“All of this has happened before and will happen again.”
Umm…except no matter what, my site will only have 3.5 readers before and again.
Seriously, it’s like shouting into the deepest reaches of space here!
I just hope if a Cylon gets me its the Tricia Helfer model. Awooga!
BQB here with a review of Battlestar Galactica.
Just so that we’re all on the same page here, I’m talking about BSG that aired on the SyFy channel in the 2000s, not the 1970s original where the actors wore capes and the cylons looked like tin cans and shit.
This show was a real coup for sci-fi nerds. After all, it isn’t like anyone was really clamoring for a remake of the cheesy 70s version, but series rebooter Ronald Moore delivered and delivered big time.
Twelve colonies, all named after the astrological signs, are filled with humans who work together under one government.
Alas, the cylons (robots run amuck) blow shit up big time.
In a surprise turn of events, Laura Roslin (Mary McDonnell) becomes the president as every other head of state above her dies.
Thereafter, Admiral William Adama (Edward James Olmos), at the command of Battlestar Galactica, leads a convoy of ships filled with humans on an epic search for the mythical lost planet known as “Earth.”
You might have heard of it. You’re sitting on it, dummy.
Along the way, there’s political intrigue, backstabbing, sex, violence, and the constant fear that someone in the ranks might in secret, be a damn traitorous cylon as, what a twist, Cylons are able to take human form now.
Did I mention that the Cylons chase the humans all over space? Cy-douches if you ask me.
Over the years, SyFy has given us such wondrous films as Sharknado and Sharktopus vs. Whalewolf.
In other words, you sort of get the impression that they phone most of their shit in, but somehow, everyone involved with this show was firing on all cylinders. Why they haven’t been able to recreate this success before or after is beyond me.
Add to the mix the exploits of space fighter pilots Lee “Apollo” Adama aka the admiral’s son (Jamie Bamber) and super hot nerd fantasy girl Katee Sackhoff as Kara “Starbuck” Thrace and you’ve got a great show.
Honestly, the show could have introduce Katee Sackhoff to the world and stopped there. She’s built a career on starring in sci-fi nerd movies/shows ever since and I hope she never stops.
Oh, and there’s James Callis as the duplicitous scheming super weenie Dr. Gaius Baltar who, we learn early on, basically helped the Cylons destroy humanity through his douchebaggery and then somehow he must hide this info from his human compatriots throughout the series or be thrown out the airlock.
Yup. Somebody was always getting thrown out that airlock, often at the behest of grumpy Cylon hater Colonel Saul Tigh (Michael Hogan.)
I hate to say it, 3.5 readers, but this isn’t available on Netflix at present.
However, you can check it out on Hulu and if you’re a sci-fi space geek, it is worth the subscription fee, even if you just decide to subscribe until you’ve binge watched the whole thing.
And it is binge worthy. There are many cliff hangers and ongoing arcs, plot points you can’t help but want to see resolved.
And Moore and co. are creative in taking pieces of our earthly world and implanting them in the BSG world with the suggestion that the culture we experience now has its roots in this ancient space faring group of explorers.