Review: Battlestar Galactica (or Dirk who?)

For those of you that prefer your science-fiction grungy, dirty and real, like Babylon 5, as opposed to the clean and soul-less (how's that for being unbaised?) shows like ST:TNG/DS9/V/E, then I heartily recommend that you cancel your Chinese New Year celebrations (or hold them on the proper day - Tuesday night is New Year's Eve) and spend Friday and Saturday night watching Battlestar Galactica. It's dirty. It's grungy. And it looks so very real. The sort of real you get when the British make a really good science-fiction show, except without the cheesy sfx. The sort of real that only an Australian director can deliver - when he has fat wads of cash, a stirling cast and crew and state of the art fat wads of cash. Did I mention the fat wads of cash?. This is good. Actually, this is better than good, this is great. The best SF I've seen since the Babylon 5 episode Severed Dreams. Just watch it. Or do what we did and hire the DVD.

BTW, Starbuck rocks.