Too Much Confusion Here
(Possible spoiler re Battlestar Galactica ahead, so stop reading now if you’re nervous. Though if you haven’t seen it I think the “spoiler” will just be garbled & incomprehensible. Like, even more than this blog usually is. Ba-dum-bum.)
I reviewed Joshua Ferris’s debut novel, Then We Came to the End, in the Star this week. Not sure what’s up with that headline – “Survival is so relative” seems rather gnomic to me. But what the hey.
In the Friends of Bury Me Not department, a painter has a painting blog. Really nice stuff. If we were both on MySpace we would be each other’s Friends, but we’ll have to settle for being real friends in the real world.
Moistworks, which is one of the very best mp3 blogs out there, is having its annual week of guest posts by authors. It kicks off with a candid personal essay about motherhood stress by Jenny Offill. Other contributors lined up for the week include not one but two who wrote great novels based on the Patty Hearst story – Susan Choi & Christopher Sorrentino – so I’m all aflutter already. (See Hearst, Patty: DW obsession with.)
Battlestar Galactica finale: holy crap! Is Bob Dylan the fifth and final Cylon? (That might explain a lot, actually. Ba-dum-bum.)
When Character X muttered “there must be some kind of way out of here,” my ears perked up in a vague recognition, and then when Character Y was ranting and said “[pause] there’s too much confusion [pause]” I actually recited the first verse of “All Along the Watchtower” to my fellow TV watcher (who, wisely, more or less ignored me). Even then, though, I figured I must surely be imagining things. Right? Nope – the sleeper-agent Cylons were actually activated with a classic rock anthem from Earth. I shit you not.
I’m still wrapping my head around that one. Could be the most audacious move yet, and this in a show that’s already jumped forward in time more than a year in the middle of an episode, for God’s sake. The general reaction to the insertion of Earthling pop culture has been furious revulsion, it seems, but the jury in my head is still out – I’m dying to see how it plays out. I mean, they are clearly en route to an Earth that’s likely close to our own, right? So maybe the song is a message from Earth. What’s the relationship of the Cylons to Earth? What kind of Cylons are these, anyway, that apparently age and have kids? Is Starbuck a Cylon or what? Is Roslin? She was seizing up at the same time as the other four, even though she seemed to never hear the music and wasn’t summoned to the landing bay. And there were those communal dreams she was having with the two other Cylons.
Holy cow am I a nerd. But so be it.
I reviewed Joshua Ferris’s debut novel, Then We Came to the End, in the Star this week. Not sure what’s up with that headline – “Survival is so relative” seems rather gnomic to me. But what the hey.
In the Friends of Bury Me Not department, a painter has a painting blog. Really nice stuff. If we were both on MySpace we would be each other’s Friends, but we’ll have to settle for being real friends in the real world.
Moistworks, which is one of the very best mp3 blogs out there, is having its annual week of guest posts by authors. It kicks off with a candid personal essay about motherhood stress by Jenny Offill. Other contributors lined up for the week include not one but two who wrote great novels based on the Patty Hearst story – Susan Choi & Christopher Sorrentino – so I’m all aflutter already. (See Hearst, Patty: DW obsession with.)
Battlestar Galactica finale: holy crap! Is Bob Dylan the fifth and final Cylon? (That might explain a lot, actually. Ba-dum-bum.)
When Character X muttered “there must be some kind of way out of here,” my ears perked up in a vague recognition, and then when Character Y was ranting and said “[pause] there’s too much confusion [pause]” I actually recited the first verse of “All Along the Watchtower” to my fellow TV watcher (who, wisely, more or less ignored me). Even then, though, I figured I must surely be imagining things. Right? Nope – the sleeper-agent Cylons were actually activated with a classic rock anthem from Earth. I shit you not.
I’m still wrapping my head around that one. Could be the most audacious move yet, and this in a show that’s already jumped forward in time more than a year in the middle of an episode, for God’s sake. The general reaction to the insertion of Earthling pop culture has been furious revulsion, it seems, but the jury in my head is still out – I’m dying to see how it plays out. I mean, they are clearly en route to an Earth that’s likely close to our own, right? So maybe the song is a message from Earth. What’s the relationship of the Cylons to Earth? What kind of Cylons are these, anyway, that apparently age and have kids? Is Starbuck a Cylon or what? Is Roslin? She was seizing up at the same time as the other four, even though she seemed to never hear the music and wasn’t summoned to the landing bay. And there were those communal dreams she was having with the two other Cylons.
Holy cow am I a nerd. But so be it.
posted by DW | 26.3.07
4 Comments:
Nerd! It occurred to me, but in an extremely cool way, not nerdish at all, that there's something really really weird going on in terms of los Earthio. Have the Cylons been to Earth already? Are they perhaps from Earth? If a certain character has been in the military for 40 years, during both Cylon wars, doesn't that mean that he's been a Cylon for longer than human-looking Cylons have been around? I'm thinking (not very hard) that there's gotta be some major underpinnings to the show that have bene pulled out.
A couple problems with the use of the song - or questions anyway: does any (big) version of the tune say "there's too much confusion here"? Cause that's what S-Buck's husband says. And two: what the hell are they humming when they all get together? Is that the same song? Is that just a hard song to sing? Cause I couldn't hear All Along the Watchtower in that humming, and was waiting for them to break out in Oompa Loompas. Which is the only thing that could have made that show better: if the Cylons had a real theme song.
You know what'd be awesome? If they landed on Earth in 1980, got vipercycles, and defeated the cylons with microwave ovens.
Oh, I hit GO too soon. Shoulda clarified, the line that I think is correct is "there's too much confusion" - no "here". If they're gonna give the geeks a thrill, they'd better quote correctly, I says.
Okay: going to do my job now...
Did you file a HED w/your Ferris review--and if so, what was it?
Dylan is not the fifth Cylon..he's the Cylon God....
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