A couple years ago, a buddy of mine fool-hardily jumped into
Star Trek: The Next Generation on Netflix on his own, based on the strength of his love for Patrick Stewart in the old BBC
I, Claudius. Needless to say, he found himself lost in a mess of season 1 awkwardness, campiness, and borderline racism. (It's a testament to the dedication of '80s-era Trekkers that they supported the show through two straight craptastic seasons before the show finally got its act together). N...
Published on March 13, 2015 19:46