The final home video frontier: The Next Generation on Blu-ray

Director Terence Young was once asked what the three main ingredients to Dr. No’s success were. The British filmmaker didn’t hesitate: “Sean Connery, Sean Connery, Sean Connery.”

When I think of Star Trek: The Next Generation, now spruced up on Blu-ray, my thoughts are much the same. “Patrick Stewart, Patrick Stewart, Patrick Stewart.”  Just when you begin to be distracted by the claustrophic sets, soap-opera acting, and sometimes trite moralizing, on comes Patrick Stewart, and you remember what makes the series so great.

Like several other British actors of his generation (most notably Anthony Hopkins), he is able to combine the emotional authenticity and immediacy of a Hoffman or De Niro with the crisp diction and mechanics of an Olivier. The stage-bred Yorkshireman was not an intuitive choice for the French captain Jean-Luc Picard, but he makes the role his own. Dispensing with any attempt at a Gallic accent, Stewart plays it straight, and is convincing even when the dialogue he must spout is less than scintillating. At every turn, he projects a humanity, intelligence, charm and class that makes the character one of the very finest in the Trek universe.MV5BMTc0MzU5ODQ5OF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwODIwODk1. V1. SY314 CR30214314  204x300 The final home video frontier: The Next Generation on Blu ray

But perhaps I am not giving the show its proper due in focusing on its one strongest element only.  In fact, there is much to enjoy.  The show is always concerned with thought-provoking ideas, from the nature of the human experience to the puzzles of language (sometimes clumsily explored; the immensely imaginative creator Gene Roddenberry was never well-versed in subtlety). Moreover, Brent Spiner’s android character Data is paradoxically one of the show’s most relatable characters, seeking with each episode to understand and become more like his human crewmates. The recurring villains are well-developed and suitably threatening in unique ways – John De Lancie’s Q is playful, impish and often quite funny even as he menaces the Enterprise; the Borg are relentless, mechanistic and frightening in their threat to eliminate individuality.   Even Roddenberry’s decision to re-use the Star Trek: The Motion Picture theme, with its strident, perfectly pitched evocation of a starship reaching warp speed, enhances the atmosphere wonderfully.

These elements tend to overshadow the occasional black-hole of an episode (“Shades of Gray”, anyone?) and the inherent corniness of some of Trek‘s signature conceits (the Dust Buster ray guns, pajama uniforms, et cetera).

Some of the effects are dated by today’s standards, and the show has never had the same bright visual dazzle that the TNG films had.  Paramount has sought to rectify this by rebuilding each episode from the original film elements (transferred to video for original broadcast) and adding all-new computer effects.

The new Blu-ray sampler, an appetizer for the complete sets that Paramount plans to release, contains four episodes:  the two-part pilot “Encounter at Farpoint”; the emotionally-tinged, moving “Inner Light”; and the Worf-centric  “Sins of the Father.”

They’ve Sunk Battleship

Do you remember this game from when you were a kid?

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Everyone at some point in their lives was drawn into this classic game of strategy and yells of ” You sunk my battleship!” that often lead to the two players throwing the little pegs at each other.  Somehow, this simple, basic bored game has been turned into this.

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Whatever this is.

Now,allow me explain why this makes no sense what so ever. There was nothing even remotely like this in the original game to start off with. Now, of course basing any movie on nothing more than a board game is going to run into the problem of a plot, themes and characters since most board games don’t have any of those things.

The only one I can think of that was based exclusively on a board game using it’s characters and basic game concept is Clue. Others mention some kind of a game, have people falling into games, but are otherwise are more about about people who play games, like chess, checkers, cards and so on and not the games themselves.

To top of what is sure to be an utter catastrophe of cinema, they managed to get Liam Neeson and Alexander Skarsgard! Real honest actors, that I can only assume were stuck due to some sort of contract, suffering sleep deprivation at the time they agreed, or were in short on a mortgage payment. As for the rest, we have Taylor Kitsch, Brooklyn Decker, Reila Aphrodite and Rihanna. Real class acts to be sure.

Honestly though, I think the trailer speaks for itself.

You can also check out some other trailers at the official Battleship Youtube Page, but remember you have been warned.

 

Kubrick: Batting 1.000

Memorial Day signals the unofficial start of summer, and what does that mean? A glut of popcorn movies, for one, and another season of the American national pastime. Baseball may not hold sway over the U.S. collective consciousness the way it once did, but you know what – it still makes a very pliable framing device for a light-hearted “welcome to summer” blog post. In film, as in baseball, everybody wants a hit as often as possible. Ted Williams was the last professional ball player to bat a .400 average. Artistically, who is cinema’s Ted Williams? And which director is batting 1.000, if any?

Hmmmm. Steven Spielberg has an admirable selection of excellent films, but there are undoubtedly a lot of duds (1941, Hook, The Lost World: Jurassic Park and A.I. to name only a few). Hitchcock had a heck of a run during his Hollywood period, but you’d need Bill Buckner on first base to claim Topaz or Family Plot as a solid hit. Sidney Lumet’s 1970s output is an enviable string of classics (Dog Day Afternoon, Serpico, Murder On The Orient Express, Network et al), but let’s face it, he basically went 0 for the ‘90s and ‘00s. Billy Wilder was a master of most genres, but The Private Life Of Sherlock Holmes is headache-inducing for even the most devoted mystery fan. David Lynch? Erase Dune and we’ll talk. So, whose directorial record is unblemished by an ill-conceived WWII comedy, tonally unbalanced caper, or over-budget Western (no, Michael Cimino, I haven’t forgotten Heaven’s Gate, much as you would like me to)?

(Cue the 2001 theme). Why, Stanley Kubrick’s, of course.

Not only is every feature-length film in his directorial canon a masterpiece (from The Killing on), I think he can claim to have crafted the crowning achievement in at least four genres. The Shining? Its mounting sense of dread is unmatched by any other horror film. 2001: A Space Odyssey? Best sci-fi – find a cinema projecting it in 70mm and they’ll be scraping your brains off the ceiling by the movie’s end. Barry Lyndon? No period film is better (as much as I love Amadeus, Milos Forman definitely stole the look and tone of the Mozart quasi-biopic from Kubrick). Dr. Strangelove? The standard by which all dark comedies are judged, to my mind. (And just try to tally how many times you’ve heard that film’s subtitle – “Or how I learned to stop worrying and love the bomb” parodied and spoofed. It’s enough to make General Jack D. Ripper go insane once again!) And I’d love to claim that Full Metal Jacket is the top Vietnam war movie, but, well . . . Apocalypse Now. Sorry, Stanley, but don’t fret, it’s still a classic. Ditto The Killing, Paths Of Glory, Spartacus, Lolita and A Clockwork Orange.

Yes, I know what you’re thinking. Have I clamped my peepers down to Kubrick’s final screen venture, Eyes Wide Shut? Surely that was the moment that, as the Ernest Thayer’s famous poem puts it, Mighty Casey struck out. Color me contrarian (Color me Kubrick?) but I consider Eyes to be another S.K. classic. Perhaps not genre-defining and -transcending the way 2001 and The Shining are, but an eminently watchable treatise on the nature of desire, nevertheless.

So, step aside, Joe DiMaggio – Kubrick has a record as seemingly untouchable as your famous 56-game hitting streak. 11 at bats, 11 home runs. The upcoming Blu-ray collection will no doubt offer Kubrick’s oeuvre in its most spectacular picture quality yet, so have a Kubrick marathon! As a certain Johnny Carson-loving ax-wielder reminded us, all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy!