Jill was out with my mom watching Beauty and The Beast at Wolf Trap last night, so Illa and I had the house to ourselves. Naturally my thoughts turned to bad science fiction. Sci Fi had run a marathon of Galactica 1980 over the weekend, and I started watching it as I made dinner (grilled lamb chop with a mustard and thyme rub and sauteed eggplant with romano cheese and marinara sauce).
I watched the original Battlestar Galactica when it aired. I was pretty young for it (Star Wars is the first movie I remember seeing in a movie theater), but the re-airing in syndication has helped it stay in my memory over the years. I liked it enough to watch Galactica 1980, but remember being disappointed at the time over most of the cast not being there (only Adama and Boomer return – one of the stars is Apollo’s son Boxey, a grown up Viper pilot). Even at 9, I realized the show was a poor imitation of the real thing, as most of the show happens on Earth and they try to prepare for a Cylon attack. Still, I saw someone had a bootleg copy of it at a con and nearly bought it, so I was happy to see it for free. I watched the first two eps last night, not sure when I’ll see the other 6, but they’re not exactly heavy lifting (could read the paper while I watch). Something to pass the time as I await season 3 of the real thing in October.