He’s just mad that the new Starbuck is more manly than anything he ever did. Prancing about with a Cheshire grin doesn’t cut it with a more intellectual audience. It’s about more than selling toys.
More gritty.
More violent.
Better story.
Better acting (not even close).
No friggin “Boxie” or a robotic dog.
No genius big-headed kid.
As I said, better by FAR.
And he just can’t take it.
"...a show of despair, sexual violence and family dysfunction. To better reflect the times of ambiguous morality in which we live, one would assume. A show in which the aliens (Cylons) are justified in their desire to destroy human civilization, one would assume. Indeed, let us not say who the good guys are and who the bad are. That is being “judgmental,” taking sides, and that kind of (simplistic) thinking went out with Margaret Thatcher and Ronald Reagan and Kathryn Hepburn and John Wayne and, well, the original “Battlestar Galactica.”