Battlestar Galactica 4×10 ‘Revelations’ Impressions Pt. II
Posted by melancholygeek on June 15, 2008
(MAJOR SPOILER ALERT, WATCH EPISODE FIRST! This time for real!) Roslin and co. are held hostage, Tory’s out of the closet and Leoben has a new haircut. Let’s see what else is in store for us this episode:
CIC. Slight change of plans (I like D’Anna’s attitude). Dee’s got a lot of lines lately. Wannabe under pressure, letting them do what they would have done anyway. Tigh getting another moment of enlightenment:
Three’s a charm, eh?
Hangar bay, guess who’s Chief now? I like it. Specialist Tyrol picking up static again.
Ready room, yup, Kara is CAG. And Athena is WannabeCAG, stating, um, the obvious. Anders picking up static as well.
CIC, Tigh picking up… yeah, you know it.
Basestar, Tory, yeah, that. Only she collapses. Leoben to the rescue:
He did get over Kara fast, no?
Cylon Anonymous weekly meeting (No Tory though, guess she’s busy, nudge, nudge, wink, wink) at Kara’s Viper. Tigh’s marvelous. Something’s changed. Could Anders please stop looking so whiny. And use his nose for breathing just once?
Hallway, yup, the moments of enlightenment are over I guess, time for action:
Um Bill, got a minute? The Adama/Tigh interaction was about the only thing I liked about Sine Qua Non, and again I’m in for a treat. And so are you, picspam-wise:
I’m a cylon.
No, you’re not.
You had hair! (Nickel for every time I get that…)
Take your paws off of me you damn dirty cylon!
Anyone seen The Incredible Hulk yet, by the way?
Hogan and The Olmos. What can I say? I throw around the words awesome and marvelous a lot lately. So, well, you know what I think, no?
Enter Wannabe, comforting drooling daddy. OK, this is disturbing, not because of Bamber’s lack of talent, more because of The Olmos’ abundance of it.
Launch tube, Wannabe taking care of it. Tigh:
Would you please airlock my frakking cylon ass already? Godsdammit.
D’Anna’s on the line. – This is the President. I still hardly think so. We have no wish for further bloodshed. See above.
The Remaining Two Final Five Which Are Four plus Kara at the Viper. Is Tyrol sarcastic? I like it. Lot’s of feelings in this scene. Enter Marines. Guess who’s getting arrested?
The relief Tyrol shows is marvelous. I love it how these Four are all true to the path they decided to go from this season’s first episode on. Kara:
Basestar, Random8 with not-Sparklys rounding up the Viper jocks (whose leader seems to be Hotdog. Take what you can get, eh?).
Cylon Anonymous weekly meeting, part two. This time: Launch tube. OK, I’ve never been much of a fan, but Tyrol’s great. Just great. Wannabe? Not so much. Dee’s doing well though. Got her one-liners down.
Basestar, Laura and Baltar witnessing the round-up. Desperate Leoben. This is one likable model. And he kinda answers to Laura, I like that. He’s right, take him. Let’s go.
Wannabe bringing D’Anna up to date. Twos and Sixes realizing they got more than they bargained for:
Should’ve kept her boxed. – Too true.
Viper, Kara, um, doing stuff.
Basestar, discussion how much of a wuss Wannabe really is (you know my opinion). Let’s see if he wants to play Hardball. Like in wearing Seelix’ underwear?
Viper, Kara, um, discovering something.
Basestar. Baltar: Wannabe is no wuss. Tory: Is too. Baltar: Is NOT! Tory: (and so on).
Galactica, Kara running.
Basestar, readying nukes.
Wannabe being only half a wuss – so far. Tyrol:
I can haz airlock too?
Basestar, Baltar trying to talk some sense in D’Anna. Proceed. – Kara running. – Launch tube. Yeah, thanks for the nod, Tyrol, that’s gonna make this easier. – Basestar. – Kara (still running) – Wannabe getting the key (Dee really gained responsibility around the Galactica). – Kara (yup, that). – Basestar. – Launch tube (are you getting dizzy yet? I surely am). What are you waiting for Apollo? Enter Kara! Those three frakking cylons just gave us Earth. Tigh:
Viper. Ground Control to Major Tom. Gaeta’s confirmed it. And to you Kara/Lee shippers out there: I’m curious what you make of this scene. Seriously, this is one dead horse if I’ve ever seen one.
Cylons United first meeting (Leobens got locked away again?). Random8 (or is this QuasiAthena all along?) nodding ever so slightly. Final Four are now the advisory committee, Tigh being chairman. Like it. All of this has happened before. – But it does not have to happen again. Good line, I give you that, Wannabe. I’ve granted them an amnesty. Because, you know, I’m the President. I can do such things. For I’m the President. Yup, I am. Now, let’s all be friends.
Admiral’s quarters. Wannabe: I projected a course towards the signal. Because, you know, I’m the President and can totally let Gaeta’s work pass as mine. Daddy’s not impressed. Seriously, the artistic range of The Olmos amazes me. I don’t know. Enter Laura \o/ You don’t know what? Hm? What don’t you know about? Hm? Tell mommy. It’s hard to describe that scene. Be back. Wannabe is now officially Hasbeen. Kind of. Madam President. Mr. Adama. Yeah, sounds better. Bill being back to normal (that was quick), frak the recon. We only have 7 minutes left in this show. We gotta roll the hard six. Frak yeah!
Fleet in jump formation standing by. Thanks Dee. Is she still/again XO? Madam President, without you, we wouldn’t have made it. This all sounds so final Finale, no? There are at least another 10 episodes to go. Maybe that’s why this all feels… strange. Anyway:
Take us to Earth.
This might have been the longest 5 second countdown ever.
Gaeta, confirming position, Hoshi reporting fleet all present and accounted for. Drama Gaeta:
Visible constellations are a match.
That would make this Earth then, eh:
Adama spreading the news. And yeah, I might have just a tiny problem with my allergies again. A wee bit. Party everywhere (Gaeta and Hoshi so have something going on, oh, and, way to go Figurski!):
Oops, wrong movie.
Alrighty, let’s head down there, shall we?
You Maniacs! You blew it up! Ah, damn you! God damn you all to hell!
The End, see you next year.
Alrighty. I have to say, I might still be a bit biased by last week’s The Hub, so I try not to be too harsh. Don’t get me wrong, it was a good episode. It was an OK mid-season finale. I guess. But still, it doesn’t feel right.
The Final Four are out of the closet, the human-cylon alliance is alive and kicking and they found Earth. Yes, I’m pretty sure it is Earth. I really can’t see RDM planning something like Gaeta telling us in the next episode: Oopsie, wrong planet.
OK, there’s lots more to resolve. Who’s the Final Cylon? What about the cylon civil war? The Opera House. Starbuck coming back from the dead. All of this happened before.
But still. This episode left a strange taste in my mouth. Right now I couldn’t care less who the Final Cylon is. Or what the deal is with the Opera House, Starbuck or Lee’s underwear. I feel unsatisfied and disappointed and have no clue why.
So, taking into account a possible bias and giving RDM the benefit of the doubt, my final verdict:
4/5 (I’m gracious here)
One word impression: Hm.
A good six months to the next Impressions of a recently shown Battlestar Galactica episode (again, sorry for all the delays and breaking-into-parts). What am I gonna do with my weekends now? Well, check back next week (or better even: daily) and see if I might have come up with something.