Alright. Anyone who knows me knows how much I adore Battlestar Galactica. I have my official guides and the âHow to Spot a Cylon Posterâ and the Propaganda ones too! A brief look at my statusâ show an almost unhealthy amount of references to Jamie Bamber and Katee Sackoff and the announcement she might be the new Doctor Who companion had me walking around with a grin on my face for two days straight. Its therefore not that strange that I feel empty inside. I will now feel as dated saying frak as I would frell. I may as well start refering to warriors. Iâm out of touch and already feeling like I need to go watch some Sanctuary. But as much as I adore her, Amanda Tapping is no Katee Sackoff!!!
And yet, The Plan fails to inspire the delight it should. My heart doesnât leap at the thought of more cylon adventures as much as it leapt at the beginning of season four. Caprica leaves me feeling vaguely interested. Make no mistake, Iâll watch them, as religiously as Kara Thrace is. But my unlimited and unrestricted love is gone. Ron Moore, youâve stripped me of my soul! Be greatful Joss Whedon built me another thatâs pretty and contains Eliza Dushku and Helo and Romo Lampkin!
For all its mysticism battlestar left me with nothing but plot holes! Did Ron Moore join an evangelical church sometime in the last twelve months, because it felt like I was reading a twilight novel! Perhaps I should compare and contrast to season 1! Laura Roslin v Kara Thrace. Religious prophets of two different times. The big difference? Drugs. A non-religious explanation. It didnât matter whether you believed in god, gods or Bill Adama! It still made sense. There was no definitive divine power and ultimately it was humanity (and their cylon counterparts) that dictated the cause of events. Things happened, eights overcame their programming, hybrids were concieved but all of this was within the realm of possibility. Really! If all that was going to happen was god was going rto stick a bunch of coordinates in Kara Thraceâs head he couldâve done that at the end of the miniseries!
As Adama said at the beginning âWe never answered the question "Why?" Why are we as a people worth saving? We still commit murder because of greed and spite, jealousy, and we still visit all of our sins upon our children. We refuse to accept the responsibility for anything that we've done, like we did with the Cylons. We decided to play God, create life. And when that life turned against us, we comforted ourselves in the knowledge that it really wasn't our fault, not really. You cannot play God then wash your hands of the things that you've created. Sooner or later, the day comes when you can't hide from the things that you've done anymore.â
But thats exactly what they did!!! At the end they were like, well weâve found a new planet and instead of actually developing! Of living with the cylons! They all just went of individually and spawned the whole cycle again! But we got cancelled and we need an ending... so oh well!
If the Plan came after, or potenitally had a bit that came after Iâd be happier, or at least optimistic. But thatâs it. The end! There is a higher power. Starbuckâs an Angel! This is fact! And by dropping in some fully developed humans didnât he just go fuck around with Darwin to a degree! Really! And I hate to make the Whedon comparisons but with a Whedon show at the end you think back and go Ohhhh!!!! He really is smarter than everyone else. At the end of Battlestar you frown slightly and go âReally? Thatâs it? Seriously though? You couldnât count the number of cylon models?â At its heart, I think it comes down to the fact that they never thought theyâd get beyond the miniseries, then the first twelve episodes, then they only thought theyâd only get to the first new planet. And their parent comapny just kept adding episodes here and there. While Whedon, for exmaple (because everything is held in comparison to him)