142: Samaritan Snare (2.17)

Synopsis:  Picard sees the wizard for a new heart, and Riker helps a race that wants to make their ship go.

Memory Alpha Summary:  Rumors of a sensical plot within have been greatly exaggerated

Review:  This episode is an example of the tenuous potential that bridges seasons one and three.  The awkwardness (Wesley notwithstanding) is no longer there, but the strength of storytelling is still lacking.  For starters, how the hell does a race as stupid as the Pakled get into space in the first place?  They’re cunning only in the basest sense, but when the tables are turned on them they are too stupid to realize it.  The rescue plan is bloody hilarious, but it still doesn’t negate the ridiculousness of the trap.  On top of that, Troi, the only person on board who senses that the Pakled are up to no good, is conveniently not around until after Riker sends Geordi into the trap.

On the other hand, I love the Picard subplot.  And I love Pulaski.  When Crusher orders Picard to do something, he rebuffs her until she gives up, her loins aching.  Pulaski doesn’t take his shit for a second.  She’s the perfect complement to him.  And even though Wesley (who is traveling with Picard to take his exams) is again given the “Kick Me” sign again with asshole lines like “You’re not too comfortable with me, I understand sir,”  Picard handles it with grace and leadership.  We learn a significant part of his past, his run-in with the Nausicans, a part of him that will be revisited later on.  Unfortunately, the ending is contrived, with Pulaski having to save his life, but at least Picard gets to drop a Mark Twain quote at the end.

143: Interface (7.03)

Synopsis:  Geordi violates more protocols with his “mom” than he did with Aquiel, but for what it’s worth isn’t quite as unethical.

Memory Alpha Summary:  Unlike the reading rainbow, this interface cannot take you anywhere.

Review:  While I’m glad to see that Geordi finally has a family, this is just not a terribly interesting episode.  The “brand new” interfacing technology seems not all that fancy compared to what’s already on the Enterprise.  And I just didn’t get all that worked up about Geordi finding his mother.  Perhaps it was because I didn’t sense any chemistry between he and his mother.  It seemed Crusher family-like.

Also, Data acting unethically here by helping Geordi…I don’t buy it.  While it’s very human, I can’t imagine his ethical program allowing for the multiple loopholes in protocol that he exploits.

The only part I liked was the final scene where Picard disciplines Geordi for his actions, but then has the decency to apologize to Geordi that he couldn’t find his mother.

144: The Bonding (3.05)

Synopsis:  Worf wants to light candles and bond with a boy orphan.  Yeah, exciting shit.

Memory Alpha Summary:  Please sir, I don’t want some more

Review:  The first clunker of season three was the first episode written by Ronald Moore.  Jeremy Aster’s character is pretty bland, and the actor who plays him is fairly blah, even for a child actor.  Thus, I don’t really care about his fate.  Also, the episode finale is just endless talking, with the adults telling the children how they should feel.  It’s all very paternalistic to me, and I wasn’t moved at all during an episode I felt should have been moving.

Picard finally says that children shouldn’t be on starships due to fact that they haven’t “signed on” to the risks.  Valid point, sir.  However, I think the children who live on a starship would make the best officers.

And, lo and behold, Troi is quite useful as the counselor, giving some pretty decent advice to Worf…which he promptly ignores.

145: The Dauphin (2.10)

Synopsis:  Wesley almost gets lucky with a shapeshifter and then gets pissy about it.

Memory Alpha Summary: Duck!

Review:  This one is so bad it’s funny.  It starts out with a bang as Geordi gives Wesley the rest of the day off because he’s horny.  Then Wesley asks Geordi for girl advice(!).  Then Worf lets Wesley know that during the Klingon courting process, dudes read love poetry and ladies throw things.  Data relates mating to the histocompatibility complex of the cell membranes.

Then Wes makes his move.  He selfishly asks Salia to stay with him even though she is on her way to save millions of people from death.  Of course, it’s only because he fell in love in the span of about two days.  And then after he throws a temper tantrum when he finds out Salia is not humanoid, he brings her chocolate beans and tells her she now has a “taste to remember me by.”  Ewwww!

There were two non-silly highlights.  Riker and Guinan flirting hardcore in front of Wesley was grin-worthy and Guinan giving non-condescending advice to Wesley about love was a nice touch.

Survivor X, Challenge 9: Cliffhanger

The broad challenges tend to bring out the best writing, and this week was no exception.  Our job was to simply create a tense story with a cliffhanger, in 500 words or less.

Edward King’s father hadn’t beaten him in eight days. He wasn’t entirely sure why he counted. He did know that twenty-one more days and it would be a record. And maybe hope.

Sometimes Eddie wished he went to school in a bad neighborhood, where some kids were lucky if their parents chose to buy food instead of heroin. He could then fantasize his life as better than that of his friends. But every minute he spent away from home was a cold reminder that he didn’t have one.

