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January 23, 2006
Why am I up at 3:30 in the morning?
Let me count the frakkin' ways...
Hi. It's Lani, coming to you live from the middle of the freakin' night. Now why, you may ask, am I writing this blog at 3:30 in the morning? Why not a more reasonable hour?
Well, a) I'm a parent of small children. I gave up on reasonable hours ages ago.
And b) I don't really know.
Perhaps it's because I'm an adult with lots of adult things like bills, war, bad drivers, class lectures, how I'm going to ever put my kids through college without selling my kidneys on the black market, blog topics, oil changes, Oil of Olay and whether it can really take ten years off my face because if it can I'd totally go for it but if it's just marketing then screw it I've got better ways to drop fifteen bucks, global warming, global famine, Globe Trotters, and other various mental debris filling up my head.
But, no. Those aren't the reasons.
It's Battlestar Gallactica.
Yep. You heard me. Battlestar Gallactica.
For those of you not in the know (read: not geeks) Battlestar Gallactica is a Sci-Fi Channel remake of the 1970s classic which apparently doesn't have much in common with the orignal 1970s classic except the title of the show, the name of one or two major characters, and the fact that pretty much only geeks watch it. However, due to the fact that everyone seems to be recommending it as the next great thing, and that Fish can only watch so many episodes of Gilmore Girls with me before he actually transgenders right in front of my eyes, I thought I'd Netflix that bad boy and see what all the buzz was about.
Overall, it's a pretty good show. The only thing it's really missing is a sense of humor or any freakin' letup in the constant terror and trauma. The fact is, Battlestar Gallactica is a well-written, well-acted, really intense show in which humans are being systematically genocided (hey! new word! but once it's in type it's done, it's over, call the fat lady and tell her to warm up them pipes because it's headed for Webster's, baby) by robots that look human and act human. They bleed, they die, they cry, they bitch, they whine, they drive with their blinkers on, they forget to pay the light bill, and they're all pretty much evil except some of them who might not be evil and...
Okay. I don't really know what the difference is between the humans and the robots.
Anyway. For those of you who maybe haven't watched the show yet, I don't recommend that you watch four episodes in a row right before going to bed because you might have a dream in which you are suddenly in the middle of a warzone and you find yourself telling everyone that you're a housewife and a romantic comedy writer and can't you just sit in the back and boost morale with your witty commentary and did you mention that you have this new arsenal of really funny knock knock-- but they interrupt you with a big, fat, nooooooooo, you must take this gun you don't know how to use and shoot robots who could maybe be human but since they're driving with their blinkers on we're guessing they're evil, but then you shoot them and they spurt blood all over the place and it's not real life blood but movie blood in which one bullet will release more gore than a human body can actually sustain considering that people generally have to have muscles and bone in there somewhere, too, and then in your dream you will have to run to your car - which in my case is a mini-van, not the height of warzone chic, from what I understand - and try to escape the evil robots with your kids in the back shouting out things at you like, "Can we go to McDonald's Plaaaaaaaaaylaaannnnnnnnnd???" even though they know that you don't get fast food anymore because it's gross and it kills you dead.
Wow. That was a long sentence. Cut me some slack. It's the middle of the freakin' night.
So, anyway, after my terrifying, blood-spurting warzone dream, I woke up and thought, "Oh, Christ, I have to blog in the morning," and then I spent an hour trying to go back to sleep but I couldn't so I finally bit the bullet, got up and wrote this down for you, our loyal Literary Chick readers, because I am your humble servant and not an evil, turn-signal-addicted robot.
I think I need some sleep now.
Posted by Lani at 3:33 AM | Comments (11)
Comments
WOW
Um, you've got an incredible imagination.
You should Netflix Farscape. Yes, it's scifi (an old scifi channel show...well, not OLD, it was on the air from 1999-2003/4).
