Friends, it’s time for a talk.
We realize that you may look at the title of this post and think, Uh oh. They’ve done it. The Vores have finally waved the geek flag. Because — we’ll be honest — that’s how we felt about anyone who recommended “Battlestar Galactica.”
You remember Triumph the Comic Insult Dog talking to Star Wars nerds waiting in line for Attack of the Clones?
That’s basically how we felt about “Battlestar” fans.
Then we became ones.
“Battlestar Galactica” is so mind-blowingly awesome, we predict it’ll be our favorite TV show of 2009. And it’s only July! Such is the power that Admiral Adama and his Colonial Fleet have over us. Especially Dr. Gaius Baltar. We’re both over the moon for him. Is he crazy? Probably. Did he practically destroy the human race? Most definitely. Does he have imaginary conversations with a scantily-clad Cylon known as Six (and, worse, himself)? You betcha. At the height of his depravity, did he not look like Jesus, thus seamlessly transitioning from narcissistic psychobabbler to monotheistic prophet? Uh huh. And we loved every second of it.
Let’s back up for a second.
“Battlestar Galactica” is the story of the end — and beginning — of humankind. Humans are at war with a cybernetic race called Cylons. Most Cylons look like large, dorky, metallic action figures (humans refer to them derisively as “toasters”) with a roving red eye. Twelve Cylon models look like humans though. When one of the Cylons seduces Dr. Baltar and gains access to security codes on a planet called Caprica, the Cylons wipe out all but 50,000 survivors. What few humans escape from Caprica join up with the remnants of the Colonial fleet drifting through space. Their only hope? Finding Earth, the fabled lost colony and prophetic promised land.
For anyone wary of the sci-fi trappings of BSG, you need only watch the 180-minute miniseries which launched the new series. (BSG originally aired in the 70s.) You’ll find it isn’t so much an action geekfest as it is a morally complex drama; it’s the story of Exodus, set in space. The show takes on war, love, politics, survival, torture, abortion, betrayal, guilt, redemption, faith and morality. And at heart it’s a mystery. You know at the beginning there are twelve Cylon models that look like humans. The momentum of BSG stems from figuring out who all twelve are, and the way they are revealed. (We won’t give away the season or episode, but the reveal of Cylons #8, #9, #10 and #11 is just about as brilliant as TV gets.)
About “Battlestar Galactica,” our friend and Notre Dame alum Dr. Mark Andolina said of he and his wife Katie, “It has turned us into losers. We don’t do anything else.”
Hear, hear. “Battlestar” has turned us into losers too, and since we haven’t made the digital conversion yet and are still analog, we literally can’t do anything else.
We don’t know who the final Cylon is (we just finished season 4.0), but we do know this: The final season (4.5) comes out on DVD July 28th — and on that day, these two nerds will be comfortably parked on the couch, eager to press play.
Thank you to Dan Vore for buying us Season 1 when we wouldn’t have done it ourselves, and to Erik Brueggemann for loaning us every season since. You two nerds are okay in our book.