Ah, Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home, aka the one with the Time Travel and the whales and the swearing.
I like The Voyage Home. It's got a lot of charm, and I think that the handling of the lighter moments without compromising the drama, especially compared to Star Trek V, really highlights how much stronger a director Leonard Nimoy is than William Shatner.
The film as a whole isn't the single, coherent masterwork that Wrath of Khan is; rather it is a collection of moments, many of which are, in and of themselves, brilliant. Chekov asking after 'nuclear wessels', the social consequences of Spock's inability to lie within a 20th century context, and pretty much everything with McCoy in the state-of-the-art 1980s hospital stand out, but there are a lot of them.
It's not all good, of course, and the 20th century 'liaison', and in particular most of her interactions with Kirk, play uncomfortably to me. Still and all, it's a film I happily go back to.
Next up, Star Trek V; perhaps the worst Star Trek film of all.
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