Star Trek Into Darkness Review (Spoiler Edition)
It’s been four years since J.J. Abrams released his reboot to the sci-fi giant, Star Trek. Before this, I had slumped into somewhat of a sci-fi rut. I was not actively pursuing films in the genre (or in general), and the last big sci-fi movie I saw was Revenge of the Sith. I’m pretty sure Star Trek changed all that. I remember driving out to Augusta, GA with a group of friends to see the movie in IMAX. We got lost on the way and everything - it was like a mini-road trip. The IMAX screen was nothing to throw a party about, and actually introduced me to the Faux-MAX theaters that are plaguing cinemas across the country. But once the lights dimmed, none of that mattered. Giacchino’s score rose into the speakers (it was regal like all good sci-fi scores should be) while the Paramount stars fell from the sky and swooped around the moun—I’m sorry, this is turning into a review of 2009’s Trek. The point is that it was a punch to the face. I’m not saying that I wouldn’t be the cinema fiend that I am now if it weren’t for Abrams’ exciting revamp, but I can distinctly remember not watching movies the same way after it. Granted, I would still get excited for the blockbusters (I fear that will never change). Hence my excitement for the much-anticipated sequel, Star Trek Into Darkness. The other night, after four years of patiently waiting (and defending Super 8), I finally glued myself into a chair to watch what I consider to be the most anticipated movie of my adult life.