What can I say that hasn’t already been said? My thoughts and opinions, I guess…
I am a die-hard fan of the re-imagining of BSG and plan on staying that way. I will continue to refer to it as the best series ever made for television (until that is no longer true), and it will hold a special place in my heart forever. It did sci-fi so well—it asked us the timely questions and made us think. Thanks Ron!
It was more than a show in my household, though. It was something my dad and I could talk about together. It was one show closer to making my wife a sci-fi convert. It was also a great time for some of my favorite people to get together and make an exciting supper of sushi or you-name-it-wrapped-in-bacon, and then discuss the implications of such a well-written episode.
And so we had the finale. I knew I would be torn. Finales are just that, and they never live up to hype I create in my head. The show had to end, and it did, and I was very entertained. Some of the story was wrapped up nicely; it had love, violence and humor. Alas, I was unsatisfied. Of course I was! This was my favorite show and now it’s over. Still, there were some of the elements of the finale that made me say, “huh?”
Natural curiosity makes me want to know what is Kara Thrace? A human? A hybrid? A physical manifestation of the “angel” sort (like “head” Caprica 6 and “head” Gaius)?
Did Gaius go all Nietzchean about God there at the end in his speech?
Does Galen become King of the Britains?
Am I supposed to believe that the humans all came to Earth and had the agricultural/hunter/gatherer skills to drop their tech and become Earthers?
Despite my questions, I still think it was an amazing piece of work that I hope lives on and is re-watched over and over in syndication and DVD boxed-sets.
BTW—there’s a sweet BSG pencil and paper RPG…;-)
(sorry for no sweet links today, folks. its a bear to trying not to violate copyright.)
Yes. I’m not sure I have anything to add.
I miss BSG. (and I miss the anticipation of watching it with you, Angela, and Rachel! Those were fun days. It was fun having that Saturday to look forward to.
(I don’t like that sentence I just wrote, but can’t think of a better way to say it that doesn’t repeat the word “anticipation.” Then I realized that had re-written the sentence twice.
Still don’t like it, but it got the point across.) 
Ah, the joys of being obsessed with language. 