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WARNING: The following article contains hosts of spoiler information
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regarding this week's TNG offering, "The Inner Light." Those not wishing to
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have said light shone on them at the moment are advised to remain clear.
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Wow.
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That was one of the most...interesting and heartfelt shows I've seen from
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TNG in a long time. I'm still not sure what I can say.
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Fortunately, before I have to say anything, I can synopsize to my heart's
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content. :-) Maestro:
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The Enterprise encounters an object; a probe of unknown and fairly primitive
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design, which quickly begins matching their course and speed. It initially
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seems nonthreatening, but soon emits a beam of nucleons. The shields go up,
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but it manages to break through the shields in a very narrow region, and
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Picard suddenly faints. He blearily sees Riker holding him...and then Riker
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dissolves into a youngish woman with a careworn look on her face, who asks
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Picard if he's feeling better, referring to him as "Kamin". Picard initially
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believes he's stuck in a holodeck program and attempts to leave, but to no
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avail. Feeling trapped, he paces. "What is this place?" "This...is your
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home, of course."
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Picard is taken aback; is he a prisoner? Of course he's not, as she makes
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clear; he's been feverish for over a week. She says he's still very weak and
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asks him not to go outside, which he promptly does. He finds himself in the
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middle of a small village, where a large and happy man has just finished
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planting a sapling in the courtyard, as an "affirmation of life" and a symbol
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of hope, despite the devastating drought. As the crowd moves on, Picard
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accosts this man, who also welcomes "Kamin" back to the land of the fit.
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Upon hearing Picard's questions, however, he comes to believe that Picard
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has amnesia. Picard, realizing he needs answers, decides to play along with
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this. He discovers that his name is Kamin; that the man with him is his
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friend and Council leader Batai; that the woman is his wife Eline; and that
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they're in the community of Ressic on the planet Kataan. He takes a walk, to
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"reacquaint himself with the surroundings", and wanders for hours, seeing a
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gleaming city far away.
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He returns home to Eline, who tells him she's been worried sick. As she gets
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him some dinner ("It's delicious." "You always say that."), he asks her a
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number of questions. First, he intends to send a message the next day,
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though he's not sure to where. Then, with a little prompting, he begins
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asking about them. "We're...married?" "Three years ago. The happiest day
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of my life was the day we got married." He discovers that he's an
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ironweaver, though he prefers to play his flute (poorly). He thanks her for
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her help, and she takes his hand and asks him to come to bed. He demurs and
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attempts to make excuses, but she is insistent. He begins to rise, and then
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sees the charm she wears, which is identical in shape to the probe they
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encountered. When he demands to know where she got it, however, he
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discovers that it's the first gift he ever gave her. He watches it
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twirl...and Riker, on the bridge, calls to Sickbay for help, as Picard's body
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slips into a coma.
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Bev arrives and does some scans, finding incredible neurotransmitter
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activity. They reason that the probe has somehow connected itself to him
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like a tether, and find that the beam is nigh unto unblockable at present.
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They can destroy the probe, but Bev strongly urges against that. They wait.
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Five years pass on Kataan. Picard is looking through a telescope of his own
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construction, charting the sun's path to attempt to find the cause of the
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drought. Eline, however, believes he's still looking for that ship of his,
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and hurtly upbraids him for not paying attention to the life he has *now*.
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When, she asks, will she get him back? When will they start a family?
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Batai interrupts to take "Kamin" to the Administrator's visit. The
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Administrator is somewhat unsympathetic and unctuous, but Picard seems to
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impress him somewhat. Regardless, his idea to build atmospheric condensers
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is quickly dismissed as costly and unworkable, and the Administrator leaves
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with no firm plan of action in hand (or even in mind). Picard broods, but
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Batai notes that it's the first time in years he's heard "Kamin" speak like a
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true member of the community again. They return to Picard's house for
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dinner.
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Later that evening, Picard and Batai sit while Picard plays the flute. Eline
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gently tells Batai that it's time he went home, and then chides "Kamin" about
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leaving his shoes everywhere. The conversation quickly turns more serious,
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with Picard acknowledging her points of that day and apologizing for not
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being a better husband to her. He asks her permission to build something
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else. She points out that he didn't need her permission to build the
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telescope, or the laboratory, and he doesn't need it now, but he insists. He
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wants to build a nursery. "Really?" "Unless, of course, if you would prefer
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a porch; it would be much easier to build, and I could start on it right
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away--" He gets no further.
