I can't / I can't I / can't stand watching...
Battlestar galactica anymore. The last two episodes have been sitting on my harddrive without me even pretending to care about them. bah... let's face it, "The Future is Wild" is much more entertaining...
I mean, instead of cardboard spaceships looking for a silly planet whose inhabitants aren't even intelligent enough to remember they were part of a whole civilisation only three thousand years ago...
We have the tale of continents colliding over great lenghts of time, the closing of the mediterranean sea and its evaporation, the death of the life which it did harbor with the exception of few adaptable and ultra-specialised species. We follow the hundred-million-year-long voyage of Australia to collide with Japan; the analog travel northward of Antarctica and its blloming from frozen desert to temperate forest to tropical jungle, and the evolution and diversification of its few bird species in thousands new varieties each occupying its own special niche. We ave insects as big as hawks preying on small colibris descended from albatrosses, we have colibris who defend themselves spraying a noxious liquid the drink from a flower, and insect who mimic that flower so that they can trick the bird in getting closer to them just when he's defenseless. This is REAL science-fiction, where science plays the most prominent role, and not unlikely love-triangles between petty officers and fighter pilots. bah!!!
Booh! for Battlestar Galactica, Kudos! to "The future is wild"!!!
ps: I am not inhuman, mind you. I also did watch an episode of Ally Mcbeal, third series - that pretty much fulfill my need for unlikely romance :-)
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