Russell T Davies’s all-new Doctor Who has millions of dollars from its new Disney co-producers and he throws them right onto the screen. Special effects, crazed graphics and impressive CGI banish old wobbly sets and put the show into the Star Wars/Marvel TV league. Which is fine. But what lifts this new incarnation is Ncuti Gatwa’s mesmerising, entrancing, downright hypnotic performance as the Doctor. The show would work if it were just him performing in a box. Two episodes debut back-to-back tomorrow, and while the plot of Space Babies is a little ho-hum – an abandoned space station populated by under-fives – Gatwa’s delivery lifts banality and adds his own experience (he was a Rwandan child refugee) to descriptions of Time Lord genocide. The second ep, Maestro, about a creature stealing the Beatles’ talent, picks up the pace nicely. This is the Who we’ve been waiting for, even if we didn’t know it.