I really dig the music in this section.
I used to hum it in Music class.
Star Fleet proceedure states “Hug nearest hot looking female yeoman when ship is fired on.”
Yep. Models that go for big money nowadays- blown to bits, lit with gasoline, firecrackers, cotton balls. You just get sick of dusting them, eventually.
I love the silence of space in Firefly, but the sound of those phasers firing is awesome
It’s the 60s. That was supposed to be believable.
Yup. I would give anything to still have them now. But adolescent-Thot had to destroy that which he made.
My surviving Enterprise has the SFX of phasers, and photon torps in the base. Running lights too!!
Like I’ve said, it’s stylistic. Silence works for Firefly, BSG, and 2001. Sound works for Star Trek and Star Wars and Wall-E :).
and there you have the difference between men and women. I destroyed stuff at that age, but in more of a ritual “death to childhood” kind of way
Probably a good idea you and I weren’t elementary school classmates. We woulda gotten sent to the principal’s office a lot because of our Trek shenanigans. Woulda been fun though!
whispers Why is everybody whispering?
I love Kirk’s vulnerablity here.
Bones nails it.
“Don’t destroy the one named Kirk.”
Right on, bruther!!
And BSG (new one) took the music to a whole new place with Bear’s primitive battle tones.
I don’t know–I kind of expected them to kiss after that
Veru touching, Bones.
Direction choice. This episode was based on a 1957 movie named The Enemy Below. On submaries you had to be quiet to hide. They carried it over to this for no reason than dramatic tension.
Anyone notice Uhura run the wrong way when the explosion happens rocking the ship.
Everyone goes right, Uhura goes left.
Kirk even at this age, actually HAS faced a lot of death. The Kodos incident as child, the could vampire that killed half of his crewmates when he was a Lieutenant on Farragut.
(I’m such a geek for knowing all that)
People hatin’ on the guy love.
The switch thrown harkens back to some young sailor dropping a wrench against the hull at an inopportune moment. CLANK!