Showing posts with label war. Show all posts
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Friday, October 13, 2023

The Smartest Religious Movie Ever Made

 (Recent events in the region of the world commonly referred to as the "Holy Land" has compelled me to rerun this post from 6/21/2010. I've added pictures--Kirk)



Recently, I wrote a post about faith which seemed to stir up a lot of strong feelings. So strong were these feelings, in fact, that I decided it best to stay away from the subject from now on. But then I saw my name mentioned on someone else's blog dealing with faith, and thought, "Well, if people are still interested in my views on the subject..." So I've decided to take another stab at it. I've even eschewed the usual wordplay in the post's title. I'm telling you flat out it's about the smartest religious movie ever made.


And what movie might that be? The Ten Commandments? No, as entertaining as that film is, it's not the smartest. Nor is it that other mainstay from Easters past, Ben-Hur.






And it's not King of Kings, Sign of the Cross, Song of Bernadette, Going My Way, Bells of St. Mary, The Keys of the Kingdom, Joan of Arc, Samson and Delilah, David and Bathsheba, Quo Vadis, The Robe, Demetrius and the Gladiators, Miracle of Our Lady of Fatima, Salome, Solomon and Sheba, The Silver Chalice, The Big Fisherman, Barabbas, Sodom and Gomorrah, The Nun Story, The Singing Nun, Lillies of the Field, The Agony and the Ecstasy, The Greatest Story Ever Told, The Bible...In The Beginning, The Sound of Music, Godspell, Jesus Christ Superstar, King David, or The Last Temptation of Christ.




It's not even Bruce Almighty

No, the smartest religious movie ever made is...




...Raiders of the Lost Ark!

What's that, you say? Raiders of the Lost Ark? That's not a religious movie! It's action-adventure!

Well, there is action, as well as adventure. And there's also religion. At least there's something from the Bible. Where do you think the Ark comes from? Actually, there are two Arks in the Bible. The more famous Ark is the big boat with all the animals that Noah captained. The other Ark, the Ark of the Covenant, is less well known. At least it was less well known before director Steven Spielberg, producer George Lucas, and screenwriter Lawrence Kasdan got their hands on it. Here's King James' earlier take:




10 "And they shall make an ark of acacia wood; two and a half cubits shall be its length, a cubit and a half its width, and a cubit and a half its height. 11 And you shall overlay it with pure gold, inside and out you shall overlay it, and shall make on it a molding of gold all around. 12 You shall cast four rings of gold for it, and put them in its four corners; two rings shall be on one side, and two rings on the other side. 13 And you shall make poles of acacia wood, and overlay them with gold. 14 You shall put the poles into the rings on the sides of the ark, that the ark may be carried by them. 15 The poles shall be in the rings of the ark; they shall not be taken from it. 16 And you shall put into the ark the Testimony which I will give you.

--Exodus 25:10-16

The above is God's instructions to Moses on how to build the Ark. Where Moses was supposed to get all that gold, I have no idea. Anyway, the Ark was a kind of chest with supernatural powers that contained bits and pieces of the original Ten Commandments. The Israelites carried it around the wilderness for some 40-odd years, until they reached the Promised Land. After that, it pops up throughout the Old Testament, often to lethal effect, zapping Philistines or even dim-witted Israelites who come too near the thing. Keep that in mind as I discuss the movie.


Now, I said Raiders was smart. But it's not immediately smart. Like any Hollywood product designed to separate an adolescent from his 1981 currency, there's a lot of watchable silliness. The movie begins in a South American jungle in 1936, where we find a big guy with a big hat, ratty clothes, and a whip going into a cave to snatch an ancient idol, evading all sorts of pre-Industrial Age booby traps to do so. He gets out of the cave alive, only to be confronted by an apparent archrival backed by a bunch of spear carrying natives. Our hero is forced to hand over the idol, and then somehow manages to outrun, outjump, and and outswing hundreds of spears thrown in his direction. None of this has anything to do with the Ark of the Covenant, which is in a whole different hemisphere. It's all meant to establish character, and, boy, what a character: Indiana Jones, an professor of archeology (his real first name is Henry, but you won't find that out for another couple of sequels) who apparently doesn't believe in hiring hundreds of diggers to excavate a site, but rather just do the job himself.


Back in his classroom at the university, having exchanged his ratty clothes and whip for a tweedy suit and blackboard chalk, he's approached by a couple of government agents. Adolf Hitler is looking for the Ark of the Lost Covenant, hoping its' powers of God will give him an edge in the upcoming World War II. Now, the agents refer to Hitler as a "nut" and that he's "crazy" for actually thinking he can get away with this. But as nutty and crazy as Hitler may be, they decide to hire Professor Jones to stop him, just to be on the safe side. Do intelligence agents always outsource their work to college archeology professors? They must be understaffed.


Anyway, Indiana Jones goes to Cairo, meets an old flame who decides to help him find the Ark. The Nazis, along with the archrival from the film's opening scene, try to stop him. But Indy does indeed find the Ark, only to quickly lose it to the Nazis. My memory's a bit faulty on this, but the Ark seems to pass back and forth between the Jones and the Nazis until they all end up on some island together. Indy has a chance to destroy the Ark with a rocket launcher (good thing to have when a whip won't do), but, dedicated archaeologist that he is, can't bear to destroy something of such obvious historical significance.

Now we come to the part that always intrigues me. The Nazis have won. They've prevailed. They've got the Ark. Before presenting it to the Fuhrer himself, they decide to take a peek inside.










They shouldn't have. Benign ghostlike figures at first emerge, but they quickly turn malignant. Fire and lightening shoot out out of the Ark, fricasseeing the Nazis standing closest to it. The ones standing a little farther away don't last much longer, as they soon melt or combust or both. Only Indy and his girlfriend survive, having shielded their eyes.

So by winning the Nazis have lost. The power of God gives them no actual military advantage. How you gonna use a weapon if you can't even open the damn thing? Not that the U.S. government is much better. They must have shelled out a lot taxpayers' money, in transportation costs if nothing else, to have Indiana Jones go halfway around the world to stop the Nazis from finding something that turned out to be irrelevant. He could have saved himself the trouble and just stayed in the classroom, though it's always nice to see old lovers reunite.





Indy gets the Ark (did he close it back up with his eyes shut?) to Washington D.C., where it is stored in a giant government warehouse.

"Fools. Bureaucratic fools! They don't know what they've got there," Indy says at the end.


I imagine sometimes after Pearl Harbor, some of those bureaucratic fools will open up the Ark to see just what kind of military advantage it gives them. When they do, well, time to mop up the warehouse floor. So the WWII in the movie's fictional world is fought much like the WWII in our real one, without any discernible help from God.
















Of course, in our real world, people are always fighting and thinking God gives them some sort of advantage. Look at the Middle East. The Israelis and the Arabs have been fighting over the Holy Land for how long now? And why is it even called the Holy Land? If the Lord created the entire Earth, shouldn't the whole enchilada be considered holy, rather than just one tiny morsel? Then there's the people who attacked us on 9/11, thinking they were doing God's work. The average devout terrorist doesn't even have to open up an ark if they wish to immolate themselves. They'll do it with a strapped-on bomb, with the expectation that they'll be greeted in Heaven by 72 virgins (what do they have against more experienced women?) And what about female suicide bombers? Are they greeted by 72 eunuchs?

Just as in Raiders, the U.S. Government in not immune to the sway of God's strategic value. According to Bob Woodward's book Plan of Attack , in the run-up to the Iraq war, George W. Bush referred to himself as a "messenger of God" who was doing the "Lord's work". In the Pentagon, the war was often referred to as a "crusade".

Meanwhile, the Catholic-Protestant conflict in Northern Ireland seems to be finally winding down. It only took four centuries.

To be fair, if you examine some of these religious wars more closely, you'd see that they're as much about politics, territorial conquest, ethnicity, and natural resources (oil comes to mind) as they are about the divine. But nothing rallies the troops like saying it's God's work.

From the Crusades on, can you really say all the blood shed in God's name has made the world a more spiritual place?

Some arks should just stay lost.

Thursday, November 11, 2021

Follicle Phobia

  




A few days ago actor Dean Stockwell died at the age of 85. At this point he's probably best known for playing Al Calavicci, holographic sidekick to Dr. Sam Beckett (Scott Bakula) in the late 1980s-early '90s time-travel TV series Quantum Leap. Another well-know role of his was Mafia chieftain Tony the Tiger in the 1988 film comedy Married to the Mob (I'm tempted to say he was g-r-r-reat in it, but I'll control myself.) He also was seen to good effect in the '80s movies Paris, Texas, To Live and Die in LA, and Blue Velvet. This was during his "comeback" period. Stockwell had originally been a child actor in the 1940s, seen to good effect back then in such popular and well-regarded films as Anchors Away, The Green Years, Gentleman's Agreement, and Song of the Thin Man. Since I'm a bit pressed on time--hey, it's the middle of the workweek as I write this--I want to focus on, and recommend, one particular film that he made back when he was just a kid, 1948's The Boy with Green Hair, directed by Joseph Losey.




