Monday I warned you about the impending pandemic of Giant Slimy Black Cricket Things that Burrow Into Your Belly Button. Well, today I have an even more important Public Safety topic: Our Rapidly Vanishing Supply of Heroic Movie Themes.
While this crisis has been steadily building since the last Lord of the Rings film, my most recent cause for concern comes in the form of the new Star Trek trailer. Erika posted about the trailer last month, and you can read my take on the very first Trek trailer from late last fall.
In the past decade or so I've carefully developed a strong resistance to overblown summer movie expectations. These days I hold my emotions in check; I proceed with cautious optimism, not wild-eyed fanboy drooling. But lately that third Star Trek trailer, released almost two months ago and still dominating the cineplex previews, has got me in full stupidly hopeful, blindly geeked out mode. Against all my better judgment, I am giddy with foolish anticipation.
(Just in case you somehow still haven't seen it, check it out here. And yes, I'm talking about the theatrical trailer, not the Extreme Trek TV ads focusing on the fist fights, sex, and high-altitude sky diving instead of space battles in order to attract a new generation of energy-drink chugging, tattooed, X-gamers. "This is not your father's Trek." Bah.)
Some of my growing adoration of the trailer is from that All-time Great Trailer Moment when McCoy says "We've got no captain and no first officer to replace him," and Kirk steps up and says "Yeah, we do," and takes his rightful place in the Naugahyde seat of destiny. Yep, that's a full-blown 30-years-in-the-making, James T.-worshiping, galactic goose-bumpy, geek-gasm moment right there.
Plus, we finally get to see much more of the fully functional Enterprise in action. I'm not sure non-fans understand just how pure and perfect and beautiful that classic Enterprise shape is to us lifers. Star Trek may be all about Gene Roddenberry's hopeful, humanist view of the future; and about the lifelong friendship and philosophical balance between Spock (the brain), McCoy (the heart), and Kirk (the fists and, um... other parts). But it's also in large part a sea-going adventure story, Horatio Hornblower in Space, as it's often called--and at its heart is that beloved ship.
But all that aside, what really hooked me into the trailer--and the new film--is the music. Finally we get some truly stirring, inspiring, up-on-your-feet feeling it heroic music, and... it's not in the movie. In fact, unlike the trailer-friendly Children of Dune musical cues from Brian Taylor, the epic music in the Star Trek trailer is not from any movie.
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