So Battlestar Galactica is set to return for its fourth and final season, and on the one hand I’m exhilarated, especially now that Lost is on break. But on the other season 3 was so poorly executed I almost stopped watching. In fact, I probably would have, if it wasn’t made clear that season 4 would be the last season.
That, and for this single moment, which almost managed to carry the rest of the season on its shoulders, being one of the single most impressive pieces of television ever:
Now I just hope the pseudo-religious aspects of the show is leading somewhere tolerable…
In case you, like me, have forgotten where we were at: