BSG Scorecard: Drink, Scream, Rinse, Repeat
Oh Starbuck, nobody has a freakout like you do. Oh sure, Gaius might be hallucinating a slicker, greasier version of himself and Roslin may be quietly self-destructing, but nobody has an old-fashioned, laying on the floor, screaming at the top of your lungs freakout like Kara Thrace.
After the wind-up in the first episode, here comes the pitch. Everyone's nerves are turned up to 11 and the situation is changing too fast to have any chance of finding a balance point. Of course, since it's BSG, it's only going to get spectacularly, horribly worse. My biggest problem with this show is it's just so unrelentingly cheerful and twee, it's like watching an episode of the "Care Bears" for Crissake. Let's see how we did on points, shall we?
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