Police pick up a bald-headed little boy, a runaway, and turn him over to a child psychiatrist played by Robert Ryan (then on the cusp of movie stardom.) This becomes the film's framing device as the boy, a war orphan named Peter Fry, tells his story in flashback. After being passed along a series of disinterested relatives, Peter ends up in a small town under the friendly guardianship of a retired actor named Gramp (Pat O'Brien.) There's finally some stability in young Peter's life, though the cares of the world is brought home to him when his school takes up the cause of war orphans, his classmates not realizing there's one in their midst. Peter's also troubled when he overhears adults talk about a new war that's on its way (as we know now, that war turned out to be cold.) One day after taking a bath, Peter is drying himself with a towel, looks up in the mirror, and to his surprise sees his hair is technicolor green! The town doctor has no explanation. The kids all make fun of him. That sounds bad, and it is, but at least they see a lighter side to the situation. Not so the adults, who are plainly freaked out about the whole thing. Peter makes the first of two attempts at running away from home. In a clearing in the woods he comes across some mystical war orphans that he had earlier seen on a poster. The orphans tell him his hair has turned green for a reason, to remind the world that war is especially bad for children. Rather than question the connection, Peter returns home, intent on being a child prophet. Well, anyone who knows the Bible, or has at least seen a Cecil B. DeMille movie, knows that prophets don't have the easiest time of it. The kids again make fun and bully him, while the townspeople bring intense pressure on Gramp to take the kid to a barber, which brings us back to the present day, as the bald-headed boy finishes his story. The child psychiatrist, quite understanding (and a tad amused) tells Peter that if you have something to say, you say it, no matter the consequences. Gramp turns up at the police station to take the boy home, but not before the psychiatrist advises him the youth's message is an important one, no matter what his hair color.


The Boy with Green Hair flopped at the box office, but by the 1960s had developed a cult following, which it still has today. It's not a perfect film. The antiwar message is a bit heavy-handed, and at times seems awkwardly shoehorned into the story being told. However, grown people treating an innocent little boy like the Frankenstein monster can still send shivers down the spine, as much as any movie that does have the Frankenstein monster in it. Though made in the late 1940s, The Boy with Green Hair eerily prophesizes the conformity that would come to characterize the 1950s, and the pushback against anything that threatened the status quo. And as we've seen recently in this Proud Boy era, the pushbacks and backlashes against anything that smacks of difference continues. Whether young Dean Stockwell was cognizant of the film's themes when he made it might seem unlikely, but as an adult he did drop out for a while to pursue the hippie lifestyle, and most that knew him after he dropped back in attests that he nevertheless remained very iconoclastic. So maybe the film did affect him. It's a stellar performance, especially coming from such a young actor.







Thursday, March 14, 2019

Quips and Quotations (Rising to the Occasion Edition)





It was involuntary. They sunk my boat.

--John F. Kennedy, explaining how he came to be a war hero.

Friday, September 4, 2015

Strange New World Just Ahead, or: How to Make a Vulcan Feel at Home (Part 9 of 15)

9. Hail the Conquering Hero


After Paramount Pictures told Gene Roddenberry that his services, other than that of a consultant/figurehead, were no longer needed, you might have expected his replacement to be some hack. In fact, his removal paved the way for the Star Trek franchise's third great writer-producer, Harve Bennett (as far as the original cast was concerned.) Bennett was no hack, but that wasn't immediately apparent at the time. There was nothing in his resume prior to 1982 to suggest he was any kind of visionary (but then you could say the same thing about Roddenberry's and Gene L. Coon's pre-Trek efforts.) Bennett had been knocking around network television--and not motion pictures--for about a quarter of a century at that point. He got his start at CBS, and then moved to ABC where he eventually became Vice-President of Daytime Programming, and was later Vice-President of Programming, period. Poor Harve. Always the Vice, never the President. He then went from supervising producers to being an independent producer himself. That might seem like a step down, but it possibly allowed him to flex his creative muscles. As a producer, he helped bring into being such popular--and dissimilar--shows as The Mod Squad, The Six Million Dollars Man, and the miniseries Rich Man, Poor Man. These weren't bad shows, the best I can remember them, but were they so good that they qualified Bennett to take over Star Trek, already considered a pop culture phenomenon by 1982? Plus, he had never written or produced a movie (though he had graduated from film school, so his ambitions did point in that direction.) It may be that the Paramount executives, which at the time included Barry Diller and Michael Eisner, did want to kind of downsize the next Trek movie, bring back a kind of TV sensibility while keeping it on the big screen. Star Trek: The Motion Picture really had more of a feeling of a series finale than a series launch, whereas the four films Bennett produced, and the fifth that was produced by an associate of his, ended up constituting a kind of fourth season of Star Trek, even if you had to wait a year or so between episodes. More importantly, there was something about a bunch of people traveling through space that brought out the visionary in Bennett, as it had earlier to Roddenberry and Coon. A slightly different vision, however. If Roddenberry was H. P. Lovecraft, and Coon Jonathan Swift, Bennett seemed to take his cue from the great Old Hollywood director Howard Hawks. In such films as Only Angels Have Wings, Rio Bravo, and The Thing from Another World, Hawks would present us with a set of disparate, individualistic, often very quirky characters who, as contradictorily as it may sound, would come together to accomplish some goal, be it delivering air mail, taming the West, or defeating a monster from outer space. This may have existed in at least muted form during Coon's run, as it best describes the Kirk/Spock/McCoy relationship. The three may not have much in common, but it's more than what they have with anybody else. But Bennett expanded on the idea, so that it was now those three against the world, or, this being Star Trek, the universe. I'm not just talking evil aliens. Whereas Roddenberry came to see the Enterprise crew as representing the best ideals of the Federation and Starfleet, in Bennett's telling, Kirk, Spock, and McCoy got the job done in spite of the Federation and Starfleet, whose sorry asses always needed saving. As for Chekov, Scotty, Sulu and Uhura, you got the sense they were misfits too, their only loyalty to Kirk, who wasn't above asking them to commit a felony or two.

First, though, Harve Bennett had to familiarize himself with the show, which he had never seen. Also, he had to convince Leonard Nimoy to play Spock one final time. To those ends, Bennett screened all 79 Star Trek episodes. One in particular, "Space Seed" from the second season, jumped out at him.

Ostensibly a cautionary tale about the dangers of genetic engineering, "Space Seed" is actually a mordant meditation on our mixed feelings toward such conquering heroes as Alexander the Great and Napoleon Bonaparte, how we tend to admire them until we find ourselves in their paths (or the paths of those whom admire them even more than we do.) The Enterprise comes across what they regard as an old-fashioned spaceship called the "Botany Bay"--apparently named after the one in the former penal colony known as Australia. Kirk, Spock, McCoy, and Lieutenant Marla McGivers, who's a historian, beam aboard, where they find 73 bodies in suspended animation. One of the bodies (actor Ricardo Montalban) begins to stir, but maybe not for long as the man's vital signs are weak. He's beamed back aboard the Enterprise, where McCoy treats him, and almost dies in the process. Not the patient but the doctor, as the de-suspended visitor wakes up out of his stupor and clutches McCoy by the throat. Showing admirable, and arguably uncharacteristic, grace under fire, the MD replies, "It would be most effective if you would cut the carotid artery just under the left ear." Impressed by McCoy's chutzpah (come to think of it, that is kind of characteristic of him), the visitor lets go. After that, everything's cool for a while. The visitor, whose name we find out is Khan, is allowed the run of the ship, encouraged to comb the computer memory banks to catch up on the last couple of centuries, and is even given a banquet welcoming him to the future, which he uses as an opportunity to expound on his Might Makes Right philosophy, a philosophy that strikes almost everyone else at the table as an amusing, harmless anachronism. The banquet itself was the idea of Marla McGivers, who realizes this Khan is none other than the great Sikh warrior Khan Noonien Singh, who during the 1990s Eugenics War (I believe I was paying too much attention to O.J. and Monica Lewinsky to take much notice of it at the time) ruled a quarter of the Earth, mostly in Asia. It seems Ms. McGivers has a thing for warmongers--her quarters are decorated with pictures of Napoleon, Alexander the Great, Richard the Lion-Heart, and Leif Erikson--and is so turned on by Khan that she agrees to do his bidding for him. And once they find out it is indeed Khan the historical figure who's on their ship, Kirk, McCoy, and Scotty get a bit turned on themselves! In a scene rapt with romanticized rationalizations, the three go on about how Khan wasn't really all that bad of a guy, that he was strong, brave, daring, and ambitious, and while he may have relied on a bit of bloodshed to obtain his own sovereign state, things were peaceful once he got what he wanted. Before anyone can bring up that Khan got the trains to run on time, Spock notes that he was a tyrant who curtailed freedoms. Kirk reluctantly agrees, and assigns a guard to his quarters. Here's where the genetic engineering stuff comes in handy. Possessing superhuman strength, Khan easily knocks out the guard, returns to his old ship, and wakes up the 73 other genetically-engineered warriors. With their superior minds, they have no problem gaining control of the Enterprise, even if the technology is way beyond their heyday. First Khan gasses all those on the bridge, and then just Captain Kirk to the point of asphyxiation, threatening to go further if the crew doesn't agree to mutiny and follow their new genetically-improved leader. The lovestruck McGivers, who's allied herself with Khan up to this point, has a change of heart and frees the slowly suffocating Kirk from a decompression chamber. Spock then fights gas with gas by releasing some throughout the ship to knock out the 73 other warriors, while Khan and Kirk duke it out, with the physically-inferior latter defeating the former, as he's done in the past, with a lucky blow. Most shows would have ended the episode right there, but "Space Seed" has a wry epilogue in store. Despite almost dying at his hands, Kirk is still in sufficient awe of Khan not to want to see him rot away in some Starfleet version of Spandau Prison, and opts for an Elba solution instead. Khan and his followers (along with Marla McGivers in lieu of a court-martial) will be allowed to settle on Ceti Alpha V, a harsh but habitable world. The episode ends with Spock remarking, "It would be interesting, Captain, to return to that world in a hundred years and to learn what crop has sprung from the seed you planted today." As it turns out, Spock won't have to wait that long to find out. And it will come close to being the very last thing he ever finds out.




Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan (1982). In the 23rd century (it's official now) a young Vulcan woman named Saavik is at the control of the Enterprise, which is under attack by three Klingon warships. An impossible situation to escape from, she orders the starship evacuated. It's then that an amused Admiral James T. Kirk steps out from behind the scenery. No, this isn't Six Characters in Search of an Author you're watching. It's actually the "Kobayashi Maru" a training simulation test that all Starfleet Academy students have to take to in order to test their mettle. It seems Kirk is only person ever to pass the test, a fact that he loves reminding people of (though not on the original series, in which it never comes up.) Captain Spock, now in charge of the Enterprise, found Kirk's solution rather unique, but we won't learn why until later in the movie. For now, no more simulations. The students will take the Enterprise on a three-week training tour of the Federation, with Kirk along as an observer. Meanwhile, on another starship, the Reliant, Captain Clark Terrell (Paul Winfield), and his First Officer Commander Chekov, have been instructed to assist Project Genesis, an effort to develop a device that will reorganize matter so as to instantly terraform a previously uninhabitable planet. The two beam down to such a planet, and find themselves in a middle of a dust storm. They also find an abandoned space ship, which they then go inside to check out, only to find Khan Noonien Singh, whom Chekov instantly recognizes, an extraordinary feat, given that his character doesn't appear in "Space Seed". So what happened? I don't mean Chekov but to the planet to which Khan and his followers were exiled. Seems another world in the same star system exploded and ruined the environment of Ceti Alpha V, eventually leading to the death of Khan's wife (presumably Marla McGivers.) Craving revenge, Khan puts a couple of mind control eels into both Terrell's and Chekov's ears to get them to talk. Finding out just where Kirk is at, and now aboard the Reliant, Khan sends a fake message to the Enterprise ordering his nemesis to take possession of the Genesis device. It doesn't take Kirk long to find out that Starfleet Command gave no such order. As the senior officer aboard the Enterprise, Kirk now has to take command of the ship to find out what happened, getting much less resistance from logical Spock than he did from Decker in Star Trek: The Motion Picture. Before they can do anything, Kirk, Spock, and McCoy need to find out what this Project Genesis is all about. It's on what's best described as a promotional video that they see an old flame of Kirk's, Dr. Carol Marcus (Bibi Besch), head of the project. Spock seems to know her too, forcing me to go on a fruitless search to see if the character ever appeared on a regular Star Trek episode. No, she makes her debut in this movie, as well as a relative whom we'll learn more about later. On route to the space station where the project is based, they encounter the Reliant, now in Khan's command. The two ships shoot it out, with the bulk of the casualties inflicted on the Enterprise, though Kirk manages to deliver at least one photon bomb of a blow to the Reliant. Kirk, McCoy, and Saavik (who kind of invites herself along) beams down to the space station where they find many dead but Terrill and Chekov still alive. All five beam down inside the Regula asteroid, but not before Kirk instructs Spock to take the Enterprise somewhere else, lest Khan still be lurking. Inside a cave inside the asteroid, Kirk is attacked by Carol Marcus' peacenik son David (Merrit Bukrit), who believes the slaughter of the Project Genesis scientists (other than him and his mother) was the work of Starfleet! Meanwhile, the mind control eels go to work. Terrill points a phaser at Kirk, his superior officer, and is about to pull the trigger (or whatever they have on a phaser) when he summons enough will power to point the weapon at himself, an act of self-sacrifice that foreshadows an even more shocking (as it involves a familiar face) act of self-sacrifice at the end of the film. Chekov, for his part, merely passes out, and the eel takes leave of his ear, no doubt wanting a breath of fresh air. Kirk manages to get Khan on his communicator, and this memorable exchange takes place:

KIRK: Khan, you bloodsucker!! You're gonna have to do your own dirty work now! Do you hear me? DO YOU?!
KHAN: Kirk...Kirk, you're still alive, my old friend...
KIRK: Still...'Old friend!'' You've managed to kill just about everyone else, but like a poor marksman, you keep...missing...the...target!
KHAN: I've done far worse than kill you. I've hurt you. And I wish to go on hurting you. I shall leave you as you left me. As you left her. Marooned for all eternity in the center of a dead planet. Buried alive. Buried alive.
KIRK: KHAAAAAAAAAAANNN!!!

Like yelling's going to help. Khan takes off, with the Genesis device in tow. Meanwhile, Kirk and Carol have some catching up to do. Outside of David's hearing range they talk about his father, who just happens to be Kirk. That such an otherwise unmemorable character should be his son is a minor flaw of this film, one that would be remedied in a later sequel. Meanwhile, Kirk's hungry. Carol and David lead them all into another cave that turns out to be a Genesis-created underground oasis. With plenty now to eat, Kirk feels it's good enough table conversation as any to explain how exactly he beat the Kobayashi Maru. After failing the first two times, he reprogrammed the test, and received a commendation for original thinking. David accuses him of cheating, and Kirk replies that he just doesn't believe in no-win situations. At least not for himself. To prove his point, he contacts the Enterprise. Seems he had left a coded message telling Spock when to return to pick them up. Kirk, McCoy, a woozy Chekov, Carol Marcus, and David all beam back aboard the Enterprise, which is still badly in need of repair. Before they have time to fix anything, Khan and the Reliant show up. Kirk lures him to a nebula where an ion storm hampers both starships, ironically evening the fight. Another shootout in space. Heavy damage on both sides, but it's Khan who's mortally wounded. Determined to get one last lick in before he dies, Khan shoots into space the canister containing the Genesis Project, now set to activate. That might not seem like such a big deal. After all, Genesis is supposed to create life, not take it away. Except it creates new life by reorganizing matter, destroying any old life that happens to get in the way, which would include the crew of the Enterprise. Genesis in now a rapidly evolving planet headed right toward the starship. Kirk needs to get the hell out of there. Except the Enterprise's warp drive is knocked out. Might be a simple thing to get it going again if the engine room wasn't filled with lethally high levels of radiation, and it's not like you can just open up a window and air it out. Spock has a plan (the last plan he'll have in quite a while.) Without Kirk noticing, the Science Officer calmly gets out of his chair and walks over to the engine room. McCoy, however, does notice, tries to stop Spock, and is not surprisingly knocked unconscious by a Vulcan nerve pinch. Spock then places his hand on the unconscious McCoy's head, and says "Remember!" Actually, I think a nerve pinch is something the doctor would prefer to forget! Anyway, Spock walks into the radiation filled room, and fixes the engines. Warp drive is now possible, and the Enterprise quickly gets out of harms way. Kirk, clueless as to how this was achieved exactly, is nevertheless pleased with himself for once again cheating death. A grave-sounding McCoy voice is heard over the intercom--the Vulcan pinch apparently having worn off--telling Kirk he needs to get to the engine room, and fast. There he's shocked to finds a dying, radiation-scarred Spock on the other side of a glass partition, struggling to give the Vulcan salute.

SPOCK: Don't grieve, Admiral...it is logical. The needs of the many...outweigh--
KIRK: (grieving anyway) --the needs of the few.
SPOCK: Or the one...I never took the Kobayashi Maru test...until now. What do you think of my solution?
KIRK: Spock!
SPOCK: I have been...and always shall be...your friend...Live long...and prosper.

Man, I got choked up just typing that.

After the funeral, the casket containing Spock's body is placed in a torpedo tube and shot into orbit around the new planet that Genesis created. Kirk and David bond.

Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan was directed by Nicholas Meyer, who also did some uncredited work on the screenplay. Meyer first gained attention with his best-selling 1974 novel The Seven-Per-Cent-Solution, which had Sherlock Holmes, looking to kick his cocaine habit, as a patient of Sigmund Freud. Meyer got into film making when he was allowed to direct his own screenplay for Time After Time, in which H.G. Wells and Jack the Ripper visit 1970s San Francisco. Obviously, Mayer wasn't attracted to low-concept projects, which made him a good fit for Star Trek. He was willing to go all-out-pulp while making sure the project had an overall intelligence. Arthur C. Clarke by the way of Jack Kirby, which pretty much describes the original TV series. The spartan look of the Enterprise in the first movie is gone, the IKEA store having been replaced by a video arcade. The color red in particular is a recurring motif, the crew's new uniforms matching the pyrotechnics that occur throughout the movie. Ironically, this movie has almost as much highfalutin pontification--e.g., Kirk and Spock discussing the meaning of Charles Dickens A Tale of Two Cities--as Star Trek: The Motion Picture. The pontificating is just punctuated by explosions this time around.


