That's too hard. BTW are you ready for the new remake of Quark? 
Posted on 12/08/2003 7:13:14 PM PST by RandallFlagg
Starbuck's a woman, Cylons look human, Cylon ships look like the old Cylon heads. Other than that, I thought the show was interesting.
Battlestar Prophylactica? LOL! That has *got* to be a porn film title!
Funny you mention WC. Where do you think Chris got the idea for the look of the Kilrathi ships? Ya think they bear a striking resemblence to the original Cylon ships?
Yeah, but I'm glad he finally got to do it. He was wanting to do that for years. A dream come true for him.
Kewl! All we've got is engineers...
Can't believe I gave up American chopper and Monster Garage for this.
Thats right they will be on again this evening.
So the plot of American Chopper? Son's build chopper, dad watchs, sons screw up or screw off, dad yells, sons get back to work, somehow they end up building a cool chopper through all of this. There has to be some acting to all of this, I can't believe they accomplish as much as they so with that much bitching.
Plot of Monster Garage? Pretty much the same but less yelling.
******************************
TV Review: Battlestar Galactica
A disappointingly minimalist and uninvolving rendering of a very promising concept.
December 05, 2003 - "Never create what you can't control" implores the promotional campaign for the Sci Fi Channel's "reinvention" of Battlestar Galactica. Perhaps the network should have heeded its own advice: Rarely in the history of entertainment has a "re-imagining" demonstrated so much contempt for its source material – and rarely has a project with so much innate potential failed on so many fundamental levels. The new Galactica is not just a sewer dweller of a remake – it is a behemoth of troubled and inprecise storytelling whose brightest moments are only dim approximations of what they might have been.
The trouble seems to stem from the ground up – it's difficult to look at this "miniseries" (a two-part, four-hour TV movie) and believe The Powers That Be had any true understanding of the qualities that allowed the original 1978 television series to remain in people's memories for over two decades, or possessed the slightest comprehension of the stirring human drama indigenous in the concept itself.
Original series creator Glen A. Larson's multifaceted, allegorical epic has been replaced here by a one-dimensional "bottle" show (industry term for a show that rarely leaves a contained environment). The original series could be seen as a scathing examination of reverse imperialism: An enlightened, borderline decadent culture (the "human race" – a.k.a. Western Civilization) is run from its homeland by an oppressive empire of mechanical warriors who relentlessly hunt them down – bent on genocidally exterminating mankind. These automatons were utterly uninterested in the desires, hopes, or fears of others – they wanted only one way of things in the universe – their way – and would settle for nothing less. So, in essence, Galactica was originally an allegory for Western Civilization (the United States, Great Britain, etc.) being bullied and burned in the same way we have bullied and burned other nations for centuries.
Piled on top of this sublime socio-political undercurrent were several other intriguing ironies and conceits:
These mechanical nemeses were called Cylons. They were a humanoid species who became so entwined with its technology that the technology became a physical part of them. I.e., they were "the Borg" – about a decade before the Borg debuted on Star Trek: The Next Generation. Despite their technology-over-naturalism approach, the Cylon hierarchy of command was actually rotting from within due to some very human failings: Greed, opportunism, and lack of accountability perpetually hindered the Cylon efforts to exterminate mankind. The human failings of these technically perfect machines was slowly becoming their undoing.
These humans, who are being hunted from existence by these pesky lords of technology, repeatedly turn to technology to save themselves.
No matter how you look at it, the show's core was about faith. The characters in the original series did not always agree with each other, nor did they always comprehend (individually, or as a populous) what their future held. Not all of them were certain they would even find the new home they were seeking – "a shining planet known as Earth" – nor did they always believe in the people leading them there. But, somehow, they always found faith. Not just faith in "Gods" or "lords" (although religion & its place in society were certainly elements in the series) – faith in The Way of Things. Faith that tragic endings really can herald new beginnings. Faith in the axiom that we are only as alone as we let ourselves be. Faith in the strength of fellowship – sometimes having someone at our side in the darkest hour is more meaningful than the most powerful weapon anyone can construct. Faith that hope is more significant than all the answers we could ever actively seek. Faith that somehow, in some way, things will be better.
