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BATTLESTAR GALACTICA FINALE review
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1 million space nerds now with nothing to do on Friday nights…

So my favorite sci fi space parable of the human condition has taken its final bow (or starboard bow…boo joke) in the series finale of BATTLESTAR GALACTICA.

In the post Phantom Menace world, the space genre was the property of nerds and people in denial that George Lucas truly f***ed up the genre.

Then along came the Ronald Moore and David Eick’s reimagining of the once kitchy Star Wars rip off. With its handheld space battles, redisigned Cylon robots, and complex storylines, this show became the best frakin, gods damn (in space there are multiple gods, and frak is the f word) genre defying show on television. Period. It was cast with a bunch of unknowns and a couple of seasoned vets…the white chick from Dances With Wolves and the OG Latino dude from American Me.

My wifey, who is my litmus test for what’s corny and not so corny, usually has her super-hate-on for my geek sh*t, but she was just as hooked on the story of the last stand of the human race as I was. Episode after episode I marvelled at how this ‘sci fi’ show was the most honest, enlightening and entertaining show about the human struggle and our need to know our place, our purpose and our destiny in this thing we call life…or something like that. It was also full of lazer beams, explosions, hot fighter chicks, robots (new school and old), spaceships, awesome soundtrack, webisodes, and musings on god. And unlike the anticlimaxes of the Sopranos, Seinfeld, Friends, this finale delivered like a great bootycall. But like all good love affairs, it came to an end, with me in tears, my blankets pulled up to my chin, and a robot walking coldly away…

POP KILLAH
Murderin Pop since 2004

Posted: March 26th, 2009 | Category: Daily Fix