The acting. Lets start with Khan himself. Though he played a lot of different types of characters early on in his Hollywood career, Ricardo Montalban eventually became best known as the embodiment of suave. The suave Mr. Roarke of Fantasy Island. The suave Chrysler Cordoba pitchman. The suave villain in The Naked Gun. And he was a suave warlord when he first played Khan in "Space Seed". His second take at Khan was considerably less suave and more gritty, reminding everybody that this was yet another actor who could have had a much more varied, more interesting career if he hadn't fallen victim to typecasting. As the late New Yorker critic Pauline Kael said of Montalban, the second Trek movie "was the only validation he has ever had of his power to command the big screen." That said, I can't help but think there was a bit of a diminution from the first Khan to the second Khan, even as the screen got bigger. In "Space Seed" we're told Khan is a world-historical character on par with Napoleon Bonaparte. That fact is barely mentioned in the movie. Instead, the genetic engineering aspect is played up, asking us to regard Khan more as a monster running loose in the countryside. That has more to to do with the script than with Montalban, who still manages to invest his monster with a bit of dignity. Moving on, Paul Winfield's bravura performance as Captain Clark Terrell was somewhat overlooked at the time. If his character's self-sacrifice didn't resonate with Star Trek fans as much as Spock's later on, it's only because he was a newcomer (and destined to stay a newcomer) to the franchise. More about this a few paragraphs from now. Bibi Besch is OK as Carol Marcus. Kirk's had so many ex-flames (more so than current flames, as a matter of fact) that it couldn't have been easy to stand out from the rest, even if she is the only one that we're aware of to bear him a child. Speaking of the child, I didn't much like Merrit Butrick's David Marcus, but that may be more due to the script than with the actor, whom I remember playing a very funny New Wave high school student in the short-lived '80s sitcom Square Pegs. There's so much going on in this film, that there's really not a lot of time for a subplot about a long-lost son (purposely lost; Kirk knew about him from the beginning but was asked to stay away at Carol's request.) Petulance is the first, and not very attractive, glimpse we get of David, until near the end of the film, when he's suddenly compassionate. A person can be both, of course, but the sudden change of heart needed more exposition to be carried off convincingly. Kirstie Alley as Saavik. Long way from Rebecca on Cheers, huh? Well, she's a good actress. Some have complained about her character shedding tears at Spock's funeral, but I chalk that up to my Vulcans-have-emotions-but-supress-them theory. More interesting to me is her literally having let her hair down in the elevator she shares with Kirk. Only literally, but she seems to know that it turns Kirk on. As for the regulars, Walter Keonig as Chekov gets an unusual amount of screen time, which he puts to good use. Keonig was in his mid-40s when this was made, and had become a tad pudgy, but whenever he opens his mouth, he's that boyish young Russian all over again. Most of the humor in the movie once again centers on DeForest Kelley's Dr McCoy, though he doesn't get the wittiest lines this time around. That honor goes to Kirk (when it's implied in the cave that a rescue's unlikely, he replies, "Now it's your chance to get away from it all.") But McCoy doesn't really need jokes. "Who's been holding up the elevator?!" has no discernible punchline, but I still laughed out loud anyway. Leonard Nimoy has a great death scene that he plays just right, and it ended up being the centerpiece of the movie, but, curiously enough, I don't know that he got all that much screen time otherwise. It's important to remember that The Wrath of Khan, unlike, arguably, Star Trek: The Motion Picture, isn't told from Spock's point of view. He's not in the middle of an identity crises as he was in the first film. In fact, he seems at peace with himself even while he's dying! Still, it would have been a lot more interesting if Spock had beamed down into the Regula asteroid along with Kirk, McCoy, and Saavik. Scotty could have manned the Enterprise, as he had in all those past episodes. Why the long absence? Some books about the original series claimed that William Shatner had it written into his contract that he got more lines than anyone else, but I doubt if he would have had that much clout a decade-and-a-half later when producers and studio execs were practically begging Nimoy to appear in these films. It must have been the actor's own decision. After all, Nimoy didn't really want to do this movie, only agreeing to appear in it if his character was killed off. Maybe there were other reasons. I remember seeing a Barbara Walters interview with Bing Crosby where the crooner claimed that whenever appearing in a movie with an actor of equal stature--Bob Hope, Frank Sinatra--he insisted on second billing. He figured there was less overexposure, more longevity that way. Perhaps something like that figured into Nimoy's thinking. The Spock character had some amazing longevity indeed, but I don't want to get ahead of myself. Finally, William Shatner is OK in the lead, but what lead exactly is he playing?

DAVID: Every time we have dealings with Starfleet, I get nervous. We are dealing with something that...could be perverted into a dreadful weapon. Remember that overgrown Boy Scout you used to hang around with? That's exactly the kind of man-- 
CAROL: Listen, kiddo, Jim Kirk was many things, but he was never a Boy Scout!

Not in this film he's not. In preparation for The Wrath of Khan, Harve Bennett is said to have screened all 79 episodes of the original series. I have to wonder if he was watching the same starship captain I was. While the TV Kirk certainly radiated self-confidence, I don't recall him as being as hung-up on himself as the vainglorious fool we meet in this film. The smug smile on his face as he steps out from behind the scenery to chide poor Saavik for flunking the Kobayashi Maru test! The Vulcan lass should have nerve pinched him. And to find out he cheated--"I changed the conditions"--on that very test! Starfleet hands out commendations for that? Do they also give an A if you program an android to do your homework? Where Kirk gets particularly obnoxious is the exchange that immediately followed his admission:

KIRK: I don't like to lose.
SAAVIK: Then you never faced that situation...faced death.
KIRK: I don't believe in a no-win scenario...Kirk to Spock. It's two hours. Are you about ready?
SPOCK (on intercom): Right on schedule, Admiral. Just give us your coordinates and we'll beam you aboard.
KIRK (smugly smiling): I don't like to lose!

What's so obnoxious about his behavior, you may ask? After all, it ain't bragging if it's true. Except this conversation takes place not too long after he witnessed Captain Terrell take his own life in order to save his! Kirk didn't change that particular condition, Terrell did. Yet Kirk doesn't even acknowledge Terrell's sacrifice. He wants the attention to be all on him! Plus, he's only just met Terrell. It's different when Spock does something similar later on. They're old friends. Actually, I think it's a bit more impressive that the first time around it was a stranger sacrificing his life. Kirk's just impressed with himself.  The film, curiously, does suggest Kirk is going through a mid-life crises. He even tells Carol that he's "tired...worn out." Worn out from bragging, I bet! Besides, future films will suggest that hubris has always been part of Kirk's makeup. Jumping a bit ahead to Star Trek: The Undiscovered Country, Kirk non-nonchalantly states near the end, "Once again we've saved civilization as we know it." Star Trek: Generations has Kirk telling Picard: "I don't need to be lectured by you. I was out saving the galaxy when your grandfather was in diapers. Besides which, I think the galaxy owes me one." And it continues into J.J. Abrams 2009 reboot that has Kirk, now played by Chris Pine, getting into bar fights, merely a prelude to a Starfleet promotion. Kirk, the maverick saver of galaxies! That where the character now stands, and he first took that stand in The Wrath of Khan. Harve Bennett and others that's come since (including Shatner himself) seem to have taken their inspiration from Old Hollywood swashbucklers like Douglas Fairbanks and Errol Flynn. I like both those guys, but that's not the Kirk I remember from the TV show.

On the original series, James Kirk was a bit of a Boy Scout. He was Trustworthy (in "The Ultimate Computer" other Federation starships won't fire on a shieldless Enterprise, despite an earlier attack, out of their trust for Kirk), Loyal (he lets Spock kill him in "Amok Time"), Helpful (he instructs McCoy to heal the Horta in "The Devil in the Dark"), Friendly (he lets an alien take control of his body in "Return to Tomorrow"), Courteous (he doesn't kill Wyatt Earp in "Spectre of the Gun"), Kind (despite all the trouble it's given him, he decides to help the disabled alien ship at the end of "The Cobermite Maneuver"), Obedient (he has plastic surgery and steals a Romulan cloaking device, just as he was ordered to do in "The Enterprise Incident"), Cheerful (he takes it good-naturedly when Spock suggests he's Satan in "The Apple",) Thrifty (he makes a cannon out of bamboo in "Arena"), Brave (just about every episode), Clean (he and Spock tidy up Edith Keeler's basement in "The City on the Edge of Forever"), and Reverent (he extends full Presidential honors to Abraham Lincoln in "The Savage Curtain"). Also, keeping with Scouting policy until very recently, James Kirk was thoroughly heterosexual (examples too numerous to mention.) Here's something not out of the Boy Scout Handbook but the episode "Return to Tomorrow" that I think basically defines the TV version of Kirk:

"They used to say if man could fly, he'd have wings. But he did fly. He discovered he had to. Do you wish that the first Apollo mission hadn't reached the moon, or that we hadn't gone to Mars and then to the nearest star? That's like saying [to McCoy] you wish that you still operated with scalpels and sewed your patients up with catgut like your great-great-great-great grandfather used to. I'm in command. I could order this. But I'm not because Doctor McCoy is right in pointing out the enormous danger potential in any contact with life and intelligence as fantastically advanced as this. But I must point out that the possibilities, the potential for knowledge and advancement is equally great. Risk. Risk is our business. That's what the starship is all about. That's why we're aboard her..."

Reading the above, the word "risk" stands out but so does "potential for knowledge and advancement". Kirk is just as much interested in the latter as Spock, risk is just the means to get there and not the ends. A student instructor at the Starfleet academy, Kirk was once described by friend Gary Mitchell as "a stack of books with legs". He really was a very serious guy in the original series and not this glib fellow in "The Wrath of Khan" and later movies who wisecracks his way through grave danger as if he's James Bond (yeah, I know, I compared the British secret agent to Spock in an earlier installment, but that was in a whole different context.) Sure, Kirk does have his light side, can be witty, the guy kind of guy you want to have a beer with. But that's when everything's going smoothly. That's when all of us tend to be more agreeable. It's different for the TV Kirk when danger approaches. He's no coward but that doesn't mean he's in for a fun time. The graver the situation, the graver Kirk gets. His brows furrow, his body stiffens, he clenches his fists (as well as his phaser). He's so tense you'd probably break your fingers giving him a massage. The man is trying to hold it all together. He sometimes erupts in anger, but tries not to, and those are the tics that Shatner brings to Kirk for which he's often been mocked, but that I find more realistic than the hero who looks unconcerned as bullets or phaser beams fly around him. Then near the end of just about every episode, once the danger has passed, if you watch closely, you'll notice his shoulders kind of drop, almost like the gravity has been turned up. It's not a sigh but rather a slump of relief that he's experiencing. I find that realistic too, and very different most (but not all) of the time from the Kirk of the movies. To be fair, the movies take place a little later on in his life. It's quite possible that evading death on a weekly basis did go to his head a bit, did make him a bit shallow (he was kind of boorish in "Requiem for Methesulah" which was aired near the end of the original series run.) The TV Kirk was in awe of Khan Noonien Singh. The movie Kirk is in awe of himself.

