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From: Marc Thomas
Hi Trek TV Friends. My favorite science fiction has always involved an exploration of the concept of alien minds, alien forms is good too but minds before all. To contemplate the inner nature of any other given being, or even beast, to think as it does, or to understand the different but maybe vaguely analogous process to thought performed by creatures who don't think. When Kolos inhabits Spock, it's wonderful because while dangerous, there is no menace. This story is not designed to instill xenophobia but to embrace difference. This is where the whole Vulcan IDIC thing come from. Sure, it was part of a plan to sell little IDIC medallions as ancillary merchandise, something Roddenbury always considered (this is why there are two kind of phasers, collect them all) but that doesn't diminish the concept, if not at its heart, then immediately adjacent to it like a deposit of cholesterol. Another layer of awesome is the way we are offered Spock, normally, he whom we are meant to perceive as the outsider, as our own ambassador from the corporeal world our kind shares with his. Layers indeed, of difference, which merge as we see beyond our selfs Nimoy delivers the siloque from he and Kolos' joined perspective with earnestness, affection and just enough cheese to make it palatable. Corny but if you like corn, and you know I do….I'm not from Iowa, but enjoy claiming that am. I always forget about this scene toward the end of the episode and often pass this one over because the whole 'you're so ugly it drives me crazy' thing seems so irredeemably stupid. Seems… It's fine for classical mythology but I expect more from sci fi. Is there in truth no beauty? yes there is no beauty and thats the truth, except in subjective non quantifiable terms. More science less philosophy I tuned in for sci fi not philo fi. Put down the Proust and get real. If this was a novel the writer would have had time to concoct some really cool psycho babble about the humanoid minds inability to process what the eye see's in a Madusaneese, but all we get here is the short -hand version with fairy tale concepts. That's okay though, it's TV, and for TV, it's fine. And Diana Muladar again She plays this haughty transatlantic in all three of her Trek roles. She is never a bimbo which I appreciate and I'm pleased by the intelligence of the characters she has potraid. But it is possible to be cleaver and strong aswel as warm and friendly and that's, frankly, what I prefer. Like Dr. Crusher, so glad she came back. How old was Gate McFadden in the TOS days? I could check but what the point. All right, I checked, in her late teens, a little young for these Muladar roles. I do love however, the cool rebuke Kirk takes when he pours on the charm only to see it sluff off into pools on the floor and slowly, but not too, wash down the storm drain. sweet. I love seeing a smarmy dick get fucked and not in the good way. All in all, I forget how good this one is, because it lacks alot of the goofy fun I normally look to TOS for. A quality found in abundance though on that episode of Star Trek: TSG you know, the one where Tracy, beams up, then, due to a transporter malfunction, continues to beam up over and over until the ship is brimming full of her! Remember that one? Oh here it is...The Trouble with Tracy's. See the Fan Art Tab, a pictures worth 47 words, give or take. I stand here alone, waiting for Colette on the beach. She'll know me by the Brain Parasite on my face, I wait still. Peering into distance swells for the tell tale signs of a woman alone in a canoe, I remember her promise when she said, "...as for that Marc chappie,well, he's some spiffing fun,other side of the Atlantic though,I'll have to cross the ol' pond to get to him so..when in Rome! " Her delicate London pepper-pot tones, so dulcet, and dismissive of the ocean's vast girth. Then, it occurs to me….dammit…this is the Pacific ocean. And, so concludes my 10th audio eMail. Marc Thomas