the leads, the credit belongs to Killing Eve's creator and writer, Phoebe Waller-Bridge.

The show assays two very different types of female power, and does so with both edge and heart.

The show is as suspenseful as it is playfully funny and straight up weird.

Villanelle, the uber-talented assassin at the heart of Killing Eve's story, is every bit as dark and reprehensible as any of those men who've come before her.

This season was so surprising, so entertaining, and so full of life that I don't want to worry about the how or when at the moment. I just want to give the magician a long and loud round of applause.

Ms. Comer is good in the showier part of Villanelle, but it's Ms. Oh who makes sure that the series is more than a cute gloss on the glamorous international caper.

Killing Eve is relentlessly engaging and surprising where it's least expected, making for the next must-see show of 2018.

Jumps back and forth between Eve's quotidian bureaucrat's job and Villanelle's jet-setting murder-fun lifestyle... Both sides are a blast to watch.

It's a TV show that undermines every rule of TV, Prestige/Peak or otherwise - sauntering when we expect it to gallop and snickering when we expect it to posture.

Killing Eve has less than zero interest in playing at "prestige." It would rather be its own weird, sexy, sad, scary, excellent self.

Killing Eve is hilarious and truthful, even as it moves within a tried-and-true TV formula.

The triumph of Waller-Bridge's style is in its reconciliation of the outlandish and the intimate. The Jason Bourne-style escapism of the bare premise, inflected by the assertively odd tone, yields fresh depictions of fear and grief.

Despite the stylized, heightened nature of the show, it still feels terribly real.

I'm not sure I've ever seen that messy tangle of friendly, almost pheromonal antagonism portrayed with this much complexity.

Best new show of 2018: tense, fast, often funny.