I love the new BATTLESTAR GALACTICA. Even with a cheesy story-line like tonight’s "body farm" plot, it is redeemed by its total dedication to subverting your expectations…and your sympathies. The Cylons aren’t just robots. They might just be more human than, well, the humans. ..and the most terrifying thing about the Cylons is that the humans are realizing that, too. Great stuff. On a side note of true geekiness, I love that fact that the characters
on this show sweat, get dirty and bleed, and that their wounds are
carried over from episode-to-episode (and on a side-side note…it sure was gutsy to shoot the "star" of your show and keep him unconscious in a hospital bed for six episodes. Makes me wonder if Edward James Olmos was doing a movie or something at the same time…or if showrunner Ron Moore just likes taking big risks).
Who knew there was such a great series to be found in the bones of Glen Larson’s original idea? Makes you wonder what someone could do with Irwin Allen’s LOST IN SPACE or some other cornball scifi shows from the past.
But hey, this series pales in comparison to the original BATTLESTAR GALACTICA…yeah, the one with the robot dog…just ask the Colonial Fan Force who are still, inexplicably, pining for a continuation with the geriatric cast.
UPDATE: I’m not the only geeky Goldberg who is addicted to the new BATTLESTAR GALACTICA.