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The antelope in the mousetrap. Here you go, Andy. (Don't read until you finish the series.)
Collaborative hallucinations. Last reactions to BSG (until this fall, when The Plan airs. And I’ll probably react to Caprica, too.)
The scifi bits at the beginning: patterned on humanoid mating rituals, coral spawn, commonly shared and recognized images for space battle like microscopic symphonies of breeding.
Chief=yes. Island in the northern hemisphere. Cold. Highlands. Misanthrope. Does it get any more desirable? (This is not me being facetious. This is utter sincerity on my part. My instinct toward reacting to situations as the Chief character reacts to situations overpowers at times.)
Gaius Baltar and Caprica 6 living out karmatic cycles patterned on angels. I accept this. Maybe Scientology is more accessible than I first suspected. But I’m not paying for religion.
Could we be more free than those times when we give up our attachments to all things material? We must want to be captive. This saves us the trouble of trying to figure out how to skip immediately to the end. This makes the process & journey & cause+effect invaluable/inviolate.
Kara/Lee handled prettily. Very satisfied there.
All Along the Watchtower as the ultimate collective unconsciousness and final thread of hope of a doomed civilization? Can’t argue.
Lastly, I will be entirely disappointed if humans actually don’t cause AI to go nuts and try to kill us all. I’m so entirely expecting it. Soon.
P.S. Jamie Bamber’s hair was kind of distracting for most of the finale. I couldn’t decide if I thought it was hot or if I thought it needed combing.
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Saturday, March 14, 2009
Key to saving humanity is a Bob Dylan song? I buy that.
reactions to BSG 6
Music is math. I'm not talking about arithmetic, at which I suck. I'm talking about the theoretical crap I could never dream to understand, but only wish I were that cool. And Anders saying "physics" I so sexy I could die.
Friday's episode broke my heart. Humanity has to rely on a handful of misfits to lead the way, a collection of those who had nothing left to lose even before the fall. Who better to go for it though? If you have nothing left to lose, do you have fear? Can you afford the high cost of hesitation? I'm getting a little Point Break here, but hesitation does cause your worst fears to come true.
So Adama did the coolest thing ever in recognizing the significance of saying fuck this noise, we are going after Hera because she means more to us than ourselves. Not because she's any kind of answer, but because everything matters when only a handful of misfits (sexy, intelligent, endearing, clever, freakishly strong and I'd have a shot of tequila with any of them any day kind of misfits) remain to make something out of nothing.
Baltar's the pigeon.
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Saturday, February 28, 2009
Compose to destroy. If writers can't be deities . . .
Reactions to BSG #5
Boomer back? A bit like unleashing a Fury.
Kara's cozy little hallucination? The evil genius producers saying, "goodbye, baby, Daddies love you" to their favorite incarnation of ass-kicking on the show.
Ship/Roslin.
Chief is no longer my TV boyfriend. It could never last.
Everyone is going to die. Soon.
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Saturday, February 14, 2009
Schizophasia, Galactica's osteoporosis, & stitched together
Reactions to BSG 4th part:
Notes after/toward schizophasia--
A book about rats.
Machines after makers. Machine is maker. That's new-ish, I think
but I forget. There's probably something I read.
I understand that to be what you do not wish to be would do things to you that you do not wish you had the capacity to feel.
Sometimes I wonder if they did this episode just to have Boomer back. For Galen. I mean, they cut right to him after that question about how love works.
Love doesn't work exactly, does it.
Beginning to understand the former limits. Limits self-imposed. Limits imposed by physics and biology and invention. So in other words, none but what the writers designate as plot points and conflict.
Poor Starbuck STILL doesn't know what she is.
Is the ship Adama, or is it Roslin? I think it's Adama. Cylons and humans are all the same thing in the end anyway. Maybe not natural selection in the strictest of senses, but adapting to the environment to survive at any rate. Those who adapt get to keep going. Mushed.
Treason wouldn't have fit here so it's best the god/maker/human/us v. them/invention/discovery/procreation/give a man a match stuff is without as much hope as Lee would like. He can deal with the mundane, but that's the hardest shit. The rest is speculation in creativity. I do not envy him. The Cylons on the other hand are fascination embodied. Walking Rubik's Cubes. Haute suture.
I'm waiting for the Great Owl to show up. And to tell me to ask for Nicodemus.
I even had a problem with prepositions earlier today.
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Saturday, February 07, 2009
If Anders dies, or is an invalid, I will be VERY unhappy.
Reactions to BSG #3
Adama did not get spaced, executed, or eaten by a gigantic space worm. Too bad, because the glimmer of utter fury in the President would have led to quite an entertaining conclusion to the series. I think she would have destroyed a lot of stuff.
Baltar gets laid a lot. I don't think there's a question as to why.
I am PISSED that Anders took it in the head. He either has to die, or make a full recovery. I couldn't stand the thought of him being an invalid. Heartless? Yes, but I'm that way. Interesting the slimy lawyer decided to turn back. Is that what revolution does? Bring out the best in people? (Did he seem concerned about the dog for one line, too? Nice.)
And then the best of Felix is nearly pathetic. At least he got to chat with his bff before execution. That was a nice sentimental-but-not-too scene. And he seemed to take it pretty well when he was about to get hole-punched. Also reasonable.
Felix getting death by firing squad makes complete sense. And when in space, why waste, so of course Zarek gets offed at the same time, but I think he was much much more of a villain than Felix. He should have had his throat slit. And then he should have been, while still conscious and bleeding, spaced. Or if anybody else has interesting torture techniques, please feel free to apply them to Zarek prior to his demise. What an ass. Great character. I still dislike Felix more. He's also probably the more interesting character.
BSG is on a roll.
Galen Tyrol is my new tv boyfriend.
P.S. If my reactions seem terse or uninsightful this week, it is because 1) I am a terse and uninsightful person generally, and 2) I am recovering from a very taxing but thankfully brief illness and am not yet capable of full engagement with my own faculties.
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