"Torn" - A review in screencaps.
Yeah, this one's way too late. I've had a hard time doing screencap reviews lately, though I don't know why. Better late than never, though, and I hope y'all enjoy this one!
Battlestar Galactica 3.06 - "Torn"
The Cylons' Day-Planner
(All pics are courtesy of bsg-caps.com.)
The Cylons claim to have "A Plan" -- so what the hell is it? Some possibilities:
Open a charming little seaside bed and breakfast on Kobol?
Rid the universe of all colors besides red, black, and white?
Naked tai chi - the wave of the future?
Drive Baltar crazy? (Oh, wait....)
Techno!Manicures?
Gooey orgasms?
Hmm. I'll stick with the good ol' human plan.
In other news....
I'm amused by how their mouths are blurred out so we can't read their lips.
Someone was hitting the gym during the way-too-long hiatus, no?
If Three had just undone one more button, she'd have owned Baltar.
MAJOR Lee "Apollo" Adama. Whee!
Hot Dog now has emo kid hair.
Poor Kara's just plain emo.
Open mouth, insert... uh....
Oh, dear. This won't end well.
CROUTON LOVE!
Seriously, did she escape from the Caprican version of Burning Man?
Okay, I could talk about the unrealistically fast weight loss and musculature, but do any of us really give a damn? Hot Lee + Helo = joy!
If they're going to play Exposition Fairies, could they at least wear sparkly tutus?
You know that the English translation of that is totally smutty.
Few good things begin with Tigh taking a drink.
On the plus side, Girlfriend's looking kinda saucy here (and on the sauce....)
I swear I saw that dripping water thingy at a tacky Chinese restaurant.
Six knows she's lost it when Baltar's not even staring at her boobs.
If he's going to become a Raptor pilot, what would his callsign be?
The Cylons apparenty ran out of their supplies of TheraFlu.
In a stunning upset, Leoben beats Doral for the title of "Pimp Daddy Cylon".
Doral is not amused. Obviously, this calls for more polyester. Maybe even sequins.
"Okay, you're pissed off. Whatever. But don't bogart our damn Funyuns."
Ah, but Adama knows just how to take the "Fun" out of our favorite onion-y snack.
"I'm stoic and one-eyed, beyotch."
"I give better bitchface. So there."
Now she gets Daddy issues to go with her subscription to Mommy Sucks Weekly.
"Look, I know you were my lovah best friend, but I'm dumping your ass."
Aww! Buh-bye, long locks of boho doom!
(Though a round of applause to Katee for doing this in one take. Wow.)
Camp Oilslick: Pajama Party for the Damned.
ONOZ! ATTACK OF THE PSYCHO, LEOBEN-FAKE-SPAWN ZOMBIE TODDLER!
Watch out, Kara! That adorable kid is totally gonna eat your tastee brainz!!!
On a somber note -- why do I have a feeling Tigh will be dead by the S3 finale? :(
Yay for happy Racetrack! (She's so purty.) Which, of course, means...
Cue the poundy drums, because if Sharon's this freaked out, it ain't gonna be good.
Though this episode felt a bit too much like filler, it sure did bring The Pretty.
That's all for this week, folks! Tune in Friday, when we'll see:
Battlestar Galactica 3.06 - "Torn"
The Cylons' Day-Planner
(All pics are courtesy of bsg-caps.com.)
The Cylons claim to have "A Plan" -- so what the hell is it? Some possibilities:
Open a charming little seaside bed and breakfast on Kobol?
Rid the universe of all colors besides red, black, and white?
Naked tai chi - the wave of the future?
Drive Baltar crazy? (Oh, wait....)
Techno!Manicures?
Gooey orgasms?
Hmm. I'll stick with the good ol' human plan.
In other news....
I'm amused by how their mouths are blurred out so we can't read their lips.
Someone was hitting the gym during the way-too-long hiatus, no?
If Three had just undone one more button, she'd have owned Baltar.
MAJOR Lee "Apollo" Adama. Whee!
Hot Dog now has emo kid hair.
Poor Kara's just plain emo.
Open mouth, insert... uh....
Oh, dear. This won't end well.
CROUTON LOVE!
Seriously, did she escape from the Caprican version of Burning Man?
Okay, I could talk about the unrealistically fast weight loss and musculature, but do any of us really give a damn? Hot Lee + Helo = joy!
If they're going to play Exposition Fairies, could they at least wear sparkly tutus?
You know that the English translation of that is totally smutty.
Few good things begin with Tigh taking a drink.
On the plus side, Girlfriend's looking kinda saucy here (and on the sauce....)
I swear I saw that dripping water thingy at a tacky Chinese restaurant.
Six knows she's lost it when Baltar's not even staring at her boobs.
If he's going to become a Raptor pilot, what would his callsign be?
The Cylons apparenty ran out of their supplies of TheraFlu.
In a stunning upset, Leoben beats Doral for the title of "Pimp Daddy Cylon".
Doral is not amused. Obviously, this calls for more polyester. Maybe even sequins.
"Okay, you're pissed off. Whatever. But don't bogart our damn Funyuns."
Ah, but Adama knows just how to take the "Fun" out of our favorite onion-y snack.
"I'm stoic and one-eyed, beyotch."
"I give better bitchface. So there."
Now she gets Daddy issues to go with her subscription to Mommy Sucks Weekly.
"Look, I know you were my lovah best friend, but I'm dumping your ass."
Aww! Buh-bye, long locks of boho doom!
(Though a round of applause to Katee for doing this in one take. Wow.)
Camp Oilslick: Pajama Party for the Damned.
ONOZ! ATTACK OF THE PSYCHO, LEOBEN-FAKE-SPAWN ZOMBIE TODDLER!
Watch out, Kara! That adorable kid is totally gonna eat your tastee brainz!!!
On a somber note -- why do I have a feeling Tigh will be dead by the S3 finale? :(
Yay for happy Racetrack! (She's so purty.) Which, of course, means...
Cue the poundy drums, because if Sharon's this freaked out, it ain't gonna be good.
Though this episode felt a bit too much like filler, it sure did bring The Pretty.
That's all for this week, folks! Tune in Friday, when we'll see:
- The Cylons get sick of the red and black, so they redecorate in a pastel color scheme inspired by Miami Vice (EJO shout-out!)
- To celebrate his return to studliness, Lee takes up Sharon on her offer to teach him about Naked Tai Chi.
- Tigh manages to not die for another week. Unfortunately, he starts swinging a noose and threatening to string up anyone who looks at him funny.
- Inspired by their scene this week, Roslin and Gaeta stage the Exposition Fairy Nutcracker.
- Adama's got his ass-kickin' leg in shape, so he starts the official Galactica Soccer and Foot Up Your Ass Squad. The uniforms are fabulous.
- Not that any of it matters, because Zombie!Kacey will be too busy eating everyone's tastee brainz.
- And finally... the Democrats take control of Congress! (Oh, wait... ;)