So we’re now at the half-way mark of the final season of Battlestar Galactica: a little episode called “Revelations”. In this episode, the Cylons and the Colonials make a truce and use the known Final Four cylons with Kara’s phantom Viper to find Earth — which they finally reach. So they land on Earth after three years of on-and-off searching and…it’s blasted. Nuclear war, apparently. Totally, completely irradiated, probably decades ago. And it looks a little like New York City.
So how did I feel about the ending? In a word: perfect. It was perfect. You would think that after years of searching, the colonials would finally make it to earth and be greeted with open arms or whatever, but nope: in reality, we earthlings blew ourselves up…as we are ought to do. So when our long lost brothers from other mothers find us, we’re long dead. The perfect midway cliffhanger for one of the best shows on television.
2009 won’t be able to get here fast enough. But then, I’ll read this again years from now and be like, oh yeah! I wrote that a long time ago. But right now? It’s gonna be torture.
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