Can I dress up as Spock for Halloween?
I liked the film a lot--on different levels.
I enjoyed it so much I clapped, as in--towards the end,
when the USS Enterprise engaged into warp drive
I clapped my hands! -- good thing some audience members joined in (thanks for not being ashamed to show some geek love!) because my sisters were ready to deny me as their blood kin when they heard my thunderous applause (while saying "Whoaoo! Love it!).
It's nice to have a "Star Trek" for my generation--that doesn't suck. And unfortunately I cannot claim the same for the "Star Wars" prequels. So I am really glad I liked the movie. Even if my only idea of Star Trek was "Star Trek: The Next Generation" or William Shatner would always be the host of "Rescue 911" --it did not matter. I didn't even had to try to like it, like "Cloverfield" even with all the super-mega-hype--it did not disappoint.
I liked the treatment, the script, the effects--everything.
If there's one thing you can't deny an Abram's production, it is the taste level. Even up to advertising/marketing everything looks like this-movie-cost-millions-of-dollars-to-make. I liked the teaser posters I must say, moody black and white headshots with the Starfleet logo--genius.
And how cool was Quinto as Spock or Pegg as Montgomery? And even Anton Yelchin as Chekov?--or even that "2001" moment when Sulu and Kirk were free falling?
On the most basic level I liked the film because
the two hours that I spent sitting (on that comfortable seat at Greenhills Promenade) made me believe that space really is "the final frontier".
It appeals to that wanderlust in all of us,
the majesty and mysticism of the universe that captures our imagination,
of simply beholding and marveling at the stars on your feet.
Abram's on his reimagining of the film
...live long and prosper. *splits fingers
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