Damn it, Spock, I'm a Doctor Not a Physicist!

Space... the Final Frontier. I love Bones. I loved this movie. Okay, I guess I better do my disclaimer stuff. I WANT to be swept away by a movie. I have sucker written all over my body. Suspending disbelief--check. I'm all over that. I love when the theater lights go dark and the previews start. What stories are coming up that I just have to see? (Well, I would see more movies, but being as I don't have my own personal TARP fund going, I can't go as often as I would like.) I love seeing the studio logos come up--New Line, Paramount, Dreamworks, Universal, Focus Features.

I did not read too many reviews of this movie. Critics can be so....well, critical, you know what I mean. They get so picky about some things and then like movies so weird I have no idea what they are talking about. They have this thing for subtitles. I think they just want to show off that they can read.

I could not for the life of me imagine how they were going to pull off a young James Tiberius Kirk and a young Spock, which is a good thing I'm not a producer or director. They had everyone, Sulu, Uhura, Chekov, Scotty, Bones. I loved when Kirk rides up to where they are building the first Enterprise and when you see the Enterprise for the first time completed.

I always think of shows like this as reminders of sweeping visions of where man can go, what we are capable of accomplishing. Corny, huh? I truly believe in space as the final frontier. I want my grandchildren and great-grandchildren to explore space and time. I always think of the saying, "You can't see the forest for the trees." We get so caught up in our "trees"--politics, finance, who won American Idol--that we lose track of the big picture.

Besides, I want to travel warp speed, so somebody needs to get cracking on that soon or I'm going to send tribbles to NASA.