




The Malon (one of the few memorable Voyager baddies) are back and this time they’ve brought moral complication with them!
Really a B’Elanna episode as she learns to use her natural inclination toward hostility for good. Added benefit: the first time we actually see a Sonic Shower! (BTW, is the Sonic Shower an invention of Trek Lit that made its way into the show? I think it may be.)

I see a book like this in a store it is a virtual impossibility that I’m not going to buy it.
It is a position paper, basically, arguing that a) most Jews are liberal and that b) they shouldn’t be.
The a) part is interesting reading – dating back to the Biblical era on through the Inquisition and Reformation and Pogroms and Herzl and Roosevelt and Alger Hiss and Kissinger up through the Bushes. Interesting reading.
What fails – ultimately fails – is Podhoretz’s rallying cry. He goes absolutely “all in” that anyone who doesn’t defend Israel 100% of the time is an anti-Semite. Seriously. It is amazing that publishing house of record ever let such insanity see the light of day.
Podhoretz’s maniacal litmus test renders all of his arguing moot, until he becomes a laughing stock.
He says Nixon is the greatest friend Jews ever had ever, and doesn’t even bother to refute the Billy Graham tapes. He just ignores them as if they don’t exist. Reagan was forced to go to Bitburg against his will and W. is a Truman-esque genius.
Whatever.
I liked reading this book for its first 2/3rds but the remainder is the ramblings of a madman.
I’m all for investigating other points of view, but this did nothing to turn me into the GOP voter its author hoped it would.

The sins of the least fitting death in popular culture are forgiven in this, the most necessary Trek comics run since Debt of Honor.
The mighty Captain is disinterred and brought to rest, while his forever friend does some titular reflecting.
Also: Picard and Spock are totally BFFs. It’ll melt your heart.
This is a pre-quel to the Countdown prequel and, hence, an Abramsverse story in my book.

Two-issue arc concerning the Viking invasion of a monastery in Northern England – told from the point of view of a young, treasonous boy who “summons up” the Northlanders to vanquish his family. Bloody and alarmingly free-of-ethics (like most of the previous Northlanders stories) this comic makes some of the best toilet reading around.



Truly, the best way to ensure than an episode stinks is to base it on Chakotay.
Even if it has cool stuff like “Chaotic Space” and aliens that attempt to communicate with you by subtly altering your DNA to predispose you to schizophrenia (and, hence, make you cuckoo bananas, but also receptive) this all gets flushed down the toilet when the camera is on Chakotay – the worst second-in-command ever.




Extra points for thinking way outside the box on this one, even if it does not make a whole hell of a lot of sense. The mimeographed copies they left of themselves back on the “Demon” planet somehow built a Voyager of their own, set off for the Alpha Quadrant and then, somehow, forgot they were copies. Hey, just go with it.
Of interest, though, is to see how our characters behave in an extreme (and, ultimately, fatal) situation without it really effecting “our” characters. Kinda neat.

A droll office comedy with an almost Woody Allen-ish set up. An actor is hired to pretend to be the long overseas boss so the “real” boss can avoid public responsibility.
Far be it from me to tell Lars von Trier anything, but his gimmick of “Instavision” or whatever it is (letting a randomized computer dictate the frame of each shot) is retarded. The worst thing about this movie is the editing. Be a man, Lars, and storyboard like every other director!
Lastly – who knew there were so many Iceland vs. Denmark jokes?

Alarmingly bad.
The recent batch of DC direct-to-DVD animated features feel like real movies. This is a cartoon.

This is the second 700 page novel by Reynolds I’ve read this year. I’ve got a third ready to go.
Set somewhat as a “sidequel” to the happenings in the “Revelation Space” arc, this is a slightly more conventional tale, but not without Reynolds’ style of truly mind-expanding ideas.
A detective story, of sorts, set in a post-human society where The Melding Plague has thrown all nanotech into such chaos that the buildings themselves begin growing out of control. Also: a religion that is truly infectious.
The best sections deal with a flotilla of generation ships that slowly begin to form into their own warring nations. It is a fascinating piece of anthropology and a solid example of what hard SF can do that no other genre can.

Vikings. Adventuring in Constantinople, conquering the Orkneys, battling the Saxons. Three times awesome.
Brian Wood’s writing is good-not-great, but the setting and art are a solid A+. This is a great collection of an 8-issue arc featuring more beheadings than you can shake a blood-soaked blade at. Highly recommended.



I don’t like saying negative things about my beloved DS9, especially when there are so few left – so I’ll keep this brief.
Holodeck character should stay peripheral.
Okay, we’re done here.