Battlestar Galactica is back!
There’s 10 episodes left, and it is the only show that I don’t ignore until my Tivo (yes, I have a magical recordificating divr) records it. When BSG is on, I am at home, on my couch, watching it. Commercials and all.
I’m not quite sure where the writers are taking the show. I’ve had theories, and they have yet to be proven wrong, but I’ve been surprised quite a number of times by the directions they’ve chosen to take the story.
At least there’s relatively little chance that Summer Glau isn’t the final Cylon. I mean, that’d be kinda funny, considering.
It’s pretty clear the writers are pretty hostile towards the human race. They seem to go out of their way sometimes to show why it might be a good idea if we were all killed off, and their discovery of “Earth” in the last episode before the long break was pretty dismal.
Personally, I was a fan of Gene Roddenberry’s “mankind rising above itself to try to make themselves–and the universe–better” utopian-like quest. The dystopian view of the future/past/present tends to depress me, as I like to think that maybe, just maybe, humans can achieve more.
