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In the opening scenes the viewer is expected to believe a couple things right off the bat; first being that after surviving 100 years following the apocalypse on a space station, beauty care product synthesization has been perfected, and there is apparently plenty of electricity for blow dryers and curling irons -- not to mention lots of water for hair washing and conditioning. On the other side of the scale: overuse of medical supplies is punishable by death.
Take scene 1 for example: teen aged girl, blond highlights & dark roots, lots of mascara and eye shadow -- and she's in space-station-prison. Dressed in teen-Gap spacewear, she must have traded her exercise time for peroxide and hair foil, because after 100 years, there's plenty of that stuff onboard.
No shortage of hair product -- plenty of gel and mousse for all the men and women of the 100 year old space station. And speaking of the men, apparently there's an abundance of shaving stuff as well, making it possible to maintain a shave-every-day standard in space. Amazingly, even the young men sent to earth who are struggling through a radiated danger-filled jungle just to find the food locker manage to remain cleanshaven. Similarly, all the girls keep perfectly arranged hair, and manage to change their eyeshadow colors in that same jungle. Clever way to convey the passage of time, change eyeshadow colors. All this without carrying a single supply box, bag, or container of any sort off the ship they landed in.
The genre of SciFi should be offended, but then again, it's CW ;-)
Wow, what terrible acting and storylines. It's like they throw darts at the episode plot board and just riff on what they hit.
With every Star Wars spinoff Disney demonstrates their acceptance of mediocrity in entertainment. Each spin off uses the leftovers from the previous shows as set pieces and everything is just lower and lower production value with more talentless actors and bad writing.
Mando set a gold standard in the first two seasons, Fett was OK but felt forced, Obi Wan didn't really land and Ewan couldn't resurrect it, Andor was slow and recycled too many previous Star Wars sets and now Ashoka is just a sad attempt at another spinoff, of which there seem to be a limitless supply of. With Ashoka it seems like they are trying to break the "one season special" formula and make it a slow burn to run for multiple seasons.
Disney is grasping at anything to keep their failing streaming service (and frankly, their failing corporation) alive.
As I write this I realize how much Star Wars has been spun off, especially if you include Solo and Rogue One. Disney got their hands on the franchise and turned it into a giant cash grab which worked for a minute but is watering down a beloved franchise more and more with each spin off.
"Star Trek: Discovery" is not just a TV show; it's a cultural mosaic set in the final frontier. It's like a cosmic Pride parade, celebrating every color of the human—and alien—rainbow. The series doesn't just push the envelope; it puts the envelope through a wormhole and into a parallel universe where diversity is the prime directive.
The bridge of the USS Discovery is a veritable Benetton ad of interstellar proportions. It's as if the casting call was a group text that said, "Hey, does anyone NOT have representation on a sci-fi show yet?" And the response was a resounding, "Beam us up, Scotty!"
Michael Burnham, our protagonist, is the epitome of a 21st-century hero(ine). She's like if Rosa Parks and Neil Armstrong had a baby, and that baby was raised by Oprah and Ellen in a zero-gravity environment. She's not just breaking the glass ceiling; she's shattering the dilithium crystal barrier.
The show tackles every social issue you can think of, and even some you can't because they haven't been invented yet. It's as if the writers' room has a checklist titled "Inclusivity Goals" and they're scoring higher than a Vulcan playing 3D chess. The Klingons have been reimagined as misunderstood outsiders, not so much the villains of the galaxy but more like that one cousin who's really into heavy metal and just needs a hug.
And let's talk about the storylines, which are more tangled than headphone wires in a pocket. The plot twists come at you faster than a tribble's reproductive rate. Just when you think you've got a handle on the multiverse, the show hits you with a revelation that makes you question reality itself.
In essence, "Star Trek: Discovery" is the avocado latte of television – it's what happens when you blend science fiction with social consciousness, then sprinkle it with a dash of cosmic dust for flavor. It's a bold journey not just into space, but into the heart of what it means to be truly woke in a universe that's as diverse as it is vast. So strap in, set phasers to 'woke', and prepare for a ride that's as enlightening as a pride rainbow. :rocket::rainbow:
