Battlestarz Craziness!!! ROSLIN I LOVE YOU!
Cross-posted to chamalla_dreams, bsg_femslash...
I don't usually do reviews or rant and rave over BSG episodes but by the GODS, this one I couldn't resist! So just ignore this if you aren't up for fan-girl screaming. No, this is not meta, this is fan-girl screaming.
And Roslin worship.
And Teh Ghey ranty-raves that just went over-board.
Oh my frakkin' gods. OH MY GODS. Roslin killed me. I am DED. So frakkin' dead *blubbers incoherently, dies and goes to heaven*. That episode mashed my brains and had me squealing the entire time, if not for all the Kara/Lee, Lee/Dee, Kara/Anders emo-angst dashed rudely over the entire thing. Though I admit, I did enjoy seeing Lee suffer because Dee matters!
Oh, Anders. Oh, Starbuck. These two are so doomed but Anders, I'd probably love you as much as Roslin if you only knew that you probably deserve better! All this blind following around for pure love made me retch but hey, that's your thing, and I totally respect that. As for Kara. DAMMIT BSG writers, can't she have decent screen time with the women for once? I mean, my Kara/Laura OTP is rotting at the bottom of marriage-angst; I want POWER DYNAMICS. I want whips, and leather, and oh my goodness, presidential desks and SKIRTS!
Above all, oh by all the nymphs that rule TV heaven, people are listening to the clamor of goddess-goodness: Evil Roslin! Oooooh, marry meeee! Mary me! My Mary? I don't think I've ever actually known how much I just love how ruthless you could be screaming all over Baltar like that. And all that air-locking goodness, how you waved your pretty arms and chucked a thumb out the door. Not to mention handing over Baltar's glasses, and lighting a cigar. LIGHTING THE CIGAR. Do you have any idea how (many people die of smoking a year?!) sexy that was? Just PRECIOUS! A woman has never looked so sexy in a presidential suit than screaming at Gaius and colluding with Tigh.
Oh Tigh. Tigh, I love you because you're Roslin's pet in this episode. All the frakkin' big-wigs were! Oh Bill. You Colonial military people totally rock, playing in the sand-box with the President like that. And Adama is evil in this Roslin-ish way and thank you for making him a disciple of pragmatism and torture. He's learning quite a bit from the political arm, isn't he? Oh, how he has grown!
Oh, yay to Baltar 'calling' the bluff. Baltar, Baltar, the actor who plays you is genius. I love your character to bits, and for all the wrong reasons. Because really, your way of thinking is screwed up, down and under but logical nonetheless. And the fact that your pretty accent PWNS...well, that's excuse enough for everything. If you're a Cylon, then you've joined the coolest race alive and therefore, I will absolve you of craziness. Waking up in a tank was the cherry on the proverbial pie.
Gaeta, you big gay-mo, compelled to leave your bunk and share the doctor's space at so late an hour. Saving his life, and then wheedling out information. Have you any training in interrogation? I mean, DUDE, watch where your eyes go! And that bit with the pen...truly more powerful than the sword, yes? No need to get rough on the doctor; he loves you too! Oh!
Six...don't even get me started. All the Baltar-brain wankery! Let's just say it was a shot to the head and you were lovely as always.
And Chief. Oh Chief. You naughty thing. You have a soft place in my heart but for some reason, seeing you with Callie makes me uncomfortable. But hey, that's your thing, and I totally respect that. Wait, Callie wasn't even in the episode!
WHERE is my Helo/Athena? WHERE were the Cylons in this episode? Oh, baby Hera, a glimpse of you would have been nice, especially since everyone's getting into all this trouble because of you!
*
This entire episode was VINDICATION for fic writers everywhere, well for me anyway. It is absolute FODDER for pairings. All the fanon loveliness: Kara/Lee/Anders, Dualla/Lee, Roslin's uber-coolness that I'll have such a HARD time getting over (I never will), Adama's dark side and hiding all the torture devices for precious Baltar moments (which I love!), Tigh and Roslin mise-en-scene (Tigh, I'm liking you better all the time), not to mention Baltar/Roslin wrong-ness (but hey, I'm open that way) and countless other things which some of you may wanna list down right here. Gaeta/Baltar has never seemed sweeter with all the man-pain! There may even be room for Lee/Tyrol stuff but oh, let's not get carried away!
Need I even mention the Six/Laura of infinite possibilities?
Oh, Battlestar! What a lovely episode.
Though of course plot-wise, it just kind of fell short. A bridge episode, if you will.
