awwwww!!!! woobie Vulcan.
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STAR TREK icon LEONARD NIMOY continually fought back tears on the set of the sci-fi franchise's new movie - because he couldn't help but recall dead pals and castmates.
The original Mr. Spock reprises his unemotional Vulcan role in the new J.J. Abrams' film and admits he was all emotion as he watched characters from the beloved 1960s Star Trek TV series meeting for the first time in the new prequel.
And there was one scene he really struggled with - when Captain Kirk, played by Chris Pine, met Karl Urban's Dr. MCCoy for the first time.
DeForest Kelley, who portrayed the original MCCoy, was a longtime friend of Nimoy's, who died 10 years ago next month (Jun09).
Nimoy tells America's TV Guide magazine, "I started crying - and it (scene) still moves me now. I loved D-Kelley, salt of the earth.
"I cried a lot watching this production."
06/05/2009 22:05
Can I hug Leonard?
God damn I'm such a bitch for this movie and I haven't even seen it yet....
Oh hey. This entry seems like a good enough place to review Ven's shitty Trekkie poetry. AREN'T YOU ALL JUST THRILLED??? Yeah, don't worry, you get a cut...
This one I wrote at about 5 a.m. the first time I actually watched a Star Trek TOS episode. Yeah, first time EVER. It was not that long ago. 4 years, oy. The first episode I ever saw was "The Naked Time."
Spock: A Diagnosis
Touched by the Naked Time: he is
Inverted in spite of himself.
The hollow heart spills over
in rebel disregard for the consistency of repression,
denying his face's feigned betrayal
(that he is not an article of your subscribed genetic inheritance;
your nature dictates faith in the infinite and unreachable
stars
where a part of you still reserves
possibility for the impossible,
and that is why you will never steer a course
into that part of the sky you know
belongs to angels).
The truth brings him uncomfortably close to your delusion,
disconcertingly close
to a more sinister brand of self-denial.
Even sub-categorical human nature
feels like an indoctrination of attempted suicide.
How deliciously ironic
that such notions in an unbalanced mind
only tip the vessel further,
producing one more drop of irrefutable evidence
of his own humanity.
I am a soldier.
I am in control.
Control is an illusion.
Mantra is no longer an option to purge his confirmed malignancy.
The symptoms will end with the advent of a hangover, but
the sickness is terminal:
There is no cure for Captain Kirk.
-----
This one is rather shitty, but I do like some lines in it. This is for DeForest Kelly.
A Requiem, Seven Years Late
To those farewells we whisper in the light,
The little light, we candle-cornered children
Who face death, taste our own breath in prayer, and note
It tastes of God and silver, God and sour grapes,
Of the Communion wine that sterilizes skin
Before the silver needle pushes in.
To those bright brothers who in nova die,
Their constellations in the sky whose boundaries press
Day by day ever closer to the realms of angels,
To those candles, to the dripping wax
That traces tendons as it is caught
On the back of children’s fingers as we bow,
The trickle finds its way from then to now.
To severed life, to starlight, to all souls
For whom the bagpipes bleat, and into the waters slide,
Into the unending depth with dimes upon their eyes,
And to those who watch and pray, salute and pray,
To those who wonder what lies beyond all suns,
To those who sought life in lifelessness,
And who succeeded,
I hold you, candle-cornered children,
Stripped with makeup off,
All brows regrown and humbled, their lines redrawn,
And all faces rounded and age-wrinkled,
There are no costumes anymore,
But there remain songs, and the ship rowed towards Orion.
STAR TREK icon LEONARD NIMOY continually fought back tears on the set of the sci-fi franchise's new movie - because he couldn't help but recall dead pals and castmates.
The original Mr. Spock reprises his unemotional Vulcan role in the new J.J. Abrams' film and admits he was all emotion as he watched characters from the beloved 1960s Star Trek TV series meeting for the first time in the new prequel.
And there was one scene he really struggled with - when Captain Kirk, played by Chris Pine, met Karl Urban's Dr. MCCoy for the first time.
DeForest Kelley, who portrayed the original MCCoy, was a longtime friend of Nimoy's, who died 10 years ago next month (Jun09).
Nimoy tells America's TV Guide magazine, "I started crying - and it (scene) still moves me now. I loved D-Kelley, salt of the earth.
"I cried a lot watching this production."
06/05/2009 22:05
Can I hug Leonard?
God damn I'm such a bitch for this movie and I haven't even seen it yet....
Oh hey. This entry seems like a good enough place to review Ven's shitty Trekkie poetry. AREN'T YOU ALL JUST THRILLED??? Yeah, don't worry, you get a cut...
This one I wrote at about 5 a.m. the first time I actually watched a Star Trek TOS episode. Yeah, first time EVER. It was not that long ago. 4 years, oy. The first episode I ever saw was "The Naked Time."
Spock: A Diagnosis
Touched by the Naked Time: he is
Inverted in spite of himself.
The hollow heart spills over
in rebel disregard for the consistency of repression,
denying his face's feigned betrayal
(that he is not an article of your subscribed genetic inheritance;
your nature dictates faith in the infinite and unreachable
stars
where a part of you still reserves
possibility for the impossible,
and that is why you will never steer a course
into that part of the sky you know
belongs to angels).
The truth brings him uncomfortably close to your delusion,
disconcertingly close
to a more sinister brand of self-denial.
Even sub-categorical human nature
feels like an indoctrination of attempted suicide.
How deliciously ironic
that such notions in an unbalanced mind
only tip the vessel further,
producing one more drop of irrefutable evidence
of his own humanity.
I am a soldier.
I am in control.
Control is an illusion.
Mantra is no longer an option to purge his confirmed malignancy.
The symptoms will end with the advent of a hangover, but
the sickness is terminal:
There is no cure for Captain Kirk.
-----
This one is rather shitty, but I do like some lines in it. This is for DeForest Kelly.
A Requiem, Seven Years Late
To those farewells we whisper in the light,
The little light, we candle-cornered children
Who face death, taste our own breath in prayer, and note
It tastes of God and silver, God and sour grapes,
Of the Communion wine that sterilizes skin
Before the silver needle pushes in.
To those bright brothers who in nova die,
Their constellations in the sky whose boundaries press
Day by day ever closer to the realms of angels,
To those candles, to the dripping wax
That traces tendons as it is caught
On the back of children’s fingers as we bow,
The trickle finds its way from then to now.
To severed life, to starlight, to all souls
For whom the bagpipes bleat, and into the waters slide,
Into the unending depth with dimes upon their eyes,
And to those who watch and pray, salute and pray,
To those who wonder what lies beyond all suns,
To those who sought life in lifelessness,
And who succeeded,
I hold you, candle-cornered children,
Stripped with makeup off,
All brows regrown and humbled, their lines redrawn,
And all faces rounded and age-wrinkled,
There are no costumes anymore,
But there remain songs, and the ship rowed towards Orion.