Months after the conclusion of Season 5 finds the Federation deep in the Dominion War. Kira, Odo (and Jake) hold down Terok Nor, under the joint rule of Dukat and Weyoun. Garak aids Sisko in the destruction of a Ketracel-White manufacturing facility, and Nog somehow slips into being a useful member of the Defiant. These episodes are what we’ve all been working for – serialized DS9 and the best arc other than Wrath-Search-Voyage.
Rock solid hard SF in a Heinlein-esque fashion. Pair it with classics like Day of the Dove. Also, the stilted dialogue is very well-written….not always a guarantee with Trek. A good introductory episode, too, with nice twists.
1/2
A fairly solid adventure….even if the Caatari are just a variant of the Pakleds. B’Elanna & Paris finally kiss….through a sealed space suit.
Seven of Nine is here, Kes is gone and the ship just shaved a decade or so off its journey. Not bad for one episode.
It’s a trade that’ll be debated forever: Kes vs. Seven of Nine. Nice of them to share the stage at least for one episode.
No one is more shocked than I at how much I enjoyed the Wonder Woman animated feature.
Full review at UGO.
I’ve always found Seven to be just a tad too preposterous to take seriously. But a number more important that 7? 1080. Because I watched this on “Stars HD” in 1080i and it looked effing fantastic.
Twenty times better than anything Kevin Smith ever did. Not without its flaws, but a very agreeable movie that had me laughing and, I can not deny, got me a little choked up, too.
I won’t lie and say it is perfect, but it is charming, clever, loaded with deep cuts and zingers, and anyone who is even slightly “in the life” of nerd culture really has to see this.
Full review at UGO.
Paul McGuigan’s Gangster No. 1 is some of the worst all style, no substance films ever made. Push, luckily, at least has some interesting ideas. The beginning is hokey and the end is more complicated than Chinese The Big Sleep, but the meat of the picture is fun. The powers are cool, Dakota Fanning plays a fun drunk and the Hong Kong locations are dynamite.
Asian dudes with bug-eyes scream and blow up fish!
“I am designation Seven of Nine, Tertiary Adjunct of Unimatrix Zero-One. But you can call me Seven of Nine.” Now that’s comedy!
With Janeway in a coma, Chakotay takes charge – and does exactly the opposite of what Janeway wants. Whoopsie!? Meanwhile, this Borg chick whose hanging around is getting real annoying – opening singularities into liquid dimensions and all.
All ends well, kinda, and Season Four looks like it will be the b(r)est one yet.
And so, after many false starts, the Dominion War has begun!
And, like, holy effing shit!
Worf leaves with Martok, Leeta is sent to Bajor, Sisko and the rest of Starfleet run off with the fleet and Quark, Garak, Odo and Kira are left on a deserted (and half-destroyed) Terok Nor as Dukat and Weyoun stride in with their pyrrhic victory.
Best episode ever.
You can’t go wrong when you focus on the relationship between Jake and Ben Sisko. Throw in some Nog comedy and you have gold. Jake tries to buy a baseball card the same week the Bajorans consider a non-aggression pact with the Dominion.
The Borg! Harry Kim’s Face-Worm-Slime Disease! Species 8472! A season finale with a good cliffhanger ending…as Janeway considers an alliance with the Borg??
Yeah, go salvage a bunch of materials from an old Cardassian station. That won’t cause any problems at all!
Until Garak gets all psycho and picks off the away team Jason Voorhees style!
If you check the back pages of this Star Trek Project, you’ll find that I have always been very critical of the holodeck episodes. But this one, surprisingly, works. There are a lot of winks to “what you can expect” in an “exciting episode” especially surprise twists – and then the surprise twist actually surprises! An appearance from a holo-Seska, holding Tuvok and Paris prisoner in a most dangerous game. Fun stuff.
I’ve had to do some shady assignments at the shop that I’m not too proud of. But I’ll be immune to that for at least six months thanks to this masterpiece.
I can’t remember when I’ve been so proud.
Enjoy the Top Worf Moments.
Let the truth be known: I find great artistry in the movie 300. In fact, it is something of a fascist masterpiece. I only wish the one scene that shows “heart” (the Captain sobbing over the death of his son), which I feel was forced in by a worried producer, could be taken out. Then the movie would be pure. Beautiful, glorious, evil and pure.
Zack Snyder is a remarkable visual storyteller and, if you look for it, has a decent sense of humor.
If you watch some of the bonus features, you’ll almost be convinced you are watching something with historical relevance.
I think 300 is almost as wonderful as Starship Troopers.
About one hour and forty minutes into this two hour movie, Ann & I looked at one another and asked, “when is this movie going to start?”
It’s not that it isn’t enjoyable, and it is not that we couldn’t pinpoint themes (methods of teaching, how the world reacts to optimism) but, c’mon, throw us a little bone of a narrative.
Still, there are some funny scenes and I doubt I’ll ever look in a rearview mirror without thinking “En-Rah-Hah!” again. I recommend this movie to people with patience.
I’ll add my voice to the choir that think Shanley, probably in a defensive move to prove himself as a first time director, shoulda just trusted his own script and actors more. Dutch angles? Really?
Anyway, for as “heavy” and “important” you might think this movie is, it is, in its essence, slightly-intelligent soap opera. Lots of people lashing into one another. Very entertaining.
And if anyone out there (ahem) doubts that Meryl Streep didn’t absolutely nail the accent of the Bronx Irish Catholic, I’d like to introduce you to my mother-in-law. (Just for vocal similarities, not because she goes around accusing people of molesting children.)
