So with the aid of the new devil device, Kam and I watched the two-hour season opener of Battlestar Galactica.
My (essentially spoiler-free) reactions went approximately like this (in no particular order):
Wow. Urgh. Ack! Wait, was he the one from Webblestar Webactica? ...Gack. Oh, no. No, wait, don't--ack. Oh, I hope they don't--oog.
Hey, wait, what happened to--oh. Oh, there she is. Oh. Gah, he's creepy. Really, really creepy. Brr. Oh. Ick.
I hope the rest of the season isn't in black & white.
Couldn't the writers have just put up a title card that says "There are no good guys" and left that up for two hours and saved a lot of money and stress?
How can they not know who--oh. Okay.
Yeah, he's one to talk about conscience.
Do you think he can really tell the future?
This series has gotten kind of dark.
What happened to him?
Huh, I guess they got together after all.
Oh, hey, she's the CAG now.
He's right, for once.
Wow--taking advice from her?
So how long has it been since--oh, okay.
Huh--she really does love him, doesn't she?
~Wait, the writers of this series surprised me? That never happens!~
No! Don't fall for it!
Brr. Still creepy.
It went on about like that for a couple of hours.
Can't wait for episode two.