None of this is to say I didn't like The Wrath of Khan. On its own terms I think it's a terrific movie. I also see it as more than the mindless summer blockbuster that it was sold to the public as. Once you get past all the explosions, it's really a canny satire of 60 years of motion picture derring-do (even more years now; remember it came out in 1982) that has Kirk learning the hard way that how you throw a punch or acrobatically jump on a table doesn't automatically confer on you the rubric of hero. As he says to David after Spock's funeral: "I haven't faced death. I've cheated death. I tricked my way out of death, and patted myself on the back for my ingenuity." That's why I find the mid-life crises subplot so out of place in this film, which has Kirk at the end claiming everything that's just transpired finally has made him feel young. Spock's unintentional upending of Kirk's dauntlessness should have put him in a mid-life crises, not taken him out of one!

Nevertheless, it's now a very sober Kirk who delivers Spock's eulogy:  

"We are assembled here today to pay final respects to our honored dead. And yet it should be noted that in the midst of our sorrow, this death takes place in the shadow of a new life, the sunrise of a new world, a world that our beloved comrade gave his life to protect and nourish. He did not feel this sacrifice a vain or empty one. And we will not debate his profound wisdom at these proceedings. Of my friend, I can only say this: of all the souls I have encountered in my travels...his was the most...HUMAN."

(Hmm...I just reread Kirk's eulogy. Forgive me, but I can't help but speculate. If Spock had been black instead of Vulcan, Kirk might have said, "Of all the souls I have encountered in my travels...his was the most...WHITE.")

(If Spock had been Jewish, Muslim, Hindu, or Buddhist, he might have said, "...his was the most...CHRISTIAN.")

(If Spock had been gay, he might have said "...his was the most...STRAIGHT.") 

(If Spock had been Hispanic, he might have said, "...his was the most...NORDIC.")

(If Spock had been female, he might have said, "...hers was the most...WELL-HUNG.")

(If Spock had been a pauper, he might have said, "...his was the biggest...BANK ACCOUNT.")

(If Spock had been a beatnik, he might have said, "...his was the most...GRAY FLANNEL-SUITED.")

(If Spock had been a Furry, he might have said, "...his was the most...REALISTIC-LOOKING ANIMAL COSTUME.")

(If Spock had been a Trekkie, he might have said, "...his was the most...APPRECIATIVE OF LOST IN SPACE.")

(If there had been no difference in race, religion, gender, ethnicity, class, creed, association, subculture, or planetary origin, and Spock had merely been different, he might have said, "...his was the most...NORMAL." Say, you suppose that's what Kirk meant all along?)

Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan was a huge success, the sixth highest-grossing film of 1982. I was surprised to learn that actually made it less of a success than Star Trek: The Motion Picture, which was number five the year it came out. The execs at Paramount, however, were pleasantly surprised. The lower production costs meant the second movie actually earned more money than the first. Naturally, there would be a sequel.

As for Leonard Nimoy, a funny thing happened while making The Wrath of Khan: he enjoyed the experience. He began having second thoughts about his character's demise. Indeed, he was already having these thoughts when the film started doing boffo box office in theaters, telling the media at the time, "No one ever dies in science fiction." He asked Paramount execs about the possibility of being in the next movie. The execs just sniffed and said "You made your coffin and now you have to lie in it. We can get along fine without you. Humph!" I'm joking. They said nothing of the sort. Studio execs may be venal, but they're not crazy. OF COURSE, they were going to let him be in the next movie. And to sweeten the deal, they let him do something that hadn't been done in 2000 years. Nimoy would get to direct his own resurrection.

Next: Vulcan Rising, or: Can't See DeForest for the Trees

 

Wednesday, July 15, 2015

Strange New World Just Ahead, or: How to Make a Vulcan Feel at Home (Part 2 of 15)

2. The Evolution of Gene Roddenberry

I watched the 1960s on my parents television

--Ann Beattie



Gene Roddenberry created Star Trek, and was involved in some way in its various TV and movie incarnations right up to his death in 1991 at the age of 70. During that time, he or his creation was often described in the press as "optimistic", a view I'm not sure jibes with his own output on the show. Determining who did what on a TV show can be a bit tricky. Scripts are constantly re-written, and when you have a "producer", an "executive producer", and an "associate producer", as well as a "story editor", anyone of them can have a say on the finished product. Still, going by the names in the credits, I have some idea of who did what.  Roddenberry was the line-producer, or as it's called in the trade, the "showrunner", meaning he made the day-to-day decisions, for the first two pilots and ten subsequent episodes, after which he promoted himself to executive producer, which he remained for the rest series' three-year run. As a writer, his name appears on 11 episodes, including the first pilot, though in some cases he only contributed the story whereas someone else wrote the actual script. Let's see what we have:







Pretty scary stuff, for starters. The first two Star Trek episodes the public-at-large got to see were "The Man Trap" and "Charlie X", the second of which Gene Roddenberry provided the story. These are essentially little horror films. Extremely effective horror, but since when do we look toward that genre for optimism? "The Man Trap" concerns a beautiful woman who is in fact a hideous monster who sucks salt out of humans, the first in a long line of aliens on the show and in future movies that can change their appearance. Doctors looking to encourage their patients to limit their salt intake should prescribe this episode. "Charlie X", like the show's second pilot "Where No Man has Gone Before", again features a human endowed with God-like powers, this time a moody teenager named Charlie who'd been marooned on a planet since age 3. Rescued by the Antares, the crew members of that starship seem all to eager to transfer the lad to the Enterprise, speaking highly of him as they do so. The praise is to no avail, as the Antares blows up soon after. It takes awhile for Kirk and Co. to discover that it's more than hormones bothering this kid. Actually, hormones do play a part, as the teen becomes smitten with Yeoman Janice Rand (Grace Lee Whitney, the show's resident sex symbol for the first half of the first season, until it was decided that a different scantily clad female a week might work better.) He even turns another girl--one closer to his age that Kirk had fixed him up with--into a lizard as a gift for Rand. Possibly expecting flowers and candy instead, she spurns Charlie's advances, and is immediately disintegrated. An angry Charlie then goes on a rampage through the Enterprise, making more people disappear, turning others old, and--this still sends shivers down my spine--completely wiping out a young woman's face! Kirk, meanwhile, is at a loss of what to do, and Spock's no help, as Charlie's got him quoting poetry. The Thalians to the rescue! The ancient alien race had endowed Charlie with the powers as a survival skill. Now they undue all the damage (including re-materializing Rand) and decide to take Charlie back home with them, much to Kirk's protestations, as he still feels the unruly adolescent can be rehabilitated. Good luck finding a social worker willing to take that one on, not if they want to hang on to their eyes, nose, and mouth. Still, it hard not to feel sorry for Charlie as he gradually vanishes, crying out as he leaves:

"Oh, please, don't let them take me. I can't even touch them! Janice, they can't feel. Not like you! They don't love! Please, I..want..to..stay!"

From one kind of horror to another.

The remaining eight episodes Roddenberry directly oversaw in that first season aren't quite that chilling, but only the aforementioned "The Cobermite Maneuver" (not aired, perhaps tellingly, until another line producer took over) treats the Unknown as anything other than a nasty surprise. It's not for nothing you have to boldly go where no man has gone before. Monsters, the criminally insane ('Dagger of the Mind"), mad scientists ("What Are Little Girls Made Of?"), enemy aliens ("Balance of Terror"), and pimps lurk around every asteroid. Actually, "Mudd's Women", the one with the pimp, ends rather sweetly, but as it deals with prostitution, assumes outer space has a seamy as well as a scary side. As for future technology, the transporter malfunctions and we get a good (but wimpy) and evil (but macho) Captain Kirk! All Roddenberry's fatalism, as exciting as it was to watch in the comfort of one's own living room, couldn't help but have a negative impact on the way the character of Spock was written. If aliens couldn't be trusted, why trust him?



Before he became a TV writer, Roddenberry (above, center) was a cop. He worked for the Los Angeles Police Department from 1949 to 1956, around the same time another TV writer-producer (as well as actor) Jack Webb was extolling it as the very finest law enforcement had to offer in the radio and TV versions of Dragnet. Roddenberry, at first a motorcycle cop, was promoted to sergeant in 1951, and eventually became a speech writer for LAPD Chief William H. Parker. A policeman can have a skewed perspective. They deal with criminals much more than the average person (assuming the average person doesn't live in a crime-ridden neighborhood.) As Robert Ryan tells Ida Lupino in the 1951 film On Dangerous Ground: "You get so you don't trust anybody." Cops tend to be conservative in the dictionary sense of the word. Sometimes in the political sense as well.

Though it has fans across the political spectrum, Star Trek has often been described as a "liberal" show, due to such factors as women serving along side men on the Enterprise, a multicultural crew, and that Earth in the future, when it's mentioned at all, is now at peace. I think this is basically true, but it's a highly qualified liberalism.



