Ok, I was going to hold back on some things in my last post but here goes.
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I started yelling at the TV when Burnham sees that Moll is bleeding from her femoral artery and hands her a dermal regenerator to stop the bleeding. What the fuck are you doing?? Let her go ahead and bleed out because she knows less than you and is only going to try to stop you even if she agrees to work together, which is absolutely what happened because Moll is so one-dimensional. Burnham is maybe the worst and the luckiest captain ever.
Also, I’m just going to say it: Star Trek fights were better when they were cheesy. Kira KO-ing a Klingon with a silly two-handed punch is probably more believable than these characters continuing to get up and fight after ten minutes of whaling on each other.
I don’t have a huge problem with deus ex Culber as an idea because Trek leans on this kind of thing a lot, but it’s better when it’s about the process of figuring things out and not just someone boop-booping on a console. A great example of this is TNG “Cause and Effect”: the end solution is so simple and is actually just a boop-boop away on Data’s console, but that is after the episode spends 40 minutes hiding answers in plain sight and the crew has to repeatedly relearn things and come up with ways to carry forward new information into each next time loop.
The execution here was so stupid. Don’t just have Culber conjure up the exact tractor beam frequency down to the fourth decimal place. Make him work for it, have a feeling for a general sense of where it is, try multiple possibilities until he finds it. If they were concerned about airtime they could’ve just sped up some of those slow-mo fight scenes.
Now that i have… Everything@Limey and @Waldo said, in spades. My takeaway is that I’m going to have to search for another show for my weekly dose of meaningful looks (that furrowed brow “I grok you in fullness” Stamets face) and whispered conversations in desperate situations.
Sometimes when I get the calls asking me (is this John?
I say yes) if I want to sell my property on 1919 Smith Street (not my street address, I ignore that). I tell them sure, make an offer.
They always throw it back to me.
Ok well I think I’d like 12 million. Cash. Pretty firm on that.
If they stay engaged I’ll go down a list of upgrades, like swimming pools on every floor.
I had one lady actually get mad and tell me to grow up.
It’s funny. I never get these calls or spam texts. I feel a little left out.
I did have my first (and second) fraud attempt using my personally identifiable information. Thanks to Kaiser Permamente breaching my PII three times in the last year.
My FIL used to be a telemarketer in college, so he knew (at least back in the land line days) that these guys got paid if they kept the target on the line for a certain amount of time. So he made sure to keep yanking their chain with increasingly absurd responses.
“No, I don’t need my carpets cleaned.”
“No, I don’t have carpets.”
“I don’t have hardwood either. Or tile.”
“Linoleum? No, I have dirt floors.”
“Can you clean my dirt for me?”
“The Acolyte” has made an ok start, but I’m not Alderaan so far. They’re back in the Volume, as opposed to on location (like Andor), but I understand that needs must when making a TV show. It’s still got a good Star Wars look, albeit that nailing the look has never been Disney’s problem with this IP.
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Jedi do Kung Fu now?
Losing Carrie-Anne Moss right off the bat was annoying. I was already half-way to my bunk.
I hope they go somewhere good with the revenge plot because 2 of the 4 marked-for-death Jedi are already dead after just two episodes.
Deadi #2 killed himself after 4 years of silence, so I hope we learn what traumatized him and that it’s worthwhile, and not just because someone called Brian stood on his foot.
