If you don't give a crap about Battlestar Galactica, you're excused from reading this post.
Okay, now, if you haven't seen tonight's episode yet and don't want it spoiled, you, too, may be excused from reading further.
So, they all reach Earth, humans and Cylons, in some sort of truce. And find a dead world. I'd been thinking, only half in jest, they'd find the Statue of Liberty half buried in the dirt and a bunch of sophisticated, clothed apes running around. My other theory, in case I was wrong about the devastation, was that they'd be attacked by the Earthers defending their home.
Talk about a tense hour. I thought it would take Kara forever to race through the ship with the news about the Viper. But the biggie is next week's final reveal. Who (or perhaps, what) is the last of the 5 secret Cylons?
I love the show and doubt I'll ever watch it again. It's brilliant. It's dark and it delves into the human psyche like no show before it. And yet, it isn't fun and when it comes to rewatching tv shows, I prefer an element of fun. There's been precious little humor. There's been hope. In the midst of all the pain and fears and destruction, there was the bit of hope the last of humanity held onto as they sought the fabled Earth, hoping to find a home, to find sanctuary there. Now, that appears to be dashed and what I'd hoped was going to ultimately be a tale of human survival and hope looks to be something far darker by the time the last episode draws to a close. Which is fine. It should be what it needs to be. But I don't think it's a place I would want to revisit, no matter how well done, no matter how brilliant.
Gonna be a long week, though.
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