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beyonces:
Don’t pander to me, kid. One tiny crack in the hull and our blood boils in thirteen seconds. Solar flare might crop up, cook us in our seats. And wait’ll you’re sitting pretty with a case of Andorian shingles, see if you’re still so relaxed when your eyeballs are bleeding. Space is disease and danger wrapped in darkness and silence.
I watched Beyond after mainlining TOS (and then realised the films weren’t on netflix so I had to skip straight to TNG, grumble grumble) and appreciated even more the casting. For everyone in the reboot, really, but in particular - Karl Urban’s Bones. He manages to channel DeForest Kelley without lampooning him, down to the tics and facial expressions. It’s bloody wonderful to watch.
beyonces:
Don’t pander to me, kid. One tiny crack in the hull and our blood boils in thirteen seconds. Solar flare might crop up, cook us in our seats. And wait’ll you’re sitting pretty with a case of Andorian shingles, see if you’re still so relaxed when your eyeballs are bleeding. Space is disease and danger wrapped in darkness and silence.
I watched Beyond after mainlining TOS (and then realised the films weren’t on netflix so I had to skip straight to TNG, grumble grumble) and appreciated even more the casting. For everyone in the reboot, really, but in particular - Karl Urban’s Bones. He manages to channel DeForest Kelley without lampooning him, down to the tics and facial expressions. It’s bloody wonderful to watch.
