Say What You Like
I love BSG. I still love BSG. All the warts, all the slips. So what. The last three weeks, with the debut of season three, have reiterated what I've known for years: this is the best TV show out there. Abso-frakking-lutely amazing stuff tonight.
Episodic television's a tough medium. Constantly hitting the reset button ruins your audience for dramatic storylines. They know there's no, or few, risks. Not BSG. This show hits the reset button and breaks your heart.
For Saul and Ellen, your heart bleeds. The weak woman who did her best for the one person who believed in her. Who faced the end bravely. The battered, stoic leader, who held her to the end, but couldn't speak those words of love, again, until it was too late. Where are your happy times?
For Kara Thrace, you bleed some more. Held captive so long, finally opening herself to the hope that she is not captive to her old, imagined destiny, then finding out it was all, again, a sham. More lost than ever, even as she's restored to the one place that always seemed like home.
For Gaius Baltar, you don't bleed, but you nod understandingly at his growing humanity. Here's a man who sees it all. His faults. Their faults. All faults. And he sees more than he ever could before -- he sees the darkness Gina felt on board the Pegasus. He sees the betrayal Felix has known, acknowledges it his own. And, yet, he can still find hope.
For the Pegasus, you mourn and yet you nod. A proud way for the ship to go out. A fitting end for the ship, saving so many others.
Sure, there are holes in the storyline, here and there. Sure, there are moments that weren't perfect. But, damn, if this still wasn't the best hour of television I've seen in years. Right up there with KLG.
Hats off to Ron Moore and David Eick as well as all the cast and crew.
Insta-rec BSG Fic: Weather'd Every Rack by inlovewithnight
Characters: Galen Tyrol
Spoilers: Through 3.04 (Exodus Pt.2)
Summary: "The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won. . . ."
Episodic television's a tough medium. Constantly hitting the reset button ruins your audience for dramatic storylines. They know there's no, or few, risks. Not BSG. This show hits the reset button and breaks your heart.
For Saul and Ellen, your heart bleeds. The weak woman who did her best for the one person who believed in her. Who faced the end bravely. The battered, stoic leader, who held her to the end, but couldn't speak those words of love, again, until it was too late. Where are your happy times?
For Kara Thrace, you bleed some more. Held captive so long, finally opening herself to the hope that she is not captive to her old, imagined destiny, then finding out it was all, again, a sham. More lost than ever, even as she's restored to the one place that always seemed like home.
For Gaius Baltar, you don't bleed, but you nod understandingly at his growing humanity. Here's a man who sees it all. His faults. Their faults. All faults. And he sees more than he ever could before -- he sees the darkness Gina felt on board the Pegasus. He sees the betrayal Felix has known, acknowledges it his own. And, yet, he can still find hope.
For the Pegasus, you mourn and yet you nod. A proud way for the ship to go out. A fitting end for the ship, saving so many others.
Sure, there are holes in the storyline, here and there. Sure, there are moments that weren't perfect. But, damn, if this still wasn't the best hour of television I've seen in years. Right up there with KLG.
Hats off to Ron Moore and David Eick as well as all the cast and crew.
Insta-rec BSG Fic: Weather'd Every Rack by inlovewithnight
Characters: Galen Tyrol
Spoilers: Through 3.04 (Exodus Pt.2)
Summary: "The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won. . . ."