I don't understand the obsession with sexy robots, but I have to say I like it. It's better than unsexy ones, especially if they are bent on killing you.
Battlestar Galactica was a good show. Right up until the last ten minutes or so. I mean, come on, seriously? Angelic beings? Retarded.
Ooops. Hope I didn't spoil it for you.
Seriously, for the four seasons it was on it captivated me as a sophisticated, if not quite brilliant, exploration of complex personal, social and political relationships. I'll probably watch it again someday.