I don’t read comic books; At least I didn’t. But, there I was at the worlds largest Comic Convention. We were filming an interview with Scott McCloud. I had never heard of the guy, so I was a little surprised at the throng assembled for his presentation.
And so it began, a cogent presentation of Jungian [...]
The only TV show to overtly present monotheistic super-hot, quasi-immortal cyborgs in a to-the-death struggle with their polytheistic, human creators (frequently named after Greek gods) and to take the complications thereof at least somewhat seriously. To be sure, BSG left a lot on the table. The cans of worms and whupass that it opened were expansive, to say the least, and its hard to criticize them for failing to achieve a perfectly satisfying catharsis in each and every case. What with the necessities of keeping the audience “massive” enough to justify being on TV week-in and week-out for all those episodes. So, I come not to bury BSG, but to praise it.
