One of the things that limits me as a writer is how much I enjoy stasis as an audience member. Because many stories in the genres I read and write and watch thrive on epic-scale plots driven by set-piece actions, skilled writers in those genres have to be able to…
I didn’t understand the way my boyfriend liked the new Star Trek movies until we saw the new Ghostbusters. As I’ve posted about before, Star Trek, especially the original-series movies, was a formative part of my childhood. I know it not wisely but too well. Contrariwise, as a kid, I…
I haven’t seen all that many episodes of the original series Star Trek. I was raised on the movies, and I somehow obtained a book that novelized every episode of the first season. I read it as a kid. And, obviously, I saw “Amok Time” and “The Trouble With Tribbles,”…
Thanks to my mother, our family is actually mixed-religion: part Jewish, part Trekkie. We do not criticize the original series in our house; we do not point out its logical flaws, cringe at its old-fashioned attempts at equality, or imitate William Shatner’s staccato delivery. In Spock we trust. Because Mom…
(Hmmm… hope this is coherent. I’ve been supposed to be in bed resting all week, according to the doctor. Although I’m regretfully missing social occasions and staying away from the gym, you can probably guess how well the “rest” part is going.) Getting annoyed at Star Trek for its implied…