CREEMEDIA
When the first incarnation of those interplanetary follies starring Kirk, Spock and that lovable old country quack Bones McCoy fell into the ratings black hole, I was convinced that the memories of that noble experiment in television science fiction would last about an hour-and-a-half.
CREEMEDIA
DEPARTMENTS
The Revenge Of Adam Smith
by Marc Shapiro
Loyalty is a funny thing. Loyalty in the case of Star Trek is downright scary.
When the first incarnation of those interplanetary follies starring Kirk, Spock and that lovable old country quack Bones McCoy fell into the ratings black hole, I was convinced that the memories of that noble experiment in television science fiction would last about an hour-and-a-half. Boy, was / wrong!
The afterlife of that series, by way of syndication, conventions and Tupperware parties, is a helping of reincarnation that puts even Shirley MacLaine's current hustle to shame. There are basically rational people out there who consider The Final Frontier any station that runs Columbo rather than Star Trek reruns. A banker type I know has made perfecting the Vulcan Death Grip his mission in life. A lot of people have copped to the attitude of 'why have a life when Kirk, Spock and Sulu can have one for you?'