Unlike a majority of science fiction fans, Jim and I have only seen the first three hour miniseries that began Battlestar Galactica. My dad, and others whose opinion I trust, assure me however, that the entire series is deserving of all the hype and hoopla. I can give little commentary on the past seasons, but there are a few things I can vouch for before I too rent the series and get caught up:
Mary McDonnell and Edward James Olmos are commanding in their leadership roles, the hot blonde cylon has a back that heats up and turns red when she's horny, and this show boasts a quality of writing, acting, and production values that I feel even the most optimistic Scifi Channel executive couldn't imagine was possible on the channel known for bloody and beyond cheesy z movies like Bats: Human Harvest, Dead and Deader, Return of the Living Dead: Rave to the Grave and… Frankenfish.
It also has surpassed it's previous incarnation from 1978 which starred Lorne Greene and Richard Hatch but failed to gain an audience. It has since, like most ill fated science fiction things of the past, gained a cult following.
After writer strike woes, the acclaimed show returns July for its fourth season.