AWSUM SERIALS:
A whole lotta Fracking
going on:
THE
THE
BATTLESTAR GALACTICA
REMAKE
REMAKE
Ok, ok. Remakes come and go. We’re up to our asses in Batman, Superman and Spiderman remakes and interstellar
operas. Nevertheless, the remake of BSG
was more than just another sci-fi remake series – it was an event. It
was many things to many people: space drama, space soap even, coupled with
action and lashings of space battles.
Perhaps the
secret of its success lay in the balance between nostalgia for the original
series and offering something new. To some, these new aspects were perhaps a
little too jarring. I myself, initially found it difficult to adjust to the new
look Cylons and heavily CGI’d special effects. Coupled with hot Cylon chicks.
But it won me over eventually. Mainly because the hot Cylon chicks could
actually act and well, lets face it, there was plenty of sex. In fact every
member of Battle Star Galactica got laid. And perhaps that was the whole
point. As the Cylons became more human so their desires became also. This
aspect became a fascinating keystone plot point that held the series together
and made it so compelling. After all, without it, we would be left with a
rather dreary version of the ‘The West
Wing’ in space with the odd Cylon Centurion here and there, blandly saying
‘By your Command’.
So
introducing sex into the series in a very realistic way, was actually a very
smart move. If only they had done that with Space
1999 or Blakes 7. Both of which
severely needed something to bring them to life. Ironically Star Trek probably
had more sex in it than all these series combined. We never saw it but they
were certainly doing it. Spock, Kirk and McCoy basically shagged their way
through the universe at warp speed. Leaving Dr
Who fumbling with a sonic screwdriver oblivious to the affections of
various sexy assistants. Babylon 5 and
Deep Space 9 were just as guilty and
don’t get me started with Star Gate.
In a way,
BSG showed us what could be done with a good solid script and somehow actually carried
us from beginning to end without the show being cancelled. Which is much more
than I can say about its predecessor. The original series, as great as it was,
was also heavily flawed in the script and fracking department. Their were some
great stories but it was clearly aimed at children and its content reflects
this in the way it approached the common themes of sex and violence and
relationships.
Baltar in
the original series was, by comparison – terrible. A one dimensional character
bent on being well, just evil and nothing else. Like some panto-villain, he was
obviously unlikable and had no story arc whatsoever. He was just bad from the
get go. His only function was to give the monotone Cylons a clearer voice. Gaius
Baltar on the other hand, was a totally different kettle of fish altogether.
Acting
genius James Callis played the character as a victim, a complicated mess of a
man with many hidden depths and we the audience sympathised with him. It wasn’t
his fault that mankind was obliterated! He was just in love with Caprica 6. In
fact, Gaius has more sex in the series than all the colonials and Cylons
combined. His multi-layered character changes more times than hot dinners, from
traitor, to Doctor of Galactica, to President of the Colonies, to prisoner and
criminal, to Messiah and soldier and finally (ironically) a farmer. He is also
the devil incarnate. Of all the characters in the series, his alone goes
through a myriad of changes, as he struggles to find his one true path. For us,
the audience, we root for him all the way: hoping that he will (eventually) do
the right thing.
And that is
BSG’s one true strength, its actors are superb. Edward James Olmos is no Lorne
Green and we don’t want him to be. Again he could never fill the shoes of his
predecessor. He has instead forged his own path. Making a far more complex
character than Lorne Greens could ever be. If anything, he is the bi-polar
opposite. A raving drunk, covered in vomit, model ship parts and white paint. A
ticking bomb, with a love hate relationship with his CO, often brawling
together when all else fails. But he is also a rock solid commander. A father
figure and natural leader, who gets to sleep with his subordinates and
eventually pairs up with the president of the colonies.
Michael Hogan as said CO, is just as
complex. His portrayal of Saul Tigh is as different to his predecessor as you
can possibly get. We’re in a whole other universe. A stubborn drunk, married to
a nightmare of a wife. Bain of the fleet. A washed up commander waiting for
retirement, who’s only friend in the world is Adama. A Cylon hating racist who
ironically turns out to be a Cylon. Which is hilarious. He then goes on to frack
Caprica 6 and has an abortion. A particular plot point that is essential
towards the end of series four. Sex is a fundamental part of the series. It
teaches the Cylons about procreation. Particularly when their Resurrection Hubs are all blown to bits. They must learn
to have baby’s the old fashioned way. Which takes some practice.
Second to
Baltar in the Sex Olympics, is Katee Sackhoff as Star Buck. She is perhaps the
only actress who emulates her predecessor in any way. You can see echoes of
Dirk Benedict in her performance, the way she smiles, holds a cigar etc. But
she also makes the character her own. By making Starbuck a woman, she is by
proxy supposed to behave like one but Sackhoff does anything but. She drinks
Apollo under the table, kicks everybody’s ass at the card table and regularly
fracks her way through the crew. Even the word Frack is heavily used in the series, even more so than in the original
and it actually makes most scenes where it is used quite intense.
There are so
many levels to the new series that the original could never have but on the
other hand, we couldn’t have one without the other. Perhaps what made the
original so popular was its amazing special effects, model work and iconic
Cylon design, coupled with a great music score by Stu Philips, famous for many
Glen A Larson serials including Buck Rogers and Knight Rider. Where it fell
flat is in the scripting and story-arching, leading to some terrible dumbed
down kiddie episodes (time traveling Nazis?) in its final season and by the
time they finally reached Earth nobody really gave a frack.
The new
series may not have had a grand explosion for its opening credits
or Partick McNee narrating it but what it did have was good
old fashioned solid scripts and awsum acting, coupled with a frack load of sex
and a healthy respect for its origins. BSG has cemented itself now in the
hearts and minds as the ultimate soap opera in space and we the people applaud
it for its innovative approach. So say we
all.
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