13 years before Star Trek first went on the air.




Six years before Star Trek first went on the air.




 Three years before Star Trek first went on the air.




Roddenberry indeed may have had an enlightened view toward women. A former secretary of his, D. C. (Dorothy Catherine) Fontana, wrote many episodes, served as story editor for the second season, and was involved with several later Star Trek incarnations, including a Saturday morning animated version. That was behind the scenes. On-screen, the show's famous opening informed us that the Enterprise gang was going "...where no MAN has gone before". Now, you can chalk that up to the times (the same times that led Fontana to use initials and sometimes male aliases, such as Michael Richards), except that Star Trek is often lauded for being ahead of its time. Less than 21 years ahead. That's when Star Trek: The Next Generation changed "man" to "one". It is true that on the original series women were allowed to serve alongside men on the Enterprise, as long as they were beautiful, had great figures, and wore thigh-hugging mini-skirts. You may have objected to me referring to Susan Oliver as a "hot chick" when describing "The Cage" in Part 1 but the show pushed female pulchritude wherever it could, the various women Kirk and crew encountered on alien planets tending to dress like they came right out of a Victoria's Secret catalog. I don't want to make too much a big deal about this. The entertainment industry has always excelled at providing us with an endless parade of beautiful females, and, with less fanfare, handsome males. If we're honest with ourselves, it's one reason why we go to movies and watch TV. And, lest we forget...








...there was a Sexual Revolution going on at the time. A revolution that Star Trek couldn't help but reflect, even if the only thing NBC's Standards and Practices would allow was not the picture immediately above but merely the suggestion that Captain Kirk got some needed satisfaction on a regular basis, and especially during sweeps. I myself think the Sexual Revolution was a good thing, even a progressive thing. However, if you're not careful, the gains of one progressive movement...



 ...can sometimes interfere with those of another. How careful was Star Trek? Read on.







The last original Star Trek episode to air had an arguably anti-feminist slant as well as a "story by Gene Roddenberry" in the credits. Answering a distress signal from an archaeological planet that's been devastated by disease, Kirk beams down and finds that one of three survivors is an old flame from Starfleet Academy days, Dr. Janice Lester. Seems they split up when Kirk got to be a starship captain and she didn't. Trapping Kirk in an alien body-switching machine that she found as part of the dig, he becomes she and she becomes he. A rather radical response to thwarted ambition. Could it be that Lester suffers from gender dysphoria, that she's what was once known as transsexual, now defined as transgender, à la Chaz (Chastity) Bono, Caitlyn (Bruce) Jenner, or if you go far enough back in time, a Bronx youth named Christine (George) Jorgensen? That Lester's a man trapped in a woman's body, and this is a kind of high tech gender reassignment surgery, once known in the vernacular as a "sex change operation", that she's just performed on herself and an unwilling James T. Kirk? Except that throughout this episode she-as-he acts hysterically, or, in male chauvinist jargon, as "a typical woman", while he-as-she remains calm and resolute, i.e. stereotypically masculine, in the face of mascara-blush-and-lipsticked danger. So, in this episode's rather unique view, is Lester's real problem that she's a woman who wants to be a man but is trapped in a (stereotyped) woman's personality? I'm not even sure what that means. She could be merely a crossdresser, the alien machine the only way to get her hands on Kirk's clothes. Maybe we're better off with thwarted ambition, after all. Of course, an evil male who flunked out of the academy might behave in the same abominable manner. As a woman, however, Lester can always blame sexism. With some justification. The future here is portrayed as being just as disadvantageous toward women as the era in which the episode aired, which contradicts the more feminist view of Star Trek. As Roddenberry only wrote the story and not the actual script, and maybe wasn't around to oversee things, this originally could have had a feminist message, and that message itself got reassigned. The episode as a whole doesn't really tell you if a subservient role for women is a good or  bad thing. Once he's a man's man again, Kirk states, "Her life could have been as rich as any woman's. If only... if only..." If only what? If only Starfleet had been less sexist? Or she had stayed in the kitchen? That's not a force-field but a glass ceiling that's got hold of the Enterprise.



12 years before Star Trek first went on the air.


Three years before Star Trek first went on the air.




 

The show's on firmer ground when it comes to multiculturalism. On board the Enterprise you had a black female communications officer (Lieutenant Uhuru, played by Nichelle Nichols), an Asian senior helmsman (Sulu/George Takei), a Scottish engineer (appropriately named Scotty/James Doohan), starting in the second season, a Russian navigator (Chekov/Walter Koenig), and, of course, a Vulcan First (as well as Science) Officer. That may seem to put the show ahead of its time, until you consider the times. It was the Civil Rights Era, and that was starting to effect what you saw on TV. Bill Cosby may be a controversial figure nowadays, but a year before Star Trek first went on the air, liberals applauded the comedian as the first black man to co-star (opposite Robert Culp) in a dramatic series, I Spy. And while Hogan's Heroes may seem a couple notches below Star Trek on the profundity scale, it premiered the same year as I Spy with its own multicultural cast, which included a Brit, a Frenchman, and an African-American. The last was Ivan Dixon as Kinch,who usually did more in an average episode of his series than did Nichelle Nichol's Uhura in Trek. However, Nichols did have a groundbreaking moment that may have trumped every one of Kinch's espionage missions. She and Shatner shared network television's very first interracial kiss. Not that the characters they played wanted to as they were forced into it by a bunch of telepathic voyeurs. As for a bright future where the different races, and ethnic groups now got along as one, that was true as long as they were races and ethnic groups that had originated on Earth. In outer space they showed the same fears and distrust of the aliens they encountered as a suburban cop does toward a teenager in a hoodie. Nor was the alien they encountered every day on the deck of the Enterprise immune to such xenophobia, as Spock often faced verbal abuse by one character in particular, whom I'll get to in a later installment. This abuse may have been in the interest of good drama (and occasional comedy), which I'll also get to in Part 3, but it did make the future a bit less open-minded (but maybe more believable.) New worlds, new civilizations, new prejudices.




 Four years before Star Trek first went on the air.



Two years before Star Trek first went on the air.








War and Peace. In interviews he gave in the decades after the original Star Trek went off the year, Roddenberry insisted that Starfleet (a subsidiary of the Federation) was not a military organization and the Enterprise was not a military craft, photon bombs and phasers notwithstanding. Except that in "Errand of Mercy" the Federation and the Klingon Empire are on the verge of war, a war only averted when a God-like alien species called the Organians force a peace treaty on the would-be combatants. Despite the treaty, a state of cold war exists between the two sides for the rest of the series, as it also does between the Federation and its other major foe, the Romulans. True, peace on Earth is often alluded to on the show, meaning peace between the nations of the world, but seeing as our small blue planet has given up at least part of its sovereignty to belong to this Federation, and thus its citizens always facing the possibility of some sort of military action, I'm not sure that's something we should get all sentimental over. Not unusual for a man born in the 1920s, Roddenberry had his share of war, namely World War II, flying some 89 army combat missions in the Pacific Theater. Much later, in 1964, when he got a chance to produce his first dramatic series, The Lieutenant, he had it take place in a stateside Marines Corp base. In one episode the title character, William Rice (Gary Lockwood) defend his choice of a career in the military by stating that "as long as there is a need for a cop on the beat there will be a need for what I do."  Despite his protests to the contrary, and I do take those protests seriously, you think maybe military veteran and former cop Roddenberry saw part of the Enterprise's mission as not just exploring but policing outer space, always on alert in case war were to break out? Many episodes would lead you to think so.


In "A Private Little War", (teleplay by Gene Roddenberry) the Enterprise is on a peaceful enough mission to a primitive planet where the people still live in tribes, and the most advanced weapons are bows and arrows, mostly used for hunting. Or so Kirk and co. thought. They discover that one of those tribes now have flintlock rifles, a good thousand years ahead of schedule, and that has put a rival tribe at a disadvantage. The question of how one group of natives obtained such weapons is answered when a Klingon ship is sighted within the planet's solar system. The story then takes a rather bizarre turn as Kirk is chased by a white gorilla with a scaly back and a horn on its head. The good captain eventually dispatches the beast with his phaser, but not before getting bit in the arm. Following this, a sorceress administers a treatment that's in fact a love potion that temporarily robs Kirk of his free will. Meanwhile, back on the Enterprise, Spock is in sick bay getting slapped silly by a dumbfounded Nurse Chapel, who's only following a substitute doctor's orders. Once all this nonsense is over with, Kirk finds that the Klingons have supplied the one tribe with even more advanced weaponry and he now needs to do the same with the rest of the planet's inhabitants, lest there be a flintlock gap, adding ruefully that they're "serpents for the Garden of Eden. Beam us up, Scotty, we're very tired." Should we interpret Kirk's need for a nap as a pacifist statement? Don Ingall's original story is said to have been a allegory about the Vietnam War, going so far as to describe one character as a "Ho Chi Minh-type". Roddenberry's rewrite downplayed Vietnam (though one character does refer to the 20th century brush wars that "went on year after bloody year."), but kept the emphasis on the arms race, the Klingons a stand-in for the Russians. Ultimately, the message seems to be, if the bad guys do it, then so do we. In 1967, that was a reasonable enough stance to take. It's how the government saw it back then, as well as the mainstream press. So mainstream, in fact, did the message really need to be concealed in a science-fiction allegory so as to dodge network interference, ostensibly the reason Roddenberry created Star Trek in the first place?


