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Jim Kirk’s (Chris Pine) birthday is coming up. You may recall that this is also the day on which his father died, and, if you don’t, this movie is going to have some daddy issues come out of nowhere to remind you. That’s right, Captain James Tiberius Kirk, all of like twenty-eight years old, and in command of the nicest fanciest fastest awesomest starship ever to grace the galaxy, is moping into his stolen scotch about how he’ll never achieve anything.

And then he acts like a dumbass.

Some lady alien (I think Lydia Wilson?) comes hurtling out of a nebula towards a space station bleating a distress call. So the Enterprise goes into the nebula after her crew that is obviously a trap. And some other alien, Krall (Idris Elba), cuts the Enterprise apart with swarms of tiny spaceships and she crashlands on a planet and the crew is dispersed and/or enslaved until Krall can unleash a weapon to destroy the Federation.

It’s basically The Rock, but in space and worse.

Because (spoiler alert, and I don’t even care) of course Krall is actually some Starfleet captain who disappeared centuries ago and then felt abandoned by the Federation and now he’s hanging out on space-Alcatraz until he can destroy space-San Francisco with his weird space-nerve gas. Somehow he has also developed some sort of magic-adjacent skill whereby he can suck the life out of people and prolong his life. All he has to do is touch them and then he starts looking increasingly weird and unlike Idris Elba and seriously why hire Idris Elba if you’re going to put him in nineteen tons of make-up.

It’s really dumb, and it doesn’t hang together, and it’s not even that much fun, even though Simon Pegg helped write it. Sulu’s happy home life is maybe the best part, and that’s fifteen seconds.

Director: Justin Lin
Rating: PG-13
Length: 122 minutes
Score: 2/5

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Maybe I wasn’t in the mood? Maybe I just can’t be bothered with Chris Pratt outside “Parks and Rec”? Maybe I’m sick of Lee Pace in roles where he wears unattractive make-up? Maybe the extremely specific kind of nostalgia this movie attempts to motivate is not mine? Maybe the bottom of the Marvel barrel isn’t actually that compelling? Maybe I don’t enjoy being emotionally manipulated with the subtlety of a sledgehammer-wielding ogre? Maybe je m’ennuie COMPLETEMENT de wisecracking bands of heroic misfits? Yeah, for sure that one.

This movie made me dumber, and I didn’t even enjoy it along the way.

Stray observations:

  • am glad that Hollywood admits what a ratface Bradley Cooper is.
  • Does anyone even try to act in this movie? Is the dialogue even workable?

Directors: James Gunn
Rating: PG-13
Length: 121 minutes
Score: 1/5