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Meanwhile, on the bridge, Geordi launches a probe to follow the radioactive
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traces of the alien probe back to their source. Data has figured out a
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likely way to disrupt the beam, and despite Bev's misgivings about the idea,
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Riker decides to do so.
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Several years pass on Kataan. Kamin and Eline are holding the naming
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ceremony for their second child, named Batai for their late friend. After
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the formalities are concluded, they look at their daughter Meribor and note
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how fast she's grown. (Eline notes that she's accompanying Kamin all over
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the place, and is surely her father's daughter.) Kamin remarks that he once
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thought he never needed children, but that now he can't imagine life without
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them. Suddenly, he turns pale, shudders, and collapses. Eline calls for the
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doctor--
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--and Bev and Ogawa try frantically to stabilize Picard, but to no avail.
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With no choice, Data hastily manages to reestablish the beam, and Picard
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stabilizes.
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Ten years or so later on Kataan, Meribor is in her late teens, and is turning
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into quite the scientist herself. She's continued her father's work on the
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drought, and has discovered that the soil is simply dead. She tries to voice
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the unspoken conclusion of her work, but Kamin tries to avoid it and change
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the subject. Eventually, however, she voices what he already knew: the
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planet is dying. He is saddened that she must bear this knowledge as well,
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but she bears it well. "I think I should marry Danek sooner rather than
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later, don't you?" "Seize the day, Meribor. Live now; make *now* always the
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most precious time. Now will never come again."
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...And on the bridge, Geordi's managed to trace the probe's path back to its
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origin, a system called Kataan. Unfortunately, there are no inhabited
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planets there; the sun went nova and all life in that system died roughly a
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thousand years ago.
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Several more years pass on Kataan. Eline comes out to see a very aged
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Kamin, still working on his telescope, and who urges Eline to lie down after
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her recent surgery. When they hear Batai playing the flute, she suggests
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Kamin talk to him, hinting that there are things that need to be said. Batai
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comes out to talk to them, and tells Kamin that he's leaving school to
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concentrate on his music. "*This* is the life I want to lead." Kamin is
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initially aghast at this, but eventually comes around, telling Batai that
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they will "discuss" it later. He explains to a surprised Eline that he
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doesn't think he should stand in his son's way; and besides, he may not have
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much longer to lead his life anyway. Kamin notes that he'll be talking to
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the Administrator tomorrow and will possibly be expelled from the Council for
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his findings.
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The next morning, he and the Administrator argue. At first, the
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Administrator simply refuses to listen, but he eventually tells Kamin in
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confidence that their scientists found the same conclusions roughly two years
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ago, but have kept it quiet to avoid starting a panic. A plan is currently
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underway to save *some* facet of the civilization, but more cannot be said at
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this time.
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Suddenly, Batai comes running to Kamin; it's Eline. Kamin rushes home, but
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there's nothing that can be done. She asks Batai for a moment alone with
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Kamin, and is relieved to hear that he won't be thrown off the Council.
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"Remember...put your shoes away." "I promise." Eline dies, and a heartsick
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Kamin grieves over the body.
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Years afterward, an extremely old Kamin is chasing after his grandson.
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Meribor and Batai come to take both of them to see "the launching." Kamin is
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initially not interested, but is talked into it. They head out to the
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courtyard, where Kamin sits on a bench at the outskirts. "What is it they're
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launching?"
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"You know it, father. You've already seen it."
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"Seen it? What are you talking about? I haven't seen any missile."
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"Yes, you have, old friend. Don't you remember?"
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Kamin turns, awestruck, to see his friend Batai again, as hale and hearty as
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he was in the prime of life.
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"You saw it just before you came here. We hoped our probe would encounter
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someone in the future--someone who could be a teacher, someone who could tell
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the others about us."
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"Oh...oh, it's me...isn't it? I'm the someone. I'm the one it finds.
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That's what this launching is--a probe that finds me in the future!"
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"Yes, my love." This comes from Eline, now alive again and flush with the
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beauty of youth. "The rest of us have been gone a thousand years. If you
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rmember what we were, and how we lived, then we'll have found life again."
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"Eline..." He watches the missile lift off.
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"Now, we live in you. Tell them of us...my darling..." Kamin stares...
