Filed under: Popular Culture | Tags: Battlestar Galactica, science fiction, television
I thought I might make it through the day without mentioning how excited I am that the fourth (and sadly, final) season of Battlestar Galactica debuts this evening. For those who still stubbornly refuse to believe that this is an amazing show that transcends sci-fi vulgarity: snap out of it! Then, check out this Salon article that demonstrates how BSG
has proved that the genre, when liberated from the body-hugging Lycra jumpsuits and staid dialogue that have plagued most post-”Trek” science fiction series, can be a vehicle for both scathing political commentary and genuine pathos.
It then outline in pornographic detail how the narrative has unfurled over the last three seasons, a mini-series and a movie. Really, the recap got me a little “excited” (and I guess the article really is more for the already converted… newbies shouldn’t be denied the pleasure of watching every glorious episode for themselves). Bring on the frackin’ show!
While there’s nothing wrong with a man with a nose ring (ahem!), I do find George Stroumboulopoulos and Jian Ghomeshi’s brand of Toronto-centric, hipster “politics” insufferable. It all comes down to when George did his show on gay marriage and, instead of taking a stand, played “journalist” and had on an anti-gay advocate. You know, the same way we need to respect the anti-women and anti-people of colour lobbies. Take a stand George! Or is your grasp of the issues so tentative that you don’t understand what you did wrong there? Thanks to the Bug-Eyed Broad for giving me an outlet this afternoon.
Filed under: Politics, Popular Culture | Tags: marketing, television, United States
Old favorite commercial:
New favorite commercial:
(I know I’m a tad slow on the uptake when it comes to the latter. Thanks to Mike for drawing my attention to it and to my diminishing capacities!)
Filed under: Popular Culture | Tags: science fiction, sex, sexuality, television, Torchwood
Yeah, I’m loving Torchwood this season. I will even confess to be being rendered giddy a few times, as much by the far superior writing (compared to the first season) and the guest arc by Martha Jones as by Russell T. Davies‘ penchant for queering the sci fi genre (see below). While I fully expect it to be surplanted in the next couple of weeks once the final season of Battlestar Galactica finally premieres, in the meantime I am very contented sandwiched between Captain Jack and Ianto.
