When I was in third or fourth grade there was this kid who claimed to be from the Battlestar Galactica world. This 1980 show seemed to justify his unique worldview, like this is why he was among us, right? We thought we was just being goofy but when someone told him “Dude … it’s just a TV show” he got really sincerely upset and kind of lost it.
I sometimes wonder if he had a horrible home life or something and feel a little bad about being in the group that teased him once in a while.
I’m one of the people who enjoyed original BSG unironically (helped by being around 10 at the time), but even I couldn’t stand the juvenile nature of BSG 1980.
I’m still let down that Caprica got canned waaaaay prematurely. And not solely because I was crushing on Alessandra Torresani!
I was 13 when this came out, and it was both very cool to see and utterly disappointing. “Why’s Mr. Brady on this show?” The super-scouts idea and the kid genius boss were hated by everyone in my 6th grade class, but the Wolfman Jack storyline was considered pretty cool but a little silly, especially when the damaged Cylon said “WOO-man!” Everyone wanted a flying motorcycle like these, and since The Muppet Show was still very popular we all joked about “CHIIIIIPS IIIIINN SPAAAAACE!” as a riff from Pigs In Space.
I was just reading about how some of the stuff that made no sense in the new series actually makes a lot more sense in the view of the earlier versions, like the Seraphs.
Shark? We’re full on jumping a whale up in here.
No. Not cool. Cynical, an attempt to sell toys. Bad touch. Bad touch.
It was horrible and scarred my elementary school soul, after waiting a year for them to bring back my favorite show.
This was worse then watching Boxey go toddling off into obvious danger after his stupid dagget in the original series, which made me scream at the top of my lungs.
Worse than my mom giving me a bowl cut because that cute little boy on the show I liked had one.
This was worse than the second season of Buck Rogers where they turned Col. Deering into a stewardess.
Worse than season eight of GOT.
Seriously, Cousin Oliver as a super genius? Not to mention I couldn’t figure out how Adama and Boomer could still be alive after all that time. Flying motorcycles? Lame.
No, No, No. Bad.
I’m going to go curl up and do some deep breathing.
Huh I guess that kind of works. But I’m glad they never explained it. Any explanation would have ruined the effect of the mystery. But they also overdid the mystery quite a bit. Oh well, still a great show.
My heart still skips a beat when I think of Maren Jensen and Anne Lockhart.
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Dr. Zee: Who the hell am I and how the hell did I end up in this series?
Starbuck: I… am your father!
What it lacked was; being in SPACE! With the ships. Which were awesome mobile megastructures. The sight of future technology everywhere. Alien worlds! It turned into the cheapest of spinoffs using the same gimmick over and over. Flying motorcycles, for chrissake. All taking place on a world I had much less fascination with, or at least a parody of it where the really strange things they did never got them surrounded by a mob and dragged off to government laboratories. The future was gone.
At least they didn’t have an episode where they went back in time to The Ole West.
Oh wait, they did.
Yup, this is why I prefer ST: Voyager to ST: DS9.
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