In which expectations are reversed, a herring is red, and Gene Roddenberry takes it too far.
In which continuity is preserved, a cultural victory is won, and an invasion is postponed.
In which Nazis are bad, the Prime Directive is good, and Spock recommends that a fascist state join the Federation.
In which Vulcans are better than humans, robots are not as good as humans, and we meet something I’ve been hoping to meet since the first five episodes.
In which a brush war is declared, a folk song is played, and a biblical references is inserted very clumsily. Continue reading
In which an ink cloud blots out the stars, the visual designers of the episode were clearly high, and I waste a Star Wars joke.
In which the Prime Directive is there for a reason, my hatred of monoculture is well justified, and if youse mugs don’t share my blog, I’m gonna scrag ya, see?
In which Kirk wears a collar, Kirk donkey-punches a girl, and an episode is wasted.
In which we watch the original ‘fluff’ episode, the seeds for two ubiquitous technologies are sown, and I really want a tribble.
In which we meet the most reasonable planetary governer of all time, a locked room mystery is invalidated, and Jack the Ripper is done much less well than Babylon 5 will doin the ’90s.