
It should be noted that while I watch a large range of movie and television show genres, I have never been a fan of true Sci-Fi. My dad was a Star Wars and Star Trek fan, but I've never seen any of the movies (save small bits and pieces), and I've never watched even one episode of any of the Stark Trek series.
I dislike Sci Fi. Spaceships and aliens and jargon that is completely made up by a group of men who spent an extraordinary amount of time masturbating. You don't think so? Go look at the outfits they put the space chicks in. Oh, please.
So, on the surface, I have absolutely zero reason to watch
Battlestar Galactica. A few things that had me lingering on the title at the library:
1) Joss Whedon
loves the show.
2) A large group of my seemingly intelligent friends find it good. This is not necessarily a winning argument, as they also like The Office.
3) Tahmoh Penikett, who played Paul Ballard on
Dollhouse, played Helo on BSG. He's not a top 20 Whedonverse actor, but I do love his face, and I do stick by my alumni. So I knew the day would eventually come.
4) Jamie Berber was in the Season 2 premiere of
Dollhouse, as Eliza's husband. Mind you, I do not remember him at all. But it's yet one more motivator.
The main catalyst, however, was Jane Espenson. Jane is one of my favorite Whedonverse writers. She has serious talent, and really makes you feel what the characters are feeling. She's one of those I love following. So when word got out that she was helming a new show,
Caprica, I was immediately on board. Then immediately horrified to discover I couldn't understand ANYTHING about episode 1, because I had not seen anything of BSG.
Dammit.