[For my daily workout, I'm pedaling on a recumbent exercise bike while watching Star Trek: The Next Generation. I'm posting my reviews here.]
(199.4 pounds)
Ah, yes: the Ambassador of Dorian Gray.
Forty-odd years after destroying two societies by violating the Prime Directive, Admiral Jameson downs some magic pills to be “vigorous” enough to redeem himself. It turns out to the great shock of Jameson and the audience that this is NOT a good idea after all.
The message? Don’t do drugs, kids–at least not all at once. Too, don’t get old–also, at least not all at once.
The only polite word for the pace of this story is “ponderous”: this episode suffers from being about only one thing. Later, the writers would figure out that having A and B plotlines that converge at the end would make for better storytelling, but here they pursue the story with the tenacity of tree sloths pursuing leaves…with all their speed, too.
Sweet “support chair,” though. I’m glad we’ll replace the traditional lap blanket with two plastic sliding doors in the future.
Eh. My grade: C-.