tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5077773.post4654901657310194570..comments2024-03-26T15:22:25.095-06:00Comments on The Earliad: Command CenturionEarl J. Woodshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07963936256606285358noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5077773.post-13402086893639613592022-03-31T23:48:48.621-06:002022-03-31T23:48:48.621-06:00His boots look like he kicked Goldfinger to death....His boots look like he kicked Goldfinger to death.<br /><br />I loved those old-skool Cylons, and I remember the childhood awe I felt at seeing the first (and only?) Gold Centurion. I guess it's the same kick for Captain Phasma, now that I think about it.<br /><br />Much later, I read about the stuntmen who populated that armour, and how much they had to endure to make the Cylons fearsome, or as fearsome as a stormtrooper could be who dies from a single daggit bite. Three factors came into play: the suits were not very flexible, they were heavy and hot, and visibility was very poor. <br /><br />Not long ago, I watched an episode where the Cylons had taken over a medieval-style castle (appropriating a Universal Studios set, naturally), and the Cylons had to somehow make it on their own down a stone staircase with no railing. If the Colonials had simply put all of their stuff at the bottom of a stone staircase with no railing, the Cylons would have taken yahrens to get to them. <br /><br />Understandable: who would want to be wearing a pinball-faced sardine can when you slipped and fell clanking down a hundred stone stairs, and who would get you out of that suit to rescue you, a paramedic or a paramechanic? Jeff Shylukhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11915415377502782962noreply@blogger.com