Funny, far-fetched, and Ben Browder has a GREAT bod...vrow! ;-)
Posted by: Jen at January 23, 2006 6:26 AM
Okay, so you should have called me. I was up at 3:30 too after an extremely bizarre stress-induced nightmare. After going to bed at 2. Bleary-eyed, much? And YES on the Battlestar Galactica. Navy Guy has loved it since the beginning (I prefer Stargate, since it has humor and not all death and drama), but he's kind of getting me hooked. Guess I need to go to Netflix. Should I put it before or after House?
hmmm . . .
alesia
Posted by: Alesia Holliday ![[TypeKey Profile Page]](http://www.literarychicks.com/nav-commenters.gif)
at January 23, 2006 8:45 AM
Oh... gee. That's a tough call. I think House is better, and hemma-hemma Hugh Laurie, but then again, you're gonna need to follow up Battlestar with something a little less OH MY GOD WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE. So... yeah. Do Battlestar first. ;)
Posted by: Lani at January 23, 2006 8:56 AM
All right (welcome another geek to the table)-- try watching the one season of Firefly (before it got cancelled. TV losers) and then its movie Serenity. You'll love it trust me. And hell, just watch the movie first... then if you love it (and I can almost trust you will), then go back and watch the television show that is no more. And beg any TV exec you know to bring it back.
Yeah, I know it is 8am, but I was up at 3am too (if only for a brief moment), but I really (obviously) need more sleep.
Posted by: Bethany at January 23, 2006 9:03 AM
Oh, Bethany. Bethany, Bethany, Bethany. Apparently, I haven't been clear enough on what an all-encompassing Joss Whedon geek I am. Not only have I seen Firefly, but I have two sets of Season One - one for Fish and me, one for loaning out, we're like the proselytizers of all things Whedon. We went to Serenity on opening night, and I knit Adam a Jayne hat.
You think you can outgeek me? Bring it on, baby!
(Just teasing, Bethany! Thanks for the suggestion - I'm glad to know I'm not alone is spreading the Gospel of Whedon!)
Posted by: Lani at January 23, 2006 9:13 AM
ditto on Whedon. Own Firefly, own Serenity, own most of the seasons of Buffy (need to space those out - $$) and I hear he's doing Wonder Woman and considering Morena Baccarin (sp?) for the title role.
From the look of her in the leather archer outfit at the end of Serenity, she'd be great in it.
Alesia, crashing hard. is it naptime yet?
Posted by: Alesia Holliday at January 23, 2006 12:03 PM
Count me in on loving Firefly and JW. I was so ticked when they canceled that show.
Posted by: Jan at January 23, 2006 1:35 PM
I'm clearly preaching to the choir on the Firefly thing here, but I have to say my piece. I wasn't crazy about it when they aired the few episodes that made it onto TV, but I bought the DVD for Cowboy when it came out because he's a big Whedon fan. So then I got to watch the episodes IN THE ORDER THEY WERE SUPPOSED TO BE WATCHED and I loved it. Why, oh why, did they air the episodes out of order?
Posted by: Eileen at January 23, 2006 3:02 PM
I must be the only person who has never, ever seen Battlestar Galactica. But those human robots with blood sound too gory to miss out on...
Posted by: Michelle at January 24, 2006 6:02 AM
Not only am I a Whedon fanatic (DH borrowed someone's copy of the Firefly DVDs and I freaked when the owner wanted them back - the loser) and we went to see Serenity two weekends in a row to try to help it make enough money that he'd make more, but I LOVE Battlestar Galactica!!
Posted by: romancechick at January 24, 2006 8:15 AM
You know, I must really be out of it. I had never heard of Firefly before the Cherry list, and, God forgive me, who is exactly is this Whedon guy? AND I still don't know what Firefly is about... I guess I don't watch the right TV shows--there's a lot of stuff out there that I like, I just never remember when it is on. Now House, I love that show! My friend is loaning me her DVD set of the whole 1st season--I'm drooling already! And Medium--I almost always remember to watch it on Monday nights! But after reading about the nightmare robots/not robots, I am probably better off not knowing! I don't do scary....
Posted by: Sheri at January 28, 2006 12:57 AM
