Saru goes home again.
Discovery takes on a classic TNG episode and makes it its own.
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.
Kes meets more space elves. It goes poorly.
(This is going up a day late, because I’m still on my summer break and, um, forgot what day it was.)
*slaps top of script* This baby can hold so many racist tropes.
If you sit too close to the holodeck, you’ll get square eyes.
[“Liz, did I blink and miss your ‘Persistence of Vision’ post?”
Yes. I hit “post” instead of “save” because I am very smart, and it was up for a whole 24 hours before I noticed.]
Will a baby save Tom and Neelix’s relationship? Actually, yes.
Kes has the worst second birthday ever. It’s not great for the audience, either.
This millennial managed to buy property in San Francisco and have his daily Vulcan mocha! His secret? Completely altering the nature of reality!