What kept Eddie from deliberately working on an escape plan was Mom. She couldn’t protect him from his father’s “corrections” any more than she could protect herself. But he knew she cared, and that was enough. Eddie couldn’t wait until he was old enough to protect her. In nineteen days was his eleventh birthday. Almost an adult.

His birthday was one reason Eddie was sure he wouldn’t break his record. But his report card was another. It came today and his father knew it. And Eddie knew the only thing his father would care about was the B-minus in pre-algebra.

The harsh clanging of the garage door jolted Eddie out of his self-pity. Sitting down at the kitchen table, Eddie stared at the report card, hoping to get this out of the way.

His father came through the door and set his briefcase on the table. Eddie sensed his father looking at him, then the report card, then back. He tensed as his father’s hand came to his forehead. But his father simply ruffled his hair before silently walking towards the stairs.

Eddie couldn’t tell whether to be relieved or frightened, but goose bumps shot up his arms. Unfortunately, this debate would have to wait as a scream from upstairs broke his paralysis.

Normally, he would go outside so he wouldn’t have to listen. But this time something compelled him to walk up the stairs. As he did, Mom’s protests became softer but more desperate. Reaching his parent’s bedroom, he looked carefully around the door jamb. Then he took a step back.

Mom’s blouse was torn. Half-naked, she looked helpless on the bed as his father towered over her with his dick out, stroking it. Not knowing exactly what his father planned to do, but knowing it was bad, Eddie reacted. “Mom!” he shouted from the doorway.

His father’s glare darted from his mother to him. He expected shouting, but his father calmly pulled up his slacks. “Edward. Get the hose.”

Shaking, Eddie made his way to the garage. This task normally was humiliating, but right now he only felt fear, and rage. Pulling the hose off the far wall, Eddie considered destroying it, realizing that doing so would only make things worse. But then he noticed the adjacent cabinet was slightly ajar. His father’s .45 was lying on the shelf.

“Edward, you shithead!” he heard in the distance. “Get up here!”

Eddie closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “Coming!”

Spooky: Yep, you had me skipping breaths here. It starts out sounding like an obvious and manipulative Lifetime movie, but it soon spirals into something much more interesting. Also, “His birthday was one reason Eddie was sure he wouldn’t break his record” is perhaps the greatest heartbreaking line I’ve ever read in this game. 5

I was hoping someone would comment on that line.  It’s probably my favorite.  It’s funny, though.  In Bantam Bulwyr when I used random names, you felt they were symbolic.  This week I was very careful about what name I picked, yet no comment :)

DK: Great, disturbing situation, and the tension is really palpable. I felt a few of the early sentence structures were a little awkward, but again I’m being really pedantic to force myself to find separation. I’m just finding this week really great overall. 4

When I finished writing this, I was at 587 words.  Most of what I chopped down was in the beginning, so the awkwardness is probably due to that.

I’m really pleased with these scores.  I didn’t feel I had a pure cliffhanger, as this story could end right here and be totally fine.  But the conclusion is not forgone, so there’s that.

The Vogons did not finish in first place for the first time, though our team still had an exceptional week.  The other entries were just that good.  Unfortunately, we had one more non-submitter from another team, so the voting is yet again a formality.  Fourteen players left!

146: True Q (6.06)

Synopsis: The hippie daughter from The Wonder Years runs away with Q

Memory Alpha Summary: Not that hard to resist, actually

Review:  The dullest TNG episode that starred Q, it recycles the plot from Hide and Q.  And it’s not executed well at all.  First we have this girl whose world has been turned upside down by learning she’s Q, which comes with a naturally heavy psychological burden.  So who counsels her?  Why, Crusher of course!  Troi is nowhere to be seen for the first half of the episode.

Q has some funny lines as usual.  Ripping on Crusher for becoming more shrill with every passing year and then turning her into a dog.  Snarkily criticizing Picard for his propensity to give speeches.  But it can’t save this weak story.  It ends with a fizzle as well, as Amanda joins the Q continuum because she wants to help people.  Does she ever come back to help the Enterprise again?  Not that we’re told.  Yawn.

147: Force of Nature (7.09)

Synopsis: Our very special environment episode

Memory Alpha Summary: On green friendly non-paper

Review:  While I appreciate what the writers were trying to do here, there’s just too much 20th century angst that shows through the script for me to really enjoy it.  It also hamstrings the writers of DS9, or at least it would have had they not completely ignored this episode’s recommendation that star ships don’t exceed warp five.  It also took this episode about twenty-five minutes to get to the main story (after two subplots wrestle with each other for screen time) and I was bored and lost by the time it was brought up.  I will say Levar puts in a strong performance.  Watching Geordi struggle to accept a scientific theory that could affect his livelihood is a disheartening but honest experience.

At least Spot gets some quality screen time.  “Geordi, I cannot stun my cat.”

