It's so intense, so tightly paced, so many people hurting so much. The camerawork, the editing, the music. Starbuck. Characters over thirty.
And the fucking space battles. We just sat there, clutching cookies raised half-way to our mouths and stopped breathing.
I am still and always a Kara/Tigh shipper. And by "shipper" I mean, "one who desires them to maybe have fucked up sex with terrible consequences or maybe just the terrible consequences without the fucked up sex." From the moment she leaned over the upturned table and punched him, I knew it was meant to be.
I think so much of their antagonism stems from Adama. Adama collects frack-ups, he needs to have someone to help. Kara and Tigh are the big two and I think Tigh really resents the claim Kara has on Adama's time and attention. Kara less so, but since she effective has this power over Tigh because of his annoyance, she can't help but exploit it.
It was Tigh and Adama who had the best exchange in the whole show. As a missile is about to strike the Galactica:
Adama: Brace for impact, my friend.
Tigh: Haven't heard that for a while.
There were things I'd forgotten, like Adama beating Leoban to death. That he actually did that and came back covered in blood.
And there's a scene of Adama in his quarters eating noodles that parallels Lee's noodle-eating scene from this past season.
And there's more and more and more, but it would really be just me saying: Kara -- shiny! Chief -- shiny! Roslin -- shiny! Tigh -- shiny! Baltar -- shiny!
When it was over, we were exhausted. I thought: What if I were trying to re-watch Battlestar Galactica and Fullmetal Alchemist at the same time?
I think I'd die from the stress.