If "A Private Little War" is about maintaining a balance of power, then "The Omega Glory"--this time both story and script by Gene Roddenberry--is about an imbalance. Searching for a missing starship, the Enterprise comes across a parallel Earth (one of several during the show's run) in which the Communists have won the Cold War, and the Americans, the "Yangs", are now hunter-gatherers living in the jungle. The victors, the "Kohms", are little better off as they live in a village, albeit one with no electricity or any modern convenience. The Kohms, incidentally, look Asian, an indication that Mao Tse-tung and Ho Chi Mihn may have given Roddenberry more than a few sleepless nights. Except the Cold-War victors are now having sleepless nights themselves, as their modest village is under siege by the Yangs (Yankees). A rogue Starfleet commander (one of several during the show's run), now sides with the Kohms, causing Kirk, somewhat inadvertently, to take up with the white savages, whom are in fact freedom-fighters, except that they're totally clueless about what freedom actually means. It's just a word that's been passed down through the centuries that they unthinkingly revere. Along with an old American flag and a copy of the Declaration of Independence that they ritually brandish while mangling the words to the Pledge of Allegiance ("Ay plegli ianectu flaggen, tupep like for stahn...") Even though time has proven this bit of paranoia wrong in at least one respect--if we Americans end up living in caves in the jungle, it's obviously not the communists that are going to drive us there--I find this episode compelling nonetheless. For all his later reputation as an optimist, Roddenberry knew how to craft one helluva post-apocalyptic dystopia (not for the last time, either--Genesis and Planet Earth, two unsold pilots of his that aired as made-for-TV movies in the 1970s, both took place in the aftermath of a nuclear war.)




When talking about war and peace and Star Trek, we shouldn't overlook this fellow, Captain James Cook (1728-1779). What does a real-life historical figure from the 18th century have to do with the fictional exploits of a bunch of fictional people living in a fictional future? Just this. It's how Gene Roddenberry derived the name "James Kirk". Furthermore, Cook left this entry in his diary: "Ambition leads me not only farther than any other man has been before me, but as far as I think it possible for man to go" which Roddenberry simplified to "where no man has gone before." In 1966, and perhaps these days as well, Cook was best known as an explorer who discovered (i.e. mapped) in whole or in part the Hawaiian Islands, the Southern Sandwich Islands, Australia (the eastern half), New Zealand (he was the first Westerner to circumnavigate it), Southeastern Alaska, the mouth of the St. Lawrence River, and thousands of miles of a then-uncharted South Pacific, along the way making numerous contributions to botany, biology, and anthropology. It's easy to see why Roddenberry might want to model his fictional protagonist on Kirk. However, what Roddenberry may not have known (though I suspect he did) is Cook didn't just discover strange new lands and new peoples, but, acting as a representative of the Royal Navy, claimed them for the British Empire, claims that occasionally came at the end of a musket or cannon. In fact, Cook was killed when he attempted to hold a Hawaiian king hostage. Now, Captain James Kirk never did anything of that sort. Still, like his quasi-namesake, he rarely came across a strange new culture ("The Return of the Archons", "A Taste of Armageddon", "This Side of Paradise", "The Apple", "A Piece of the Action", "A Private Little War", "Patterns of Force", "The Omega Glory", "Spock's Brain", "The Cloud Minders") that he didn't think could use a little improvement.




Ten years before Star Trek first went on the air.


 Nine years before Star Trek first went on the air.


Two years before Star Trek first went on the air.



On January 14, 1967--halfway through Star Trek's first season--somewhere between 20,000 and 30,000 people showed up for The Human Be-In that was held in San Francisco's Golden Gate Park, a stone's (or stoner's) throw from the low-rent neighborhood of Haight-Ashbury. What exactly was this Be-In? A few months earlier, California had banned lysergic acid diethylamide, a psychoactive drug better known as LSD that allowed those taking it to visit strange new worlds without having to first book passage on a starship, and so this was a protest of sorts, though pictures of the event shows very few people carrying signs. Mostly they're dancing and appear to be having a very good time. Maybe that was their way of protesting. Whatever they were doing, it caught the attention of the national, and even international, media, which tentatively portrayed the event as a humorous sideshow to the serious issues of the day. There was a problem, though. What to call all these young people? Well, just calling them young people sounds OK to me, but perhaps that wasn't good enough copy. According to the writer Tom Wolfe, who kept close tabs (no pun intended; he was strictly an observer) on this scene, a good many of those young people liked to refer to themselves as acid heads. That wouldn't do for a family publication. Nor would another term they like to use, freaks. Newspaper Readers might get the mistaken impression that 20,000 Siamese twins, hermaphrodites, and bearded ladies had shown up in Golden Gate Park. A 50-years old local columnist by the name of Herb Caen came up with a suitable alternative: hippies, and the term stuck beyond a Madison Avenue copywriter's wildest ad campaign. Within a few weeks, "hippie" had become a household word, even used by those who wouldn't let a hippie in their tool shed much less their house. The only people who weren't using the term were the hippies themselves, and even they eventually had to give in rather than disappoint all those teenage runaways now arriving weekly in Haight-Ashbury by the busloads, thanks to all the publicity the low-rent neighborhood had gotten (indeed, it soon became the most famous low-rent neighborhood on the planet.) Though he certainly helped popularize it, Caen didn't actually invent the term "hippie". The words "hip" and "hep"--both meant you were in the know--had been in use in the African-American community since the early 1900s. White kids were introduced to the terms via swing music during the '30s and '40s. As a minority of those white kids got older, especially if they were artistically inclined, or maybe were just different from anybody else (otherwise, what's the point of a subculture?) they moved to places like Greenwich Village, or North Beach in San Francisco (before rents went up and they all had to relocate to the more affordable Haight-Ashbury) where, since the middle of the 19th century, they were called bohemians. Not that that's what the Bohemians called themselves, at least not in the beginning. Those who didn't like artists, or people who were just different, sarcastically compared such folks to Gypsies, in the mistaken belief that the latter group had originated in Bohemia. Yet that label had gotten old by the middle of the 20th century, and so a few Bohemians took to calling themselves hipsters ("angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection" as one young poet put it.) "Hippie" was coined around the same time, probably by some unsung beatnik. Not that the unsung beatnik would ever have called himself a "beatnik" (at least not until the teenage runaways began arriving in Greenwich Village and North Beach by the busloads.) That term, too, was coined by the enterprising Herb Caen, though a friend of Jack Kerouac's by the name of Harold Huncke had come up with the "beat" part a decade earlier. So many terms, so many ways to attract teenage runaways, so many ways to scare the hell out of Middle America.


However, it wasn't what you called them, or what they called themselves that mattered. It was the sheer visibility that was so unsettling. Sure, there had always been Bohemians, but nobody gave them much mind until their numbers all of a sudden seemed to increase a thousandfold (thanks, no doubt, to post-World War II birth rates.) Difference had never loomed so large. The mainstream media could no longer treat it as a comedy side show. It WAS the serious issue of the day. In one respect, though, it still was a sideshow. They were freaks, as least as far as the non-freaks in the (soon-to-be prefixed as "silent") majority were concerned. Long hair on men was especially frowned upon. As was facial hair. Combine the two and you have what to 1967 Mainstream America would have resembled a bearded lady. That some of these strange, new people might differ from each other went unnoticed. Eventually, the hippies, Yippies, flower children, folkies, mods, Jesus freaks, back-to-nature hedonists, campus radicals, Weathermen, fugitives, hustlers, rioters, flag burners, bra burners, draft card burners, draft dodgers, doves, panhandlers, dope peddlers, Merry Pranksters, junkies, Transcendentalist Meditationists, Marrakesh backpackers, hitchhikers, organic farmers, communal dwellers, THE END IS NEAR (or NIGH) picketers, rock stars, rock concert promoters, sitar players, groupies, dee-jays, Sunset Strip go-go dancers, exhibitionists, Satanists, underground newspaper publishers, underground cartoonists, health store owners, head shop owners, cellar cafe owners, coffeehouse (but not coffee shop) owners, street performers, Off-Off-Broadway producers, avant-garde stage directors, experimental film directors, free-form poets, cut-up novelists, pop artists, potty-mouth comedians, Marvel superheroes, graffiti artists, New Journalists, public intellectuals (unless your last name happened to be Buckley), vegetarians, American Southwest desert nomads, gay liberationists, Maoists, Che Guevara admirers, Hell's Angels, Black Panthers, Black Muslims, dune buggy drivers, Volkswagen drivers, any Oregonians not employed by the logging industry, and last, but certainly not least, teenagers, were all filed (or lumped together) under a heading fraught with sociological meaning: The Counterculture.
 




Though many of its adherents would find much to like about the show, Star Trek wasn't always kind to the Counterculture. Peacenik  graffiti is one sign of the insanity that's overtaken the crew in "The Naked Time". An extraterrestrial love-in is overtaken by bad vibes in "This Side of Paradise". Much more odious, though, is "The Way to Eden" in which a bunch of hippies led by a defrocked academic (think Timothy Leary) knock out the crew of the Enterprise with a supersonic blast (think "Purple Haze") and hijacks the ship to a supposedly paradisaical planet called Eden (think Haight-Ashbury) where one of the young bohemians succumbs to a poisoned apple (think bad trip.) This episode could have been written by Rush Limbaugh, but it wasn't. He was still in high school. It may not have even been written by someone who thought of themself as conservative. Actually, D.C. Fontana (b.1939) wrote the first draft, but had her name taken off when it was re-written by an older fellow by the name of Arthur Heinemann, who got his start in show business by story-boarding Disney animated features in the 1940s. Roddenberry was phoning in his executive producer duties by this time, so maybe had nothing to do with this one. But I'm not sure he would have had a problem with it, even though he considered himself a liberal.



