Thank you, Penguin, for saying everything that I wanted to say, but just couldn't bring myself to type.
Thank you, Penguin, for saying everything that I wanted to say, but just couldn't bring myself to type.
hmmmmmm…
"(The grotesque smile that crawls over Washington's face just before he launches into his fake news report ranks among the most chilling instances of pure malevolence I know.)"
Where's the incest?
At least it only happened once.
He's not too close to the case…he's too mentally distant. Or something.
McCluskey, Conroy, McAdams, Peterman, Black, Grimwald, Tobias, Keating, McAllister, Cobb, Williams, Miller, Sanchez, Rutgers, Grodinger, Spencer, Smith, Anderson, Garcia, Walker, Thompson, Nelson, Collins, Ellroy, Morris, Coleman, Gibson, Payne, Matthews, Gonzalez, Jacobs, Hoffman, Walters, and Hopkins.
My all time favorite Onion article. Thanks for reminding me to read it again…
Not a replicant.
"My sense was that Joseph Adama is the assimilated one (or trying to be) as either first-generation Tauron-Caprican or an immigrant himself."
@ tabernacle - Cheers! Glad my ramblings made a modicum of sense. I agree that one of the real attractions of Caprica (so far, at any rate) is the sense of character development and growth winning out over any awful attempt to firmly (read: crassly) root it into BSG. I'm buying into the Graystones and Adamas lives,…
"Note that they have avoided the "son of immigrant is assimilated and rejects the traditional ways of his father" trope in favor of something much more interesting.."
Nahh Alurin, Willie aint killing no one! He's about 5 stone heavy! The rock did damage, for sure, but I bet the kid was concussed at worst, because those little girly wrists of his weren't doling out much in the way of retribution…
Hooray for….more episodes. I'm glad I wasn't alone in lurking around here wondering where the new episode is…
If I knew how best to sell sci-fi to the masses, to shepherd them down the path of the right and the true and the good, so to say, I get the feeling I'd be sitting in a big comfy chair, lighting my Cuban cigars with wads of burning money and cackling at a pile of burning Damien Hirst pieces that I paid over the odds…
Yeah. Double edged word there…but it seems to be okay this week.
I see what you're getting at, but that would be the equivalent of refusing to read Jane Austin, because it's set in a time you can't relate to, or because you once saw a bad stage adaption of one of her works, or because you feel the 'barrier' is too high. You could apply it to anything, really.
Hey, so it has… Good news!
Oh, and I was only using Hung, Damages and Weeds as examples of shows that have arrived from the US with the reputation of 'must watch' television, I wasn't passing judgment on their relative artistic merits.
As with almost anything, it comes down to taste in the end, of course, but it's not as straightforward as saying "The Wire and The Soprano's are much better and are more transcendent of the form of television than BSG".
So that's the framework of my first novel worked out…