She’ll Wait and Hope and Pray: Galactica Thread

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Jacob:

“Someone contaminated the amniotic fluid in which we were maturing all
the Daniel copies. And then corrupted the genetic formula. I knew it
was John. Envious, sadistic.” Cavil totally changes the subject to how
he’s a total sadsack and blah blah: “If I’m so irredeemable, if I’m
such a mistake, if I’m so broken, then whose fault is that?” It’syour fault, you stupid motherfucker. EvenKara Frakking Thrace
has figured this out, and you’re like this computer genius robot thing?
“It’s my maker’s fault. And that’s not God, that’s you! This is on
you!” All I hear is wah, wah, wah. ( Did I request thee, Maker, from my clay to mould Me man? Did I solicit thee from darkness to promote me?)

If this show’s about the cycle of vengeance, if this show’s about who you become when the world ends, if this show’s aboutnow what, well, now what? How do you decide when to stop blaming what made you for who you are? And if you don’t like who you are, is it ever a better use of your time being angry at what made you, instead of just spending your crazy-ridiculous-short time on this planet fixing yourself up?

I ask an honest question here because I’m not sure, because I’m torn a lot of the time between this very everyone-would-say-normal need to put everything out on the table and make sure everybody knows the score, my own desire that the people I hate be miserable, concern that the people I hate could be out making other people do insane things for shitty reasons, and an enduring need to get work done.

And don’t we talk all day long about the reason the present assholes get away with it is because the ones immediately prior never answered for their crimes? And doesn’t Cavil have a point here? But is having a point, the point? I’m not being cute, I’m asking: where does justice end and vengeance begin? Is the former ever not the latter? Do I have to go back to The Winslow Boy to make this make sense? (“Easy to do justice. Hard to do right.”) I don’t understand this all of a sudden and it’s weird, because I’m Catholic, this is mother’s milk to us. This show keeps screwing with my head.

There actually is a show, by the way, with spoilers inside and a hot space chick with tattoos and an old man with a gravelly voice. C’mon:

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Love. Let’s get the easy stuff out of the way first. Quick takes: Yes, let’s arm Baltar’s crazy death cult! Yay! Also, welcome back, Baltar who talks to himself and licks invisible people and humps things only he can see. I missed you so! Jane Espenson always manages to walk this crazy line between this being, you know, Battlestar Galactica, and this being a French farce about killer robots who’ve all fucked each other and don’t know it yet. Speaking of Ellen Tigh, glad to see that bitch still crazy after all these years, and that basically she wants to take over the world. I’m really warming to her lately, and that skeeves the living hell out of me.

If I had bought for one second, or seen one single second of, Saul Tigh and Caprica Six having a love affair instead of just hallucinogenically hatefucking each other (plus C-6 is like his simpleminded kid, basically, getting her to fall in love with you requires giving her a lolly and telling her you’re a priest) in a prison cell, I maybe would have felt all of this ep a little more than I did. As it is, I get it intellectually, but the only thing that grabbed my in my rib cage was, of course, Tigh and Adama, changing places: Crazy pissed off drunk, tormented father. As always. Men and their friendships. I’m such an easy mark.

Love. Doesn’t everybody start out thinking it’s like a bowl of sugar, that there’s only so much and so many kinds, and that you have to parcel it out? Ellen’s talking about choices and about Caprica versus Bill versus Ellen versus Liam. I think of Ellen and Saul and Bill, and I think of Lee and Kara and Sam, I think of Lee and Kara and Dee, I think of Galen and Helo and Boomer and Sharon and Athena and Gaius and his crazy sexy death cult. It’s all one thing. We’re all wrapped up around one another, bleeding edges over, until you can’t turn around without seeing pieces of the Cylons everywhere.

It’s why Kara’s my favorite, always has been: She loves you thenshe loves you, and if she can’t name it right now (Lee, on New Caprica) that’s not even in the map-able vicinity of her problem. She has two speeds: This One’s With Me and Everybody Fuck Off Now. It gets messy with her because when you deliberately don’t break it down any more than thatand she does not have time right now you end up with fuzzy rules about who you’re fucking, especially after the end of the world. Ellen was being a horrible bitter slag the way people always are horrible bitter slags in these situations, of COURSE Saul loves Bill and the ship and the uniform (and her and Caprica and the baby) and all of it because his life is all of it. He doesn’t compartmentalize, Tigh doesn’t. He’s always been wide open, from the miniseries on out, wide open and raw to the world. Everybody gets in.