Alright, I'll stop now. I just had to get that out of my system.
I don't usually do reviews or rant and rave over BSG episodes but by the GODS, this one I couldn't resist! So just ignore this if you aren't up for fan-girl screaming. No, this is not meta, this is fan-girl screaming.
And Roslin worship.
And Teh Ghey ranty-raves that just went over-board.
Oh my frakkin' gods. OH MY GODS. Roslin killed me. I am DED. So frakkin' dead *blubbers incoherently, dies and goes to heaven*. That episode mashed my brains and had me squealing the entire time, if not for all the Kara/Lee, Lee/Dee, Kara/Anders emo-angst dashed rudely over the entire thing. Though I admit, I did enjoy seeing Lee suffer because Dee matters!
Oh, Anders. Oh, Starbuck. These two are so doomed but Anders, I'd probably love you as much as Roslin if you only knew that you probably deserve better! All this blind following around for pure love made me retch but hey, that's your thing, and I totally respect that. As for Kara. DAMMIT BSG writers, can't she have decent screen time with the women for once? I mean, my Kara/Laura OTP is rotting at the bottom of marriage-angst; I want POWER DYNAMICS. I want whips, and leather, and oh my goodness, presidential desks and SKIRTS!
Above all, oh by all the nymphs that rule TV heaven, people are listening to the clamor of goddess-goodness: Evil Roslin! Oooooh, marry meeee! Mary me! My Mary? I don't think I've ever actually known how much I just love how ruthless you could be screaming all over Baltar like that. And all that air-locking goodness, how you waved your pretty arms and chucked a thumb out the door. Not to mention handing over Baltar's glasses, and lighting a cigar. LIGHTING THE CIGAR. Do you have any idea how (many people die of smoking a year?!) sexy that was? Just PRECIOUS! A woman has never looked so sexy in a presidential suit than screaming at Gaius and colluding with Tigh.
Oh Tigh. Tigh, I love you because you're Roslin's pet in this episode. All the frakkin' big-wigs were! Oh Bill. You Colonial military people totally rock, playing in the sand-box with the President like that. And Adama is evil in this Roslin-ish way and thank you for making him a disciple of pragmatism and torture. He's learning quite a bit from the political arm, isn't he? Oh, how he has grown!
Oh, yay to Baltar 'calling' the bluff. Baltar, Baltar, the actor who plays you is genius. I love your character to bits, and for all the wrong reasons. Because really, your way of thinking is screwed up, down and under but logical nonetheless. And the fact that your pretty accent PWNS...well, that's excuse enough for everything. If you're a Cylon, then you've joined the coolest race alive and therefore, I will absolve you of craziness. Waking up in a tank was the cherry on the proverbial pie.
Gaeta, you big gay-mo, compelled to leave your bunk and share the doctor's space at so late an hour. Saving his life, and then wheedling out information. Have you any training in interrogation? I mean, DUDE, watch where your eyes go! And that bit with the pen...truly more powerful than the sword, yes? No need to get rough on the doctor; he loves you too! Oh!
Six...don't even get me started. All the Baltar-brain wankery! Let's just say it was a shot to the head and you were lovely as always.
And Chief. Oh Chief. You naughty thing. You have a soft place in my heart but for some reason, seeing you with Callie makes me uncomfortable. But hey, that's your thing, and I totally respect that. Wait, Callie wasn't even in the episode!
WHERE is my Helo/Athena? WHERE were the Cylons in this episode? Oh, baby Hera, a glimpse of you would have been nice, especially since everyone's getting into all this trouble because of you!
*
This entire episode was VINDICATION for fic writers everywhere, well for me anyway. It is absolute FODDER for pairings. All the fanon loveliness: Kara/Lee/Anders, Dualla/Lee, Roslin's uber-coolness that I'll have such a HARD time getting over (I never will), Adama's dark side and hiding all the torture devices for precious Baltar moments (which I love!), Tigh and Roslin mise-en-scene (Tigh, I'm liking you better all the time), not to mention Baltar/Roslin wrong-ness (but hey, I'm open that way) and countless other things which some of you may wanna list down right here. Gaeta/Baltar has never seemed sweeter with all the man-pain! There may even be room for Lee/Tyrol stuff but oh, let's not get carried away!
Need I even mention the Six/Laura of infinite possibilities?
Oh, Battlestar! What a lovely episode.
Though of course plot-wise, it just kind of fell short. A bridge episode, if you will.
Alright, I'll stop now. I just had to get that out of my system.