The Enterprise has
met some very cool enemies: The Suliban, the Nausicans, the Andorians,
and those creepy looking dudes that can neutralize a vessel. Yes, the
crew of the Enterprise sure does know how to pick a fight. But the one
species they seem to keep mixing it up with is the same species that
has created a sub-culture in America -- those Klingons.
By the 24th century
the Federation had become pretty chummy with their battle loving neighbors.
At times it was easy to forget that the Federation once hated the Klingons.
And since the Klingons of the 22nd century look like the ones from the
24th (that is to say they don't look like over-weight white dudes with
greasy make-up melting under studio lighting - wait…is Louie Anderson
a Klingon?), it's hard to associate Klingons with the bad guys.
Enterprise
has been changing our view of the Klingons. Or at least reminding us
that once they were the ultimate bad guys.
In this week's
episode the Klingons are accurately portrayed as aliens, no easy task.
Klingons have embedded themselves into our culture. Even non-trekkers
can pick a Worf out of a crowd. For goodness sakes, people have translated
Hamlet into the fictitious, yet totally workable language of Klingon.
We know all about their culture, their foods and (of course) their mating
rituals.
So the task was
met quite well when Ensign Hoshi stepped into the galley. It was like
meeting them for the first time, all over again. The smell of rotting
food knocked her for a loop. Thankfully T'Pol was around, and if there
is one thing we know about Vulcans, it's that they are crazy for mind
melding.
T'Pol didn't stick
her fingers in Hoshi's temples and chant the familiar, "My mind to your
mind," but she did use some sort of assisted meditation to calm Hoshi
down.
Why are Vulcans
always doing that? Spock was quick to use some mental thing to help
out, and Tuvok spent countless hours teaching Kes to hone her skills
as a telepath. They're probably trying to convert people to their cult,
which is really hard, because no one wants to join a cult that preaches
no emotions and sex once every seven years. They had to come up with
some perk. (But if more Vulcans looked like T'Pol and not T'Pau, every
seven years might be worth the wait.)
This week T'Pol
was the most "Vulcan" we have ever seen her. She's been very discouraging,
and kind of a drag since the series began. And she had next to no mannerisms
that have been associated with Vulcans. She's been coming across as
simply angry. But this week she had a number of choice moments where
you could see Spock delivering the lines. He wouldn't be wearing a skintight
suit, of course, saving that for his concert appearances.
Note the episode
number this week: 015. Next week's episode Shadows of P'Jem is
number 014. This is the first time the airdates haven't run with the
production numbers. When this happens its usually means an episode needed
more time in post production, so next week we may see a large number
of special effects.
And the main bad
guy will be the ultra-retro Andorians. But don't get your Targ in a
bunch. There will be a Klingon, too, hosting the 22nd Century version
of Family Feud.