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Caprica—Who Gives a Frak?
(Caprica, 5/11/09)
By Nicholas Nicastro

According to the Dictionary of Philosophy, the genetic fallacy is "the misapplication of the genetic method resulting in the depreciatory appraisal of the product of an historical or evolutionary process because of its lowly origin." In other words, it is the mistake of judging something from the circumstances of its beginning, not from its state or meaning at the moment. With the monstrous success of—among others—the Batman Begins origin story, the advent of a new Star Trek origin story, the onslaught of X-Men origin stories (X-Men Origins: Wolverine now, X-Men Origins: Magneto in 2011), the genetic fallacy is more epidemic in Hollywood than the swine flu. We'll leave it to philosophers to ponder why. For now, mere critics will suffice to decide if any of these are any good.
      The end of Ronald D. Moore and David Eick's revamped Battlestar Galactica series this year was the occasion of much sadness in the fandom. Folks debated the choice of having the old battlestar and its ragtag fleet land on Earth 150,000 years ago, and aptness (or lameness thereof) of attributing some of the series' unresolved mysteries to the hand of God. What we didn't hear much, though, was the question "Gee, I wonder what happened in the BSG universe 58 years before the series?"
      Yet this is exactly the project Moore and Co. set for themselves—to present how humanity began down the dangerous path of creating their cybernetic nemeses, the Cylons, and the roots of the war that would almost destroy both races. Why? Perhaps because it's interesting, but the more cynical motivation is the more likely: BSG, though intense and harrowing and terrific, never found a wide audience because it was—to put it bluntly—a downer. Chicks just never warmed up to it. But a sci-fi- inflected origin story, set among the beautiful, decadent citizens of Caprica, the humans' prelapsarian homeworld? Now there's the ticket.
      Or so somebody thought. Now that the two-hour pilot is out on DVD, there's reason to wonder whether Caprica will just end up swapping one limited viewership for another. Not that the show is bad, actually. It's the story of two families—the Graystones, led by the rich, complacent uber-entrepreneur (Eric Stoltz) destined to invent the Cylons, and the Adamas, whose shady-lawyer patriarch (Esai Morales) has lost his family in a train bombing (he's also the father of William, the boy who'll grow up one day to be Edward James Olmos). Though it gets off to a slow start, the tale of two mismatched fathers mourning their daughters, and their unlikely plot to bring them back from the dead, has both power and nuance. The combination of well-wrought drama and underplayed sci-fi feels like something we haven't seen before.
      Problem is, set against the monumentally high stakes of BSG, the domestic goings-on in Caprica seem like small beer. Insofar as we already know where all of it is going to end, they're academic too. Sure, we hope that Eric Stoltz irons out his relationship with spunky, teenaged Zoe, and that Esai Morales doesn't get in too deep with the Caprican version of the Mafia. But let's get real—when the end of days is nigh, Mommy and Daddy should really get busy digging that fallout shelter.
      As Rick said in Casablanca, the problems of two people (or two families) don't amount to a hill of beans when the world's about to go crazy. When Caprica begins as a regular series next year, its low-key virtues won't be enough. We're going to need a better reason to watch it than filling in the backstory of another, better show
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©2009 Nicholas Nicastro

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