Movable Type 3.2
February 16, 2011
Dear Ron Moore,TV
I grumbled at the end of BSG. Okay, a lot of us did. Maybe I did more than grumble. There might have been some yelling at the TV involved. Because it made no sense. And I'm not just talking about the last episode. The whole last season was frustrating. Maybe two seasons. Maybe most of the show. Why are they hearing Hendrix in their heads? What happened to all the corners of everything? If your tagline is "They have a plan," shouldn't you, I don't know, HAVE A PLAN? So many questions. Enough that I more or less swore off watching more of your shows, if you were going to mess with your audience like this.
And I successfully resisted Caprica! But now . . . now you have a new show. With detectives. And magic. "Harry Potter for grown-ups" is being thrown around a lot. I love detectives, and magic. And then you had to go and cast Stockard Channing, as if I could resist her! And then! And then! Frakking Jamie Bamber! Fine, Ron Moore. FINE. I will watch your show.
Posted by Kat at February 16, 2011 07:31 AM