As I walked from the parkade this morning, past the woman kissing the rock, past the McDonald’s (alright, alright… through the McDonald’s), and down the street to the office, I wondered if last night’s episode of Enterprise was a complete waste of an hour of my life. The storylines on this series started so well, with a mysterious person from the future plotting to unravel the fabric of time. As the series progressed, plots became a little thin.
What happened to the thought-provoking themes that were the hallmark of Star Trek? What happened to the edge-of-your seat suspense like when Picard became a borg? Now it all seems so completey… lame. Like the episode where Trip gets pregnant and grows a nipple on his wrist. Now there’s some thought-provoking drama. [heaves exasperated sigh]
Last night’s Enterprise plot: T’Pol, the va-va-va-Vulcan, enters the Ponn Farr during a decontamination routine. What this means, for those who wisely avoid the show, is that a jelly-smeared, half-naked, sexy Vulcan with implants (no, not her ears), becomes a sweaty, crazed sex-fiend who tries to mate with anything on two legs.
Well, on reflection, maybe it wasn’t a complete waste of an hour.