34 years before Star Trek first went on the air.




You have to remember that in the mid-60s, an over-30 liberal was much  different than a liberal of any age in 2015. There were liberals, including the one that was then in the White House, who supported the Vietnam War. If you associate liberalism with the Democratic Party, as many do, well, it was a Democratic Convention in Chicago that Abbie Hoffman, Jerry Rubin and a host of other peace protesters converged on in 1968. And it was the Democratic mayor of Chicago, Richard J. Daley, who sent helmeted police officers to said convention to bust heads. I don't know what Roddenberry thought of that, but many Democrats born the same year as he (1921) would have approved. These Democrats would have come of age during the Great Depression. The New Deal would have been their liberalism. Once all those long-haired, dope-smoking, draft card-burning, loud music-listening radicals showed up, there was suddenly something to fear other than fear itself

 Of course a person can change, their views can evolve. Take a look at this ad that appeared in the back pages of a Star Trek fan magazine. Please read the small print:




Brotherhood of Man? Union of the unlike? Infinite Diversity in Infinite Combinations? Are you sure this isn't love beads they're selling?

Soon after Star Trek began, Roddenberry and future wife Majel Barrett started a mail order catalog company on the side to market merchandise based on the show, such as toy phasers, toy tricorders, etc. In the case of the IDIC pendant, it's said Roddenberry dreamed that up at least a year before the above ad appeared, and used his executive producer privileges to shoehorn it and the accompanying philosophy into the third season episode "Is There No Truth in Beauty" over the objections of much of the cast and crew who saw it as crass commercialization. Aw, c'mon! A Presidents Day sale is crass. "Infinity Diversity in Infinite Combinations" has resonated with generations of Star Trek fans, and more than anything else is responsible for giving the show its liberal cred.

 Well, maybe there was some commercialism involved. Like any science-fiction series, Star Trek's small but loyal fan base skewed young, and Roddenberry must have intuited that at least some of the young fans were the long-haired types that "The Way to Eden" had warned about.  That episode itself had hedged its bets by having Spock give a closing word of encouragement to the future bohemians ("It is my sincere wish that you do not give up your search for Eden. I have no doubt but that you will find it, or make it yourselves.") With its freaky planets and freakier aliens, Star Trek may have been as close to a psychedelic experience as you could get on network television in 1968 (a psychedelic experience that led to brief recording careers for two of the series star players, neither one of whom ended up at Woodstock, but, hey, it's the mind expansion that counts) I've spent much of this post so far focusing on Trek's reactionary streak, but there was, depending on what producer was calling the shots, an idealistic,  pluralistic streak as well, one that's proved much more enduring, that survives in even the most reactionary of reboots. That idealistic streak isn't really represented in any of the scripts that Roddenberry wrote himself, but in the end he was won over by it. Read these statements he made in the years, decades, after the original series went off the air, and tell me he doesn't come across as some kind of hippie guru:


“Star Trek was an attempt to say that humanity will reach maturity and wisdom on the day that it begins not just to tolerate, but take a special delight in differences in ideas and differences in life forms. […] If we cannot learn to actually enjoy those small differences, to take a positive delight in those small differences between our own kind, here on this planet, then we do not deserve to go out into space and meet the diversity that is almost certainly out there.”

"I'm in a period of growth and expansion. I'm taking long, hard looks at the world and what's happening in it, analyzing and thinking. I'm trying to become acquainted with the universe--with the part of it I occupy--and trying to settle, for myself, what my relationship with it is."

 "Reality is incredibly larger, infinitely more exciting, than the flesh and blood vehicle we travel in here. If you read science fiction, the more you read it the more you realize that you and the universe are part of the same thing. Science knows still practically nothing about the real nature of matter, energy, dimension, or time; and even less about those remarkable things called life and thought. But whatever the meaning and purpose of this universe, you are a legitimate part of it. And since you are part of the all that is, part of its purpose, there is more to you than just this brief speck of existence. You are just a visitor here in this time and this place, a traveler through it.”

Groovy! But back in the '60s, Roddenberry blinked.

Still, I think his transformation from hard hat to flower child  was a sincere one. For one thing, he made some of the above comments during the Reagan Administration. The Star Trek franchise--as it's come to be known--still skewed young, but the young were no longer so much into peace and love. Threats to the American way of life were now to be taken seriously. Also, there was now competition for those young minds from the Star Wars franchise, and as the title indicates, those movies weren't about peace negotiations. Star Trek now had its own movies (of which Roddenberry had minimal involvement) and took note of this cultural shift by replacing  the transcendent opening theme music from the original series with John Philip Sousa-like marches, and the Enterprise crew's pullover shirts and mini-skirts exchanged for Marine Drum and Bugle Corps uniforms. In that more martial atmosphere, Roddenberry could have easily touted the '60s show--with enough episodes to back him up--as a paean to the national security state, but chose not to.



(Then again, Reagan had his own Age of Aquarius moment, didn't he?)



Roddenberry finally got a chance to put his latter day idealism into motion when Star Trek: The Next Generation came along in 1987. Though he doesn't seem to have been involved in the series on a day-to-day basis, as Executive Producer he had a large say over what happened in this new update. He decided this generation's Enterprise should be family-friendly, so he allowed children aboard (fans of TNG--ever notice how the kids disappear whenever the starship's in any real danger?) He also wanted as little violence as possible, never mind the original series rather high mortality rate ("He's dead, Jim.") In fact, Roddenberry now wanted the Federation and Starfleet to be so utopian in nature that he sent memos to showrunner Rick Berman and others forbidding any arguing on the bridge of the Enterprise, never mind that some of the most entertaining moments of the original series had Spock and another character sniping at each other like two plaintiffs standing before Judge Judy. This led to a rather bland first season that often had Captain Picard and his crew sitting around a big table as if they were Board of Directors for a company that manufactures mothballs, calmly discussing various options no matter how dire the threat. The following is a mere approximation (meaning I made it up), but should give you an idea of what I'm talking about. Imagine it's Captain Picard speaking:

"Well, it now appears that the gelatin monster is about to consume this ship whole with us in it. Data, do you have any ideas how best we can extract ourselves from this
predicament?...Hmm...Interesting...Thank you, Data. Now, let's hear from you, Worf...Hmm...That is indeed a novel solution. I will definitely take it under consideration, but first let's hear from Counselor Troi. Oh, I see La Forge has his hand up..."

(No reflection on Patrick Stewart, a wonderful actor. It's just what he had to work with early on.)


Does Star Trek even need to be utopian? Don't get me wrong. I've got nothing against utopias. I wouldn't mind living in one someday.  It's just not all that conducive to drama, that's all. Can't Star Trek have an idealistic point-of-view but at the same time show a warts-and-all future? Most who have seen it would agree the popular '70s sitcom MASH had an anti-war message. Yet it didn't take place in Switzerland, but 1950s Korea . Be it comedy or drama, a utopia shouldn't be an established fact but a goal, one that takes a bit of time to achieve. Five years, say.


Also, if you present the Federation/Starfleet as being utopian in nature, and anything bad or unsettling as coming from the outside, you may end up making a compelling argument in favor of imperialism, whether you meant to or not.




I know I've been kind of hard on Roddenberry, but I actually think he was a very talented guy. Several episodes with his name as writer--"The Cage"/"The Menagerie", "Charlie X", "Mudd's Women", "Breads and Circuses" and--dubious as I am about its politics--"The Omega Glory", as well as an episode he did not write but directly oversaw as line producer, "The Cobermite Maneuver", are among the best the series has to offer. (There's also the somewhat awkwardly constructed "Assignment: Earth", actually an unsold pilot for another series, that had Kirk and Spock along for the ride. I'll talk a little bit about that one in a future installment.)  But in trying to figure out what made Star Trek Star Trek, and, more specifically, what made Spock Spock, how did he go from the vaguely antagonistic character of "Where No Man Has Gone Before" to the more noble figure he eventually became, I feel I have to look elsewhere.  Of course, I do give Roddenberry credit for creating both Star Trek and Spock. I should have mentioned it earlier, but Spock is said to have been based on someone Roddenberry actually knew. No, he was never abducted by Vulcans. The fellow he knew was an Earthling, William H. Parker, chief of the Los Angeles Police Department from 1950 to his death in 1966. Parker was known for his taciturn style, a style that admirer Jack Webb infused into his famous Joe Friday character. Indeed, the program Friday appeared on, Dragnet, which ran first on radio from 1949 to 1957, and then on TV from 1950 to 1959 (there was also a late '60s version), and even made into a movie, was on the whole pretty logical and unemotional. Every character in it, including the guy arrested for disturbing the peace, talked in a flat monotone. Spock seemed like Jerry Lewis by comparison. As his speech writer, however, Roddenberry knew Parker better than Webb did, and seems to have had mixed feelings about him, mixed feelings that could explain his gradual shift from just-the-facts-ma'm-just-the-facts propagandist to New Age philosopher. Remember me telling you in Part 1 that it was a female character played by Majel Barrett in the first Star Trek pilot who was originally supposed to be logical and unemotional? When his time came to immortalize Parker, Roddenberry gave his old boss a sex-change operation. Freud would have had a field day.

Nine episodes into the first season, Roddenberry decided to promote himself to executive producer, relieving him of the day-to-day grind of running the show.  And it was his replacement, an ex-Marine a decade-and-counting past the age of 30, who may have been the true hippie guru of Star Trek.

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