star trek!
So I loved the new Star Trek.
Loved, loved, loved it.
But I feel... a little guilty.
I get that part of what I love about Star Trek is the Kirk-Spock-McCoy character dynamic. The old boys buddy camaraderie. And the masculinity of this Star Trek -- I love that too.
But. But.
Come on JJ Abrams. One woman, just one, who wasn't a beddable biscuit, a mother, or killed off to tug at the heartstrings. You could have snuck her in with the Starfleet brass. Or slipped a couple in on Vulcan. Or the bad guys' ship. Or even a bar fight, as something other than window dressing. She wouldn't have even had to have any real lines.
I know, you were busy, there were a lot of characters to get through. Kudos, by the way, on giving Sulu real lines for a change.
Just one woman who wasn't there to prop up the men. Just one.
Maybe in the next movie? Oh please oh please.
Because I really really loved this movie. But I feel a little guilty.