I Succumb!

One of my esteemed roommates, who I'll call Violetta, has been going on and on about this curious show on the "Sci Fi Channel," "Battlestar Galactica." I find that such shows about spaceships are often clumsy, broad attempts to bring on Larger Truths about Life, which is far too easy when the crew is held captive by the enclosure of the ship. (Exception: Spaceballs.)

And I resisted, time and time again, this lure of "Battlestar Galactica," protesting that the old series was absurd and full of machismo that more refined males like myself refuse to entertain. I'd far prefer watching an old Ginger Rogers "girl making it in the big city" movie or perhaps my worn-out copy of North by Northwest. No spaceships, please! (Perhaps I was spoilt for all spacefighting scenes by the dolorous ennui of the horrid Star Wars prequels. Lucas, what has become of ye?)

And yet, I succumbed. Perhaps it was the haunting soundtrack; or maybe the creepy, animatronic fearsome Cylons (who remind me quite a bit of a few cats in my younger years, barely escaping their jaws); or the sparks bursting forth between Cptn. Lee Adama and ace pilot Starbuck. Now I cannot help myself. I've watched clear through Violetta's Season 1 DVD collection and now I am dying to start Season 2. Thus, I took her credit card and ordered the first half of Season 2.

Yes, HALF of Season 2. You see, for some reason, "they" (this faceless, all-controlling corporate "they"!!) are releasing it in halves. And yet, I cannot help myself!! This was like waiting to find out who shot JR!

So I threw down $35. I'm ashamed, but I must see how Commander Adama is holding up....if President Roslin will survive another year...and so on, and so forth. What a wonderful mix of the truisms of human nature, the vagaries of politics, the excitement of a frontier undiscovered, the fierce battle for survival, and for the potential of enemies to intermingle (in the Biblical fashion, no less!).

I think my favorite relationship is that of the Mom-Dad roles played by Roslin and Adama. Naturally, Lee, who as Roslin's advisor, is torn between his crusty father and the warm, intelligent Roslin, is the do-good son with huge conflicts. Who will he choose? Often, Roslin and Adama meet halfway, like any parents worth their salt. But will Lee lose his father both physically and emotionally during this most crucial time - during a huge break in philosophies between the two leaders? Will he find his own voice, perhaps? And, will he "do it" with Starbuck?

Season 2, hurry!