Damn It, Jim! I'm A Knitter, Not A Miracle Worker!

Even without the power to render that which is miraculous, I was still able to make myself presentable and arrive at the theater on time to meet up with SIL Sheep. I even remembered to pack up the aforementioned knitting. Between that and the fact that I was wearing matching shoes, I'd say I was running fairly close to the performing of miracles.

I am all tuckered out from the experience, though. You'll forgive me if I don't bother with the linky-links tonight. Truthfully, they are the sort of things you will either get or you won't, depending upon how you spent your spare time over the years...

As I was one of the three people left in North America who had yet to see Star Trek, it was agreed that this was the movie we would attend. SIL Sheep didn't object to seeing it again, having enjoyed it the first time through. And as long as we were going to be out of the house, it made sense to just make a girls' night out of the whole affair. Niece Sheep was able to join us, making for a jolly threesome.

The theater just happens to offer bistro style dining in the lobby so dinner was a no-brainer. The food was quite good and very well-priced for three ladies on budgets. Frankly, I am going to rave about any place that offers me fried cheese and a waitress who tells me that dairy is good for me when I waffle a bit. Why I even had a beverage crafted from barley and hops just like a real, live grown-up Sheepie!

I don't go to the movies often and I guess I still tend to think of the dollar theaters I frequented back in the day. Imagine my joy at finding those old, scratchy seats being long gone and replaced with supple leather! And reclining!! I couldn't have been more comfortable had they brought me in a feather bed and pillow...

By then, it probably wouldn't have mattered what I was going to see. I pulled out the knitting, nestled into the accommodating depths of my seat and felt like a princess. Of course, this wasn't just any movie. It was Star Trek.

And it was brilliant.

The story? Top notch. They caught the spirit of the original perfectly. The casting? Dead on. I knew who each person was before they even spoke. The only "miss" was Chekov, but they made this new version rather lovable so I forgive. And I'll just let you imagine the grin that spread across my visage at the sight of Simon Pegg stepping up as Scotty. The effects? Amazing. And lots of stuff blew up, which I always enjoy in my film-watching.

Best of all, they remembered Captain Pike. I wouldn't have even given him a second thought, frankly. But his being there brought things full-circle in a way that I just loved.

The only fly in the ointment was that we were in the smaller theater, a sensible thing if you consider that there were so few of us left to see this movie. However, they really needed to adjust the sound for that venue. As much as I like it when things blow up, I don't enjoy my eardrums bursting from my noggin to the same degree. You know it is too loud when your hip, young niece agrees with you.

Otherwise, it was a night of fried food, the rarely allowed adult beverage and The USS Enterprise in all her glory. There was even knitting, although I couldn't see what I was doing and have no idea just what lives on those needles at the moment. I really should check that...

Still, it was as close to "perfect" as a night can get. A couple of aspirin for the eardrums and it will be right there.

Live Long And Prosper.

SA