These qualities are not being mentioned in order to talk-up the (admittedly flawed) original series. This is simply meant to provide a sampling of the innate conceptual depth you will not find in the new Galactica. Gone is nearly every edgy and unique undercurrent that fuels the basic premise. Galactica is about a holocaust, yet the new movie offers no moments as gutwrenchingly truthful as the original series' pan around the Battlestar's bridge...to see the faces of Galactica's crew...crying in anguish...as they watch live video feeds of their homeworlds being obliterated. Here, Galactica gets wind of the Cylon attack on the human's homeworlds, and her crew stands around discussing the incident as if chatting about the score of a football game. There's a moment when lead Edward James Olmos believes someone he loves to be dead – he looks more like he needs laxatives than appearing genuinely upset. The people in this movie are as cold and mechanical as the Cylons they are fighting – and as cold and mechanical as the desperately contrived plot around them. All things considered, it's rather silly – and extremely distancing.
There's a very real sense this new Galactica is terrified to be genuine. Which is odd given the producers' repeated insistence that their new "take" on the show was designed to accentuate both realism and humanity. But every moment that (even skittishly) approaches being "real" or "human" is catastrophically muted by innate tackiness and sleazy excess. There is sex on this show –– more sex than many viewers have likely seen (or had) in some time. But there is no love making. There is hostility, doubt, and anger –– but not towards ideas that matter. The humans focus it on each other –– where is affection, respect, and cohesion in a time of apocalyptic crisis? There is spoken remorse, but where are the tears? The good ship Galactica rarely embodies heroism, decency, or any quality that makes humanity exceptional –– only dysfunction, distrust, and antagonism are evident. And if this is the measure of the human race, why...exactly...are we worth saving?
Galactica is utterly annihilated by narrative laziness, and a staggering inattention to detail –– but this is only a reflection of logic gaffes which eventually grind the show's Teletubbies-like pacing to a nearly complete halt. Bizarre inconsistencies like:
Cylons use nuclear weapons. If "nukes" exist in this universe, then so must the Electo-Magnetic Pulse (EMP) that accompanies the blast. EMP can stop machines dead in their tracks. Why isn't it used against the Cylons here? It is not –– here, with no explanation given. In this Galactica universe, the holocaust that sets mankind on the run to begin with would, in actuality, be something of a wash.
The human race has now mastered faster-than-light travel of some sort, and the creation of artificial intelligence. Why are we still having trouble beating diseases like cancer, against which significant headway has already been made in our (much more primitive) modern time? Instead, we are treated to a profoundly awkward sequence in which Mary McDonnell –– suffering from the disease –– sneaks into the restroom of a space shuttle to feel her breast on-camera.
The Cylons despise mankind so much that they will settle for nothing less than bombing us out of existence. So, the next generation model of Cylon...what...looks human? They're embracing the template for the very thing they wish to destroy? No matter how desperately the filmmakers try to misdirect us from this fact, it doesn't bring any integrity or –– or any baseline points of association –– to the proceedings. If anything, the humanizing of the Cylons nearly completely undercuts the story both variants of Galactica are trying to tell. Which goes back to the lack of understanding...not just about Galactica, but dramatic dynamic in general...mentioned above. It is difficult, if not impossible, to undertake an endeavor successfully if its essence has not been clearly defined.
Regardless of whether this miniseries is judged as a "remake" / "re-invention" –– or if it is considered on its own merits –– Galactica may ultimately be remembered as one of the most dispassionate, antagonistic, pessimistic, and impersonal "dramas" mounted for television in some time. It shuns the most precious conceit in its own basic story...indeed, the most precious commodity anywhere: Hope. This doesn't make for a show that is evocative, atmospheric, or emotionally challenging. This simply creates for a relentlessly unpleasant viewing experience. Battlestar Galactica is as artificially inflated as some of the most hollow programming ever aired on television.
Beautiful people...posing and posturing...spend their time being smart asses (or shouting and bickering) because they are not grown-up enough –– or professional enough –– to communicate more effectively, or attain their goals through any other means. Galactica more closely resembles an episode of melodramatic oldies like Melrose Place or Dynasty than epic science fiction, or any mythos ever created. It feels (and even looks) more like the Wing Commander feature film than a show that is trying to be as unique and as different as its producers have repeatedly asserted. In fact, Wing Commander isn't a bad comparison to this new miniseries. If you've seen that movie, then you've a fair clue what to expect here.
Which begs the question: If this is all The Powers That Be ever intended to bring to the show, why bother to utilize such a compelling premise at all, especially in light of the abandonment of its most basic tenets? Glen A. Larson –– who did not write this miniseries, but was owed a "written by" credit on this new project (as creator of the source material) per Writers Guild of America stipulations –– opted to not place his real name on this reboot, installing the pseudonym Christopher Eric James instead. Which, in itself, speaks volumes.
