Here's something different for Galactica: grim. Things are looking grim. Don't let me fool you, though I love this grim and find it highly entertaining. Still, why can't Adama ever see the silver lining in things? I mean, so 18,000 people on 24 ships just joined Roslin's rebellion, according to what Dee tells Adama. But, hey look at the good news: You've got two thirds left! Not good enough, I suppose. Anyway, isn't it interesting that all these devout people who want to return to Kobol shut up when reminded that the Scriptures say going down there will cost blood? Piety wilts when you can't be sure it's going to be someone else's blood. And somebody tell Apollo it might not be the best idea to overplay his hand and lay a heavy one on Starbuck when he's not sure she returns his crush. D'oh, too late.
Say, Adama cracks walnuts with his bare hands. That's why he's in charge. But here's a question: Why is Baltar so paranoid about eight Cylons hiding among the humans in the fleet when he's already got one living in his head? Moving right along, now I realize why those big metal Cylon centurions freak me out. They have machine guns for hands, so it's not like being scared of a Smurf or anything. Not that fear stops Cylon Boomer from taking one down very nicely. Nor does stubbornness stop Adama from saying he wants to reunite the fleet. Which means I'm willing to forgive this show, which (again) I like a lot, for an episode that involves a lot of setup. After all, I knew what I was in for when I saw the "Part 1" in the title. So hands up: Who plans to miss Part 2 next week? Right... didn't think so.