Lens flare alert!
Get your JJ Abrams the hell away from this franchise!
I love the noughties remake of Battlestar Galactica. Like, firstborn-son love it. I don't necessarily revisit individual episodes as often as I do with Doctor Who or Supernatural, but that's mainly down to being incapable of leaving it at one; if I watch 'Pegasus', you better believe I'm watching the rest of season 2 marathon-style. And if I'm not working tomorrow, season 3 as well.
There's not any one thing that really makes or breaks the show; it's the simple fact that every single creative element behind it gave 110% and found a common path upon which they could push themselves as workers whilst still committing to the same singular goal. The writers shake things up so hard so frequently it's a wonder anyone can stand up on the Galactica without falling over. The directors pull you from one end of the show's world to the other fast enough to lose your breath and yet still make every scene, every development, crystal clear. The cast give career-best performances all around, and I have never cared for an ensemble in any form of fiction as much as I did for these assorted officers, pilots, politicians, sawbones, religious nuts, kooky lawyers and meat robots. The production design team crafted fleets of spacecraft of all shapes and sizes, built interiors where no space is wasted and every single element has a purpose, AND decided that wasn't enough and invented the most eerily-minimalist interiors they could for the Cylon baseships and their computers controlled by puddles of water because God magic. Bear McCreary's musical cues brought me to the verge of tears repeatedly, from the haunting Six theme to the big jungle percussion for space dogfights and his sparing, selective use of the '70s Galactica title music. AND AND, Tricia Helfer was in it and...ah...Tri...
triciaaaaaaaa aaaa
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...What? Oh. Um, yeah, so, it's the best TV show ever, and at least one person at the Network Formerly Known As Sci-Fi Channel recognises that, as ever since the show ended (happily on its own terms), they've been trying to continue it via spin-offs. First came Caprica, which was intelligent and well-acted and often dramatic and absolutely not at all what I wanted to see, sadly. Whilst I applaud Ronald D. Moore and company for trying something markedly different, the show we wound up with was so far removed from Galactica that the only thing connecting the two was that one robot Cylon with the girl's mind in its head. Everything else was all corporate espionage and stuff from The Sopranos with more pronounced class warfare. Though I wish it had lasted longer so that it could have organically found the time to complete its many long-running plotlines, I wasn't surprised by its cancellation.
Then came Blood & Chrome...except it didn't. Well, not really, but...it's complicated.