In the end, it is Galactica fans –– who have waited decades for their show to return –– who will be most hurt by potentially negative fallout from this miniseries. Should the project evolve into a television series, it's unlikely anyone interested in the original will be able to stomach Battlestar Light on a weekly basis. Should ratings for this broadcast not pan out, the fanbase will be summarily blamed by a network decrying "no one wants to see Galactica anymore!" –– and little thought will be given to the disenfranchising nature of the product being generated. This has happened before, when Warner Bros. (unaffiliated with this project) decided fans didn't want more Batman movies, after the dismal failure of Batman and Robin. No one stopped to think that fans did, in actuality, want more Batman –– they just wanted better product...and something more truthful to the namesake...than what they got. They voted with their pocket books, and they got burned. It's taken 6 years for another Bat flick to finally hit the pipeline. It's likely Galactica would take quite a bit longer to be re-re-born if things don't go well when the miniseries airs on December 8 and 9. Which isn't a reasonable fate for any title of this nature, and a graphic exemplification of why more care should be taken when undertaking such endeavors.
The new Battlestar Galactica embodies everything wrong with the creative process in filmmaking and television these days –– and plainly illustrates the all-too-obvious hazards of remaking material simply for the sake of remaking it. Perhaps someday Galactica will live again...again, and someone will come along and reverse engineer the damage that Moore and company have brought to the equation. Maybe then we'll end up with a product that actually demonstrates a bit of thought and common sense –– and find a show that remotely resembles the series being deliberately evoked through the use of the title itself...
-- Glen Oliver
And that title has stuck in my head since the time I read that issue. LOL!
I fail to see how a cigar smoking female fighter pilot is PC!? Women can actually take higher G forces than men, I expect that most fighter pilots are women 20 years out. That is except for the RPV fighters. And a woman smoking a cigar is kind of a slap in the face of Nags.
If the producers wanted people to do so, they should have presented it on its own merits (i.e. made it a new show rather than a remake of an old one).
I never saw a robot pilot a ship. The Cylon ships appeared to be robots to me, even had the Cylon red scanning eye!
Nooooooooo!!! Say it ain't so! I like TM a bunch.
Back on topic: I liked last night's Batttlestar quite a bit. The hottie blonde Cylon makes me feel like when I used to climb the rope in gym class...8^)
I thought the same things about political correctness. Okay, they have a female Starbuck, Adama's hispanic, Boomer's asian, and Colonel Tigh is white. Things are all mixed up. :) Weren't the cylons a creation of aliens?
They could have made it a lot worse, and maybe it works after all. The whole father and son thing over a lost brother was a bit formulaic and you'd figure they would have learned not to have too many interconnected systems on their warships. But in a way their reliance on antiquated technology to fight the cylons is interesting. Too much automation weakens humanity, but automation makes things easy. Baltar is different too. He's not the big "I have humanity" kind of traitor. He's the "thinks with the wrong head" kind of traitor. Because of selfishness he destroys humanity. I can't imagine this Baltar in one of the alien ships laughing and humans dying. Maybe this is better, I don't know.
That's too hard. BTW are you ready for the new remake of Quark?
And Tricia Helfer as Evil Cylon Babe #6 is simply über-hot.
There's some excellent work on the male side as well; granted, Lee/Apollo was a little on the whiny side last night [and I wasn't thrilled about the fact that his Mom & Dad got divorced], but there was outstanding chemistry between Edward James Olmos, as Adama, and Michael Hogan, as his Number Two. [Hogan is the one who gets bitch-slapped by Lady Starbucks at the poker table, but it turns out he ain't the wuss you'd expect him to be.]
The jury will rule on Political Correctness with the conclusion this evening. The biggest dilemma is presented by Stands With A Fist Up Her Ass: Will she become an evil Marxist-Fascist-Cylon-Fifth-Columnist Hillary Clinton, or a take-no-prisoners, iron-maiden, I'm-straddling-you-in-your-wildest-fantasies Ann Coulter? I'm worried that they're pushing her towards the former, and that Olmos, Hagen, et al will degenerate into a bunch of Harold-Ickesish-Sidney-Blumenthalian-Rahm-Emanuelian girly men.
It will also be interesting to see what they do with the character of Baltar. He was a really slimy [Bill] Clintonesque philanderer in part one [although it's hard to blame him, given the quality of the chicks that were spreading for him last night]; we'll see whether he grows a spine in part two.
Disclaimer: Opinions posted on Free Republic are those of the individual posters and do not necessarily represent the opinion of Free Republic or its management. All materials posted herein are protected by copyright law and the exemption for fair use of copyrighted works.