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...and Picard wakes up on the bridge of the Enterprise as the probe
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breaks contact and shuts down. He's initially very disoriented, but quickly
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reacquires at least a cursory knowledge of the situation. He discovers
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that he's only been unconscious for 20 or 25 minutes, and accompanies Bev to
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sickbay.
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Some time later, Riker visits Picard in his ready room. As Picard gets
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used to the fact that this is once again his home, Riker hands him a small
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box they found inside the probe after they examined it. He leaves, and
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Picard opens the box, to find his flute. He cradles it to his breast, then
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softly plays it, as we see the ship fading off towards the stars.
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Whew. Yep, another long one. Ah, well. Time for me to come up with some
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commentary now, I suppose...
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First, a note of caution. As you can already tell (from the synop, if
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nothing else; I tend to run on a lot longer and get much more flowery in my
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phrasing if it's a really good piece :-) ), I loved the show; but I'd predict
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right now that this will not be for everyone. It's an extremely, *extremely*
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atypical piece so far as Trek is concerned, and that's going to turn some
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people off, no question. Just so you're warned; of course, if you are turned
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off by something like this, you've probably discovered a ways back that our
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tastes don't mix.
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Two things figure importantly in whether you'll like or dislike the show.
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The first is the respect and liking (or lack thereof) you have for Patrick
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Stewart's acting, as this was very definitely a showpiece for him. I think
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most people 'round here tend to like his work a great deal, but there are
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always exceptions. The second is more difficult, but I think a lot of your
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enjoyment will depend on how many, if any, personal chords Kamin's life
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struck within you. To some extent, a personal connection to an important
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character is always important, of course; but I think it's far more so here.
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For my part, I fit both bills a lot. My love for Stewart's acting is
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probably close to legendary (or at least folkloric :-) ) by now, and this is
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up among his best work, no question. (As an aside, I think that the
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slightly-aged Kamin physically looks almost exactly as I would picture
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Stewart playing Scrooge with makeup and costuming if he ever changes the
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format of his one-man "A Christmas Carol".) As for the second part...well,
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this was a deeply introspective show, so you're going to have to pardon me
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while I get a little introspective myself here.
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At least three things struck resounding chords with me as Kamin's life
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unfolded before our eyes. The first was the manner in which he told Eline
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about building the nursery; as Mike Shappe alluded to once, long ago (but got
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wrong :-) ), I proposed to my wife a few years ago by saying "I had another
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present in mind...but I thought I should check with you first before I got
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it." "Oh?" "Something about this big...gold...with a diamond in it." I
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knew there was a reason I've connected so well with Picard's character. :-)
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The second was Kamin's conversation with his son Batai about Batai's plans.
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Having recently been in the situation of informing family and friends about
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my own decision to leave school and go into science teaching, I can readily,
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*readily* sympathize with the soul-searching that must have gone into Batai's
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choice there, and Kamin's reaction is exactly the sort of thing I'd like to
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have gotten.
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The third was more depressing, but still strongly connected. Kamin's last
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phase of life, the heavily aged man, reminded me very strongly of my
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recently-late grandfather...especially when he had on that old straw hat.
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Another week, another year, this might not have hit very strongly; but given
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that his memorial service was a scant ten days ago, the parallel was very
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strong just now.
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Hmm. You see why I said this might not be for everyone? Everything I saw
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kept reinforcing itself not only within the context of the show, but within
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my *life*; and that's too rare not to be something to cherish.
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Anyway. Now that I've bored you with details of my personal life, onwards to
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a few more general comments. :-)
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Stewart's performance, as I said, was superb, from the initial disbelief and
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suspicion, to the eventual acceptance, to the slow passing of age, to the
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final revelations as Kamin, down to his touching flute solo at the end.
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(I'd be obliged, by the way, if a flautist could let me know whether it
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looked like Stewart was *actually* playing the flute himself. I tend to
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doubt it, but it looked convincing enough to me.) I saw touches of a lot of
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different things as Kamin aged over 35 years or more (including a professor
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here in the department; the "Hey, that's my hobby, go find your own!" could
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easily have sprung from his lips :-) ), and I can't remember a single
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offputting scene in the lot. Wondrous.
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The rest of the regulars were fine for what they had to do, which was
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exceedingly little. No problems, and at least one plus: Gates McFadden's
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reaction to Picard's near-death midway through was one of the most realistic
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reactions from her I've seen in a while (and I like her in general, too).
