Once again, Voyager presents us with an alternate reality nightmare bearing no resemblance to the style, ideals & format of the previous Trek series. I smell the angry stench of Brannon Braga...
Let's be clear: Voyager as a series is hot pig garbage. The writers hate the characters, the producers hate the format, the entire creative team hates themselves and their audience. How else can you explain week after week of black, torturous trauma, of painful death and plague, of demonic possession and slow death and punishment both physical and mental? I'm watching this cosmic train wreck of a series only because I'm currently stuck at home and addicted to all things Trek. I would not wish this program on my worst enemy.
This week B'Elanna, Chakotay, Doctor & Janeway die- yes: die- and the rest of the crew learns that they're actually alien replicants and that their entire lives and memories are fraudulent. I'm making the popcorn! Those unlucky enough to live through the episode are rewarded with cancerous lesions on their face as their bodies are wracked with disease and eaten alive from the inside. (Are we having fun yet?) Lots of insulting techno-babble is expelled from the mouths of the actors in an attempt to justify the torture and abuse... none of it makes a lick of sense.
A last-minute alternate reality/time travel contrivance is supposed to set straight the travesty we've just witnessed, but it's a light year late and a dollar short: once again the underlying theme is the writers KILLING the main characters because they had no better ideas.
Disgusting. Repulsive. Offensive. Gross. Insulting. These are the nicest words I can think of to describe this episode and the majority of the series. Maybe next week the Voyager writers will show some mercy and just let the ship explode in space, killing everyone on board instantly and putting an end to their pain and suffering... or maybe the writers are just cowards who will continue the abuse indefinitely.
GRADE: F
Let's be clear: Voyager as a series is hot pig garbage. The writers hate the characters, the producers hate the format, the entire creative team hates themselves and their audience. How else can you explain week after week of black, torturous trauma, of painful death and plague, of demonic possession and slow death and punishment both physical and mental? I'm watching this cosmic train wreck of a series only because I'm currently stuck at home and addicted to all things Trek. I would not wish this program on my worst enemy.
This week B'Elanna, Chakotay, Doctor & Janeway die- yes: die- and the rest of the crew learns that they're actually alien replicants and that their entire lives and memories are fraudulent. I'm making the popcorn! Those unlucky enough to live through the episode are rewarded with cancerous lesions on their face as their bodies are wracked with disease and eaten alive from the inside. (Are we having fun yet?) Lots of insulting techno-babble is expelled from the mouths of the actors in an attempt to justify the torture and abuse... none of it makes a lick of sense.
A last-minute alternate reality/time travel contrivance is supposed to set straight the travesty we've just witnessed, but it's a light year late and a dollar short: once again the underlying theme is the writers KILLING the main characters because they had no better ideas.
Disgusting. Repulsive. Offensive. Gross. Insulting. These are the nicest words I can think of to describe this episode and the majority of the series. Maybe next week the Voyager writers will show some mercy and just let the ship explode in space, killing everyone on board instantly and putting an end to their pain and suffering... or maybe the writers are just cowards who will continue the abuse indefinitely.
GRADE: F
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