I'm trying to remember what I was doing when season 4 flew it's maiden voyage. Recollections of these episodes are so terribly vague, I must have had something else to do in 1990. It was the end of my 20's and I was coming to terms with the likelihood that my livelihood was to remain a lower decks matter. Which is fine, Lower Decks is my fave of the new Treks and besides even 30 years ago I was square enough to know that Riker was trying to play Misty before the opening credits. Here's Stan Kenton's band havin' a go...That might be a trombone.
Fundamentally, this is not some humdrum high stakes political intrigue but only the loneliness of an adorable orphaned alien. So sweet. They kinda need a double switcharoo since you know, going in, that it's probably not really 16 years in the future or at the very least, that some cleaver twist or another's in store but...TWO? Well, whoop dDue, indeed and thensome!
These fourth season shows, show in turn, me, why you, TNG aficionados, are so damn hard on the new Treks. There are some real ideas in so many of these oldie but goodz, and while I certainly enjoy the new CBS ALL ACCESS stuff (though not without considerable equivocation)
I can't say I've seen anything like this level of philosophical exploration in any of the 21st century fare. I remember being amazed at the up tick in quality TNG'd undergone and I find it wonderful to have forgotten enough of it that I can dig it anew. I so win.
Well, I woulda won more if they’da mada sit com spinoff ‘bout the twitchy Bug Eyed Bambino later which they never did so boo hoo but it’s fine.