Oh Frakking Hell
I’ve been struggling for a few days now to write this post as Battlestar Galactica is so epic, it’s a bit difficult to review. If I’d watched the show like any normal person, I could probably give you a coherent blow-by-blow, but as it is, I’m trying to encapsulate my thoughts on four seasons worth of story into one tiny (okay, really long) little entry.
Battlestar Galactica
My dear friend, The Inimitable Bex, is an enormous fan and had been suggesting to me for ages the show as one I would enjoy. She hasn’t been the only one, various friends whose artistic opinions I value had continually been at me to give Battlestar Galactica a go, citing it as being “totally up [my] alley”. It hits all my “buttons” (so to speak): religion, mythology, post-apocalyptic narratives, forged families, etc. Spoilers follow beneath the cut.
