Battlestar Galactica: He That Believeth In Me

After a near miss with extinction and Starbuck’s triumphant return, the fleet is at a loss about what to do next. Also, Baltar officially takes over the leadership of the cult of the One True God.


A note to first time BSG watchers; these aren’t the reviews for you. I plan to write about the show with the ending in mind. If you haven’t seen the show, you will be spoiled on stuff that happens at the end. You’ve been warned.

It’s only been moments since we last left the show; the Cylons are bearing down on our beloved fleet, Kara Thrace has returned from the dead, and four ex-humans have just gotten the shock of their lives. But all that must wait, as the life and death battle rages above their heads, and Anders of all people saves the day.


Anders comes face to face with a lowly mute Cylon raider, who sees Anders for who he is and flees the battle, inexplicably taking the rest of the enemy ships with him. There have been (and will be) better battles on the show, but that sequence is one thrilling opener, from the obvious choice of the battle to Tigh’s worst nightmare sequence coming to life to Starbuck’s trademark over-confidence in the face of overwhelming odds.


And we win the day, even if it’s a win by forfeit, but now comes the hard part: they have to figure out what to do now.


Somewhere, Earth is still out there, and they think they know the way, but along comes Kara Thrace and her crazy plan to follow her feelings all the way to the bright shiny future waiting for them. She shows up in a brand new viper plane with some pictures of a star system (but no record of her travels) and a story that makes no sense (and let’s be fair, still doesn’t) and asks the people who love her to have faith in her.


Even knowing how it all turns out, I really can’t blame Roslin and others for not believing her. She’s crazy, she’s a trap, she’s a Cylon – all of these scenarios are running through the minds of our heroes, and they all make more sense than her story of not-exploding and finding Earth (we were there too and we saw her ship go kablooey).


But, you know what’s also crazy? Believing in prophetic visions from a confessed drug user.


Roslin has been down this road, and while her suspicions are valid ones, it wasn’t too long ago she asked Starbuck to go on a crazy mission because of a vision. Starbuck isn’t doing herself any favors by attacking her guards and pointing a gun at the president, but she really does have a point that it’s time for these people to start having more faith in each other.


Another person experiencing a newfound faith is the famed atheist Gaius Baltar. With nowhere left to go, he joins this cult of downtrodden and gullible women (and one man). It’s a safe haven for the most hated man in the fleet, but he’s still resentful of how sad his life has become (and how essentially, he’s now someone his Caprican self would have just ignored).


But, as Head Six tells him, he’s never far from God, and after a sincere (if showboating) prayer performance, he asks God to spare the life of a little boy and God appears to listen. Baltar even goes so far as to offer his own life in return, an unthinkable move just a season ago. Granted, this is still Baltar, and it’s going to take a few more miracles to get him to fully invest in this new role, but maybe, just maybe, I will change my view of this deeply flawed man and see some long-hoped-for sincerity. I have my doubts, but I’m willing.


Welcome to Season Four.


Stray thoughts:

        My, Paula might be scrawny, but her punches pack quite the wallop. Do not attack her leader when she’s around if you want to walk away afterword.

        More and more I find myself loving the man Lee Adama has become. Quicker than anyone else, he throws his arms around the woman he loves. He knows she’s probably some type of enemy, but screw it, she’s Starbuck and therefore he loves her. And his speech about Zack is one of the episode’s highlights.

        And kudos are also due Katee Sackhoff, who has to play a character who is just not quite herself (and without knowing the endgame at that). She’s shining with purpose and clarity, and while this new being is wearing Starbuck’s skin…it’s not her.

        And yeah for secret Cylon meetings, but really guys, you’ve been Cylons for one day and you’re already making a suicide pact? A bit drastic, don’t you think???


Next up: “Six of One”