If anyone still has hope Moore can make sense of this out-of-control story arc READ..

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Finally confirmed as well is the rumour that one of the main characters is definitely a Cylon, say Moore and Eick. (TV Guide's Michael Ausiello says it's "not Starbuck.") Where this might lead is still up in the air;

Moore and Eick haven't actually written any of the next season's episodes yet, and claim that...

***** they'll decide on next season's stories "over blackjack and Jack Daniels," says Eick. "We came up with the second season cliffhanger over a Johnny Walker Blue."*****

http://www.buddytv.com/articles/batt...ed-f-4190.aspx

Oh... I can tell...

There's no plan/Moore now admits he threw in the Final Four later... LOL

We came up with the idea for the Final Four at the end of the last season, and talked about revealing them and the first questions that were asked in the writers' room was, well, "Where do you go from here? How do you play them? Are they going to be sleeper agents, are they going to be working against us, are they totally different people?" And, in all truth, that was like the actors' biggest concern, every one of the actors in that room asked me "Am I playing something completely different now? I've been playing this, I've known this character and I've gotten inside this character's head and, do I have to change all that, am I somebody else?"

http://io9.com/387890/cylons-just-as...-says-producer

...so, that means all these clues from seasons 1 & 2, etc, fans have been looking for, is a snipe hunt Moore & co has been making up as they go along! The show is gonna end in such a fizzle, and the final joke will be on the GINO fanboys, who keep exlaiming, "I TRUST MR MOORE!"

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The current president is corrupt, untrustworthy. It’s time for a change. But who has the character, the integrity? Who can save us? Who can be the one we’ve been waiting for? Yes, we can! Yes, we can!

If only Lee Adama had a racist preacher!

Folks, I don’t know about you, but where I come from, clunky presidential metaphors do not a science fiction epic make. Wasting well over half the screentime to reach a foregone conclusion makes Sine Qua Non another waste of time. Was there any doubt in anyone’s mind that Lee Adama was going to end up taking the oath of office the minute he started looking for a candidate? Does anyone else see how these flimsy and strained attempts to work some real world relevance into this show’s threadbare mythology are thwarting any forward motion in the real narrative? Does anyone else think the idea of Michael Hogan doing it with Tricia Helfer is just a little bit gross?

The limitations of GINO’s “bottle show” formula are starting to get in the way of telling an interesting story. Everyone got themselves all worked into a tizzy in this one, but they were just all het up with nowhere to go. So Olmos snarls at Grace Park – and then releases her and gives her a mother and child reunion. He and Hogan slug it out over his bad Cylon lovin’ and then he up and hands over command of the fleet. Everyone’s angry; everyone’s yelling; everyone’s kung fu fighting, and they hope you don’t notice that nobody is actually doing anything. We’re just marking time, and with so little time left, you have to wonder if everyone’s just plumb out of steam. So Lee Adama’s president. Great. Roslin’s coming back, so it doesn’t matter. Tigh’s in charge now, until after the next week or two, when Olmos returns things get back to normal. Remo Lumpkin’s cat’s dead, but now he gets a dog, so life is good. Other than a knocked up Six and a moony-eyed Adama, this episode essentially ends exactly where it began. Is the rest of the journey so uninteresting that the producers can afford to waste so many of these in the interim?

Look, if we’re going to tread water, why not have some fun with it? How about if Tigh admitted he was a Cylon, and then Adama punched him, and then they started kissing like there was no tomorrow? Wouldn’t that be something, huh? And then Starbuck could wince and snarl and sulk in evil clown makeup, and then Remo could have swung his dead cat at her, and Six could make out with herself again, and Gaeta could have his tonsils taken out with a bloody pair of salad tongs. Zarek could become strangely flatulent and start wearing his hair all feathered like he did back when he was the REAL Apollo, and we could have a special musical number from all the hot, sexy groupies who worship Baltar. Galactica Sings! Or juggling. Everyone likes juggling. And tubas. They could juggle tubas, really. I’m sure one of the ships has a large supply of tubas in the cargo hold. Who’s frying turnips? WHO?!!

Look, I got nothing. I think it’s because I’m still watching this tripe, and I’m incredibly bored.

http://stallioncornell.com/board/vie...2e47e488465305

Too funny and so true. GINO [Galactica In Name Only] is, by far, the worst written tripe ever to stink up the science fiction genre.

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