It turns out some the real pleasures are those that really are simple. Like watching a good drama on a small screen with fine wines.
About 2 months ago I discovered Battlestar Galactica (the new one, not the old TV series). I rented the first episode on Netflix and immediately realized that great Sci Fi had returned to television. However. I was clearly late to the party. Upon discovering the series it was already into its third year.
So, I did what any modern man would do: I rented the first two season via NetFlix. Without my family knowing I was able to bump these DVDs up to the top of my Netflix Queue, pushing other less worthy choices down the queue. I took some flack for this from the wife and kids, but hey….I’m dad. I can occasionally do these sorts of things.
I consumed the first and second season as fast as the DVDs arrived at my home. GREAT stuff, Battlestar Galactica. Intelligent, good character development, fine exploration of modern day themes. The best Sci Fi on TV in years!
Then I come to Season Three. Not on DVD yet! Damn. But again, being a modern man the solution is clear. I downloaded season three from iTunes on to my trusty video iPod.
And so there I sat for one whole day. My video iPod in one hand, a couple bottles of wine (French Rose from Kermit and a Cameron Hughes Lot) and Season Three of BattleStar Galactica. Actually, it took two days but not by much.
Then, today, I hear this show will be canceled after season 4. What’s up with this?? No one ever canceled Kermit Lynch. No one has canceled Cameron Hughes wines. No one canceled Netflix. No one canceled the iPod. Shouldn’t those things that are the best in their class be prohibited from being canceled?
What the hell is going on?? Frack!!