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Now to the guest stars. I can't say I've a lot of complaints here either.
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All were wonderfully written (in fact, character-wise, I can't think of
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*anything* poorly written, honest), and pretty much all were well performed.
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Margot Rose's Eline took a little while to grow on me, but I was quite
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attached to her by show's end; and I also think she looked *just* enough like
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"The Perfect Mate"'s Kamala to throw Picard that much more off guard. Heh.
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Richard Riehle's Batai was just fine; initially, I have to say, I was as
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suspicious of him as Picard was. That turned out to be unfounded, though,
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and he did turn into a good friend in what we saw of him. Scott Jaeck's
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Administrator was properly sleazy (hey, I calls 'em as I sees 'em, and I
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think Jaeck almost *always* plays pretty sleazy people :-) ), which is about
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all that was really needed.
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Jennifer Nash's Meribor was extremely good. What she lacked in terms of a
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_physical_ resemblance to Stewart (after all, she is s'posed to be his
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daughter), she more than made up for in force of personality. Her dedication
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to truth and adeptness at conversation and debate were passed very true from
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father to daughter, and that's the sort of thing that's tough to fake. I
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rather admired her, in fact.
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And then there's Daniel Stewart as the younger Batai. Well, he's not his dad
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in terms of ability, but he's also two or three decades behind him; give 'im
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time. He did just fine for what he had to do (namely, exhibit a lot of quiet
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fire), and he certainly *did* have the physical resemblance to Stewart needed
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to make things convincing. (Between the two Stewarts and the facial features
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that are prominent in my family, I'm starting to wonder if the purest
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heredity of all is preserved in the nose. My nose goes back four
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generations. :-) )
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Let's see...oh, the plot. Well, the Kamin-related plot was very simple, and
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very straightforward, and almost in the background, as I believe it should be
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in cases like these. There is one suspension of disbelief you need to make,
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probably (namely, that a planet with enough primitive patches like those has
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the technology to build a probe that can do what it did to Picard), but I'm
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perfectly willing to do that. (Hell, if I can swallow "Conundrum", this is
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nothing. :-) ) There's not a lot of plot to play with, but there doesn't
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need to be in this case.
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Peter Lauritson directed, which was a surprise; he's been an associate
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producer or producer on TNG since the pilot, but has never directed before.
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And while he's not quite up on the Rob Bowman/Jonathan Frakes tier of TNG
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directors, he's awfully nice, especially for a rookie. A few shots in
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particular really struck me:
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--the changeover from Riker to Eline in the teaser
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--the slow shot of Eline's charm spinning
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--the pan around Picard as he plays the flute at the close
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--and most of all, the series of cuts as the old Kamin turns to see first
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Batai and then Eline. This one, in particular, reminded me of some of the
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end of "2001: A Space Odyssey", with Dave Bowman seeing himself...and
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himself...and himself, and let's face it, being reminded of Stanley Kubrick
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is not exactly a major problem in this business. :-) (Add to that the fact
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that Stewart's final makeup job as Kamin made him virtually unrecognizable
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and things got even more surreal.)
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All in all, nice work there.
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Finally, a word on the music. With all the flute, I knew early on that Jay
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Chattaway had to be the one who handled this one, and I was right; but he
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came back up to "Darmok" level here, I think. Best music I've heard in a
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long, long, *long* time on TNG, particularly in the use of the flute. Not
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being a musician, I don't have particularly eloquent or specific ways to
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describe it, but I know what I like, and I liked this.
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Well, that should about do it. This was in some ways a rather unorthodox
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review; but then, in many more ways it was a pretty unorthodox episode. It's
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going to be one of my favorites in a few years' time, I bet; and it's mighty
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good from the start. Bravo, I say. Bravo.
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Oh...numbers? If you hadn't guessed, you can put in 10's for everything this
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time. First time I've been able to do that in quite a while (at least since
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"Cause and Effect", and that for very different reasons). :-)
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NEXT WEEK: Another rerun, this time of "The Masterpiece Society". Catch you
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in two weeks for the season finale.
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Take care.
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Tim Lynch (Cornell's first Astronomy B.A.; one of many Caltech grad students)
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BITNET: tlynch@citjuliet
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"Now we live in you. Tell them of us...my darling."
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--
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Copyright 1992, Timothy W. Lynch. All rights reserved, but feel free to ask...
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