Happy and Sad, together at last!
I finished the Battlestar Galactica series last night, and without going into details and spoiling it for others I would like to say a couple of general things about the impressions it has left on me.
I laid down last night after watching the final episode, and BSG was running through my head while I laid there unable to sleep. The emotions that came over me throughout the series, and most profoundly then as I digested the series, are tough to describe. I felt as if I had been enveloped by the vague sadness of determinism, with life being full of incredible heartbreak and breath-stopping sorrow which simultaneously are the reason that life has the potential to be so fucking beautiful. That dualistic feeling is basically what I felt the entire series, and I applaud the creators for pulling that off.
I laid down last night after watching the final episode, and BSG was running through my head while I laid there unable to sleep. The emotions that came over me throughout the series, and most profoundly then as I digested the series, are tough to describe. I felt as if I had been enveloped by the vague sadness of determinism, with life being full of incredible heartbreak and breath-stopping sorrow which simultaneously are the reason that life has the potential to be so fucking beautiful. That dualistic feeling is basically what I felt the entire series, and I applaud the creators for pulling that off.