Going back to where Star Trek began…
The Vulcan family drama is turned up to eleven; also there is a space squid.
Saru goes home again.
Disco returns to classic form: some characters make terrible choices, others make merely questionable ones; also there is Some Pacing.
I love it.
Reach out and touch faith.
Which is to say, I swear to God (pun intended), I will pay actual money for Star Trek to stop trying to deal with religion. The closest it’s ever come to success is DS9, and even there, I’m pretty mixed on the results.
It’s back! We’re back! With a shiny new (old) captain and an intriguing new mystery, but still the same space nerds we know and love.
*slaps top of script* This baby can hold so many racist tropes.