Last night we re-watched the Battlestar Galactica miniseries. Damn. Of course I remembered that it was good, but I'd forgotten just
how good.
It's so intense, so tightly paced, so many people hurting so much. The camerawork, the editing, the music. Starbuck. Characters over thirty.
And the fucking space battles. We just sat there, clutching cookies raised half-way to our mouths and stopped breathing.
( flailing )When it was over, we were exhausted. I thought:
What if I were trying to re-watch Battlestar Galactica and Fullmetal Alchemist at the same time?I think I'd die from the stress.