Now with Lee, Ellen might have had a shot with the argument about prioritizing affections in the proper order so as not to appear unseemly.

But it’s not a bowl of sugar, love. There isn’t only so much. TV likes to tell us you love people this way but not that way, that you decide someone or some course of action or some thing is right for you and it’s like everything else goes away. TV and movies talk about rightness and destiny and all that shit like all doubt gets erased the minute you make up your mind, like it’s always a big dramatic choice: Him or me, her or me, Galactica or me, that uniform or me, your job or me.

We bleed into the cracks in one another, all the fucking time, and we’re always making choices. Some of them are huge, giant breaks in the beams you can spot a mile away, easily welded back into place. Most of them are tiny, and by the time you think to put them under the light, they’re everywhere.

A.

8 thoughts on “She’ll Wait and Hope and Pray: Galactica Thread

  1. virgotex says:

    Love the way that Ellen was totally completely out of the picture for a year or so, and now, in this ep, no one can take a fucking step without her being way too uncomfortably close, all up in their business.

  2. tty says:

    Paula was sexy. Gaius doesn’t deserve her.

  3. BlakNo1 says:

    When will humans start working aboard the base ship?

  4. We bleed into the cracks in one another, all the fucking time, and we’re always making choices. Some of them are huge, giant breaks in the beams you can spot a mile away, easily welded back into place. Most of them are tiny, and by the time you think to put them under the light, they’re everywhere.
    and this time it’s about who you need and why you need ’em and why being open to everybody everywhere everytime all the time, is necessary not just for survival, but is LIFE ITSELF!!!!
    Because the Cylon’s can’t breed pure Cylons (the baby went from healthy to dead in 60 minutes or less), and humans can’t survive without Cylons to help ’em.
    And Cylons can’t resurrect forever (it’s a dead end) and the only viable child is the human-Cylon hybrid (she runs on gas! she runs on batteries!). Which raises the question: are Cylons really machines (machines have genes?).
    And what, by the way, is human? And can we keep that “pure”? What is “pure,” anyway? “Holy”? Isn’t that part and parcel of the concept of One God? And they didn’t invent that, Ellen sez.
    Frak me. I gotta exclude somebody, or I can’t survive. And I can’t exclude anybody, or I can’t survive.
    Frak me.

  5. flory says:

    A:
    if I had bought for one second, or seen one single second of, Saul Tigh and Caprica Six having a love affair instead of just hallucinogenically hatefucking each other
    I didn’t much like this episode. In large part because of the whole “he loves me, he loves me not” bullshit with Ellen and Tigh and C6. I agree with you, I don’t ever remember thinking Tigh had fallen in love with Caprica. As far as I could see, he was hallucinating Ellen every time he fucked her. And if the baby changed anything, it was an existential change — cylons can procreate, yay!!! — rather than any recognition of an all consuming love for the mother.
    Of course, the “we created them, she’s your child!” incest thingy is pretty creepy too…
    So I didn’t get why they spent so much time on it, except as a setup for whatever Ellen’s up to. Ellen has to be bitter about something — it’s what she does. And it’s her excuse for drinking. So, with all the Final Cylon hype, I guess they’ve got to make her pretty damn central now, but they did such a good job with the exposition last week, it seems a shame to put together such a kludgy setup this week.
    Speaking of Ellen Tigh, glad to see that bitch still crazy after all these years, and that basically she wants to take over the world. I’m really warming to her lately, and that skeeves the living hell out of me.
    Booze was her downfall last time, and it seems she’s still a drunk. Maybe we’ve got another repeating cycle.
    is it ever a better use of your time being angry at what made you, instead of just spending your crazy-ridiculous-short time on this planet fixing yourself up?
    More so with Cavil. Until very recently, he didn’t have a “crazy ridiculous short time”. He was immortal. Seems to me it would be waaaay more productive to fix yourself up if you’ve got the rest of eternity to live with yourself.
    RMJ:
    Because the Cylon’s can’t breed pure Cylons (the baby went from healthy to dead in 60 minutes or less)
    Do we know that for sure? She got into a fight with thuggees. Maybe the baby was injured in the fight?

  6. BlakNo1 says:

    Yeah, this ep was kinda meh, especially after last week. I haven’t even watched it a second time yet.

  7. BlakNo1 says:

    BTW, didja know Glen Larson STILL wants to do his continuation of the original Galactica?

  8. The Crapture says:

    “getting her to fall in love with you requires giving her a lolly and telling her you’re a priest”
    oh shit…you just made me shoot OATMEAL outta my nose on that one…ow.

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