148: Masks (7.17)

Synopsis:  The Enterprise turns into a swamp while Data turns into Sybil.

Memory Alpha: Let’s leave symbols to the symbol-minded.

Review: You know, some ideas are just so high concept that it’s best just to leave them alone. Perhaps this confusing story could have worked for a full-length movie, or better yet, a novel, but there’s just too much exposition for a 42 minute show.  The performances are fine, but there’s no heart.  There is also no real tension, no real climax.  Very unsatisfying.  Mad props, though, to the art department.

149: Pen Pals (2.15)

Synopsis:  Wesley gets to order around his superiors for the first time while sober, and Data violates the prime directive not once, but twice.

Memory Alpha Summary:  Friends don’t let friends watch this

Review:   I could talk about how nobody really knows how to direct Wil Wheaton, or write good lines for Wesley, or that the really boring Prime Directive debate ends with Picard more or less saying, “Fuck it, go ahead.”  But I want to talk about Miles O’Brien.

At this point in the series, he’s been a supporting character only, mainly just transporting people on and off the ship.  But it’s easy to see why they eventually featured him more prominently and then gave him a starring role on Deep Space Nine.  Colm Meaney is a superb actor, and he can brighten up a simple scene with a quip and a smirk.  He can do serious, he can do sad, he can do funny.  When Riker not-so-subtly makes it known he’s about to violate the Prime Directive and orders O’Brien to take a nap, the latter delivers two perfect lines.  “Right sir, I’ll just be standing over here dozing off.”  When Riker needs him later, O’Brien quips, “Just woke up, sir.”  They’re good lines, but Meaney handles them masterfully.

O’Brien, I adore you.

Survivor X, Challenge 8: Style Over Substance

The challenge this week was to actually pick from a grab bag, and this is the challenge I took.  The goal was to cover a fantastic story, but in the vein of the Los Angeles media, focus on something completely vapid instead.

…and not only did he grow up here, he now lives on an avocado ranch.

I did not know that about Tom Selleck! Well thank you for that, John. Up next is a story that is sure to interest some of you. And to break it is our own weather girl, Bri. Hi, Bri! I see you have your Pasotti umbrella with you.

Thanks, Christina. And I’m afraid I may have to buy a new one after today.

Why is that, Bri?

Well, as you can probably see, it is indeed raining Milk-Bones.

That is interesting. Have you spoken with anyone regarding this development?

Yes, just a minute ago I spoke with Dick Wolf. He said he was in New York and didn’t know about the weather here, but he assured me that he and his family had nothing to do with it.

Thanks, Bri. And have you tried Michael J. Fox?

I did talk to his agent, who was with him. He said Michael couldn’t come to the phone, but that he was just shaking at hearing the news. I told him to ask Michael if the bones came from Canada, and I was hung up on.

That does sound suspicious. Is there anyone there you can talk to?

Most humans have decided to remain indoors during this event, but I do have a bull terrier with me. He’s being pelted by a deluge of Milk-Bones, but does appear to be enjoying one as well.

Is that Spuds McKenzie?

I don’t know, Christina. Should I put my Ray-Bans on him?

I say go for it!

Okay! Here. We. Go. Can we have a word from you little Spudsie?

Rrrff…au-au!

I think that says it all. Back to you, Christina.

Thanks, Bri! So John, how ‘bout them Lakers?

Spooky: God help me, the vapid early show vibe here made me giggle a lot, and there were two legitimate belly laughs. “He’s being pelted by a deluge of Milk-Bones, but does appear to be enjoying one as well” might be the line of the evening (or season?). Good job, submitters. I wish there had been two more of you. 5

DK: The ridiculousness of the event is only outpaced by the ridiculousness of the coverage. Which is, indeed, the point. Good job. 4

This is my best week ever playing this game and am a little psyched.  Now to keep it up for about twelve more weeks!  The Vogons’ streak of finishing in first also continues.

I’m not exactly sure how I came up with “it’s raining Milk-Bones” but when I thought of it I was giggling too much to not do it.  At first I considered contrasting the absurdity of the morning show commentary with a dramatic scene involving a dog and a sick child, but could not figure out anyway to make that work (i.e. I learned from my mistake last week).  So I tried to see how many jokes I could fit into 300 words.

Interviewing a wolf and a fox was a bit obvious, so I decided I had to throw in deeper lever jokes in there.  For those who missed it, wolves are part of the Canidae family in taxonomy.  Spuds McKenzie died 18 years ago, so just the fact that they thought it might be the real one was another subtle jab. Pasotti is a luxury line of umbrellas that cost well over a hundred dollars.  I wanted a vapid sounding L.A. name, and Bri is the name of a weather girl in Los Angeles.  If you ever read this Bri, I am sure you are an amazing forecaster that doesn’t eat Milk-Bones.

And yes, Tom Selleck lives on an avocado ranch.