Right now, I have a hard time separating my enjoyment of Battlestar Galactica from my hopes and expectations for the remainder of the season. I have a hard time saying whether I am interested in and appreciative of the story as it is playing out, or whether I am only desperate to know what's going to happen. I do feel prepared to say this much: I ( Read more... )

( Oh oh, Ellen is gonna explain stuff! Gotta go! )

I'm not really up on my Sartre, and I wasn't going to spend a lot of time on Battlestar Galactica's most recent episode, 'No Exit.' But since I originally watched it braindead - ouch, um, whoops, I mean: just tired - in the wee hours on Saturday morning, after ten hours spent sewing two reversible shrugs, I was also going to make myself watch it ( Read more... )

( 'One day soon there's gonna be a reckoning': Long and Chock Full of BSG SPOILERS )

( frenetic BSG speculation - some SPOILERS for recent episodes )

Seriously. Something about Friday night's Battlestar Galactica instilled in me a powerful craving for the episodes of the early days: dogfights in space, utterly mysterious Cylon enemies (and friends), Baltar caught constantly in incriminating poses, hose fights. I had season 1 on in the background Sunday night while I finished writing my first ( Read more... )

( What is a Narcho, and other BSG SPOILERS )

( THIS TIME I CANNOT WAIT UNTIL THE EPISODE IS OVER TO POST )

So that was...  Weird? Dark. Intriguing?

( disorderly, spoilerish thoughts in no particular order )

Dear Ron Moore ( Read more... )