I think that's about as coherent as it gets. This is my childhood, folks. I grew up with Trek, lived and breathed it. I watched every episode. I could quite the Nitpicker's Guide by heart. I went to conventions (and dressed up). I own Conversational Klingon. I had a cutaway poster of the NCC-1701 D in my closet. Trek brought me to science fiction, which is such an integral part of my life I can't really imagine what I would be without it. So I, like many die hard, dedicated Trek fans waited with both trepidation and anticipation to see what JJ Abrams was going to do to our sacred universe.
He nailed it.
He captured the spirit of those characters, cast them with people who were able to root out the essence of them and recreate them in a way that did homage to the original actors and yet reinvent them for their own. He gave us a freaking badassship that will do those characters proud. It's all wrapped up in breathtaking action that never forgets that this story is really about the characters, and without them there is no story.
Karl Urban, I am pretty sure you were possessed by DeForest Kelly, in the best possible way.
It's entirely possible I will have seen this twice by the end of the weekend. Only my inner Vulcan (if there is one) will keep that number from being higher.
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