‘Battlestar Galactica’ recap: Attacking the hub
Okay, let’s get it out of the way, right up top: We all knew that last week’s tease — which had D’Anna telling Roslin that she was one of the Five — was a deliberate head fake, right? So none of us was surprised by what transpired, correct? Good. I knew you all were sharp as the proverbial tack.
I liked this episode far better than I liked the last one for a host of reasons, not the least of which was that we had but one story to follow: Laura and the Lost Boys taking down the hub. Period. Yes, Battlestar Galactica can be a masterful show when it comes to juggling its various plot strands and keeping its vast and stellar ensemble busy. But there’s also something to be said for picking one tale and following it through.
So we opened the show on the rebel-Cylon baseship, just after the Hybrid was reconnected to the juice. (How should we refer to the Hybrid, anyway? She? It? Should we combine those two to form a shorthand term? No — that way lies profanity.) And as it surprise-jumped the baseship away from the Colonial fleet, we popped inside Laura’s head.
Now, you all know how I feel about visions — visions = muy mal — and I know that when Laura was tooling around a ghost-ship Galactica with the late priestess Elosha (Lorena Gale), she wasn’t having visions, per se. Still doesn’t mean that I had to like them. There was no clear explanation why they were happening (and only to her). Yes, I guess we can assume that something special was occurring in the space between spaces, in the time between the Hybrid-mandated jumps. But how? The why is an easier question to answer: because the producers needed to dramatize Roslin wrestling with her conscience. They needed to make the internal external. They needed us to follow her inner (and way too rapid) journey from terminal cast-iron ballbuster to a woman capable of empathy and, ultimately, forgiveness. And to do that, we needed to watch Elosha drop nuggets of dime-store Psych 101 wisdom like ”You just don’t make room for people, anymore. You don?t love people.”
But whenever Laura wasn’t spying on her own final deathbed breaths like George Bailey (with Elosha as Clarence, trying to earn her wings), ”The Hub” acquitted itself admirably. Baltar, especially, was in rare form. Watching him try to communicate with the Hybrid, shushing it like a fussy child — ”Hey…stop jumping the ship, all right?” — was all kinds of priceless.
As was the interaction between Helo and the Boomer who had accessed Athena’s memories from her last download and internalized them. Is a person who shares the same body, the same mannerisms, and the same memories as a loved one not the same as that loved one? I guess it’s sort of like watching the same TV show on a different set: What’s more important: the content or the box you’re getting it in? Helo always finds himself on the sharp edge of ethical dilemmas, doesn’t he?
And Roslin pointed another one at Helo when she ordered him to break the fragile trust they’d built with the Cylons. If Helo got his hands on the unboxed D’Anna, he was to bring her directly to Roslin for questioning, cutting the Cylons out of the loop.
NEXT: Laura lets Baltar bleed