Earl and I watched â€œStar Trek: Insurrectionâ€ this evening. I believe it was the first time watching the full movie since its release in 1998. Tonightâ€™s viewing is part of our recent tradition of watching a Star Trek movie on Sunday evening; weâ€™ve been watching them in order.
While there were mixed reviews for the film back when it was released, I have to say itâ€™s one of my favorites of the franchise. The strife isnâ€™t so thick to be depressing. The movie feels like a natural extension of The Next Generation TV show. And the idea of a society that has shunned technology to go back to their â€œbasicâ€ roots is appealing to me.
One of the hardest things about watching these movies is knowing they were produced before these turbulent times. They were filmed before Y2K, 9/11, and of course an era when Trump was suppose to be taken seriously. I see an innocence in the production that one does not see in modern films. So many of our entertainment outlets have been spun in a more grim direction. I really felt hopeful after watching â€œInsurrectionâ€, but then I took a peek at Twitter and was reminded that we are solidly in the 21st century with all its Second Dark Ages drama.
I closed the Twitter app. Iâ€™ll probably be back in a couple of days.
While Iâ€™m sure I canâ€™t get any of my family to agree to this, I would really cherish the idea of buying an old farmhouse out in the middle of nowhere, but still within reasonable distance of civilization. Fires in a fireplace, plenty of land around, and being able to keep to ourselves. Weâ€™d burn incandescent lights and try to keep things simple.
How Iâ€™d love the ability to get away from all this. Even for just a little while.