No Spoilers

January 27, 2009 - 3:16pm -- swingbug

This is a public service announcement regarding your health and safety.

Shawn and I are just now starting the last season of Battlestar Galactica. We’re doing the Netflix thing and we’re behind the rest of you watching it in real time, so if anyone tells me who the _______ of the final ________ is and what’s going on with _______ and finding the ______ that leads to _________, you’re fracking dead. You’ve been warned. Seriously. I’ll toss you out the nearest air lock, and well out of range of the nearest resurrection ship, my hand to gods. I’ve put up with a lot of questionable story plot to get here. I know way too many geeks and I feel like I’m walking around with my fingers permanently wedged in my ears singing la-la-la-la to avoid accidental spoilers.

I haven’t decided how I feel about this series. The miniseries is fantastic. The first season was equally splendid. It has interesting characters living in a well-devised world. The dialogue is pretty good, but the story line... well, occasionally it blows. The writers cheat a lot, something I’m not one to forgive lightly. I’ve found myself frequently saying, “I’ll give you four more episodes to see where you’re going with this before I give up on you entirely.” Inevitably, every time I hand this series an ultimatum, it bails itself out in the nick of time with truly bad-ass space battles and a plot twist that I never saw coming in a million years. So here I am. Seeing it through to what I’m promised is the last season. I’ll let you know how it pans out for me, and I’ll do it without spoiling the plot, because I have a soul.

So be kind, watch your mouth, and good hunting.

Thank you.

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