Well its over.we can be thankful for that, at least, but frack me, it somehow managed to get even worse with its grand finale. The crass stupidity of the writing and direction, well, it beggared belief, frankly, and at the end I actually felt insulted. There’s no other word for it, as a Star Trek fan since a young kid, this current incarnation of the show was actually insulting- insulting my own intelligence as a viewer and insulting the history and legacy of the Star Trek franchise itself. The writer/s, producers and director/s have mugged everybody: I was shouting at the screen at several points, and actually stopped and rewound sections just to be sure I was seeing what I was seeing and hearing what I was hearing. If I had the time I would re-watch the whole thing again just so I could run through it and record here all the magnificently farcical stupidity for posterity.
Biggest example of the stupidity: that bloody magic gadget they had to instantly fix the engines by thinking about fixing the engines and also able to create a vast fleet of projected spaceships to fool EVERYONE by just thinking about a vast fleet of spaceships. I couldn’t quite figure out why, when Picard finally collapses, dying in some vain attempt by Patrick Stewart to finally get off the show, the dumb doctor didn’t just use the magic gadget to miraculously cure him (instead Picard is transported down to the surface for an interminably long death scene infront of his crew who wail like lifelong freinds but who mostly only met him a few days before). And of course, Picard is then dead and then he isn’t. Its quite the pathos of Pantomime. They aren’t telling some grand emotional story, they are taking the piss.
It was the sheer stupidity that angered me. The crass self-confidence that whoever wrote this rubbish thought they could get away with it by frantically rushing through the scenes and distracting viewers with flashy effects- its all smoke and mirrors, no substance at all, like most JJ Abrams stuff. If I were the studio, I’d have sacked these clowns from the show mid-season, and certainly never let them work on one again.
The dialogue made George Lucas’ writing on the Star Wars prequels seem genuinely Shakespearean: at one point a character yells “Planet sterilisation pattern number five!”
Who. Writes. This. Shit.
They even get Riker away from his retirement cooking pizza to actually put him in command of a rescue mission (they literally reprise the hoary old chestnut of the cavalry saves the day); its some of the most crass and blatantly moronic fan-service I’ve seen in years, and God only knows we’ve seen some fan-service in geekdom lately.
Are audiences so mindless now that they just accept this rubbish (I see a second season has somehow been greenlit, presumably with the same creative team of talent-less jerks behind it)? How is anyone actually still watching it? I mean, other than us sad fools whose morbid curiosity saw us through to the very bitter end, who else actually managed to watch all ten episodes? I wonder what the drop-off rate was as the season progressed? Who was left watching at the end? And how many even cared?
Scariest thing of all- did someone actually watch this feast of garbage and actually like it?