I saw Start Trek this afternoon. My husband had this genius plan: Go to a movie this afternoon while The Boy is at school. So we went to see Star Trek. Josh wanted to go because it looked cool. I wanted to go because my parents raised me to like Start Trek — or at least all the movies after the first disastrous attempt.
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The movie ended up being a satisfying entertainment on a couple of levels:
- Intense action and a degree of character development.
- Inside jokes for the Trekkies.
I go to movies to enjoy a good action adventure with some comic relief. If it takes place in the future — space — or the past — medieval times — it's a bonus. And for me, Star Trek fulfills the requirements. The casting is decent (although I didn't like the guy they got to play Sarek) and the graphics and explosions fun to watch. Plus, we get to hear “Dammit, I'm a doctor!”, “Are you out of your Vulcan mind?” and “Pointy-eared bastard” all over again. Actually, the only thing that would make it better is if someone yelled, “Beam me up, Scotty” — since that exact phrase was never actually said in the series or the movies (am I geeking out too much on this one?).
The writers manage to cover any discrepancies between the Star Trek I'm familiar with and the new version with a story that involves time travel changing the way things play out in the future (Leonard Nimoy comes back in time and explains it all). It's a classic Trek device, so it works well in the new version. So Kirk grows up without his father and Spock's mother dies. But some things remain the same. Kirk is definitely going to be getting it on with an alien lady with primary-colored skin. The cheese factor spikes at the end, but you expect that. I mean it's Star Trek.
It's worth seeing in the theater, and we'll buy it. Definitely a rewarding cinematic experience.