Tonight, Star Trek Discovery will show its sixth episode, but it’s the first I won’t be worrying about watching any part of. Because last week was the week I realized I just didn’t care about this show to watch more than the first five minutes or so and my TV plate was too full to keep trying something I wasn’t really liking. The worst part is that I still feel like Discovery is something I could like, but early strikes just killed it for me.
Earlier this year, I expressed interest in The Orville, Seth MacFarlane’s knock-off Star Trek show, and concern about it premiering during the same season as an actual new Star Trek series debuted. Did we need two new series about space-faring vessels and the crews that ran them?
Turns out, we kind of do. I’ve seen three episodes of each. Neither show is super-great-awesome, but neither is terrible, either. And while The Orville and Star Trek Discovery both owe their existence to the Trek franchise, they also both scratch very different itches.
I just finished the first two episodes of Star Trek: Discovery.
The short, unspoilery version: I had a lot of doubts after the first episode, because the main character was just super unlikeable, but it picked up a little in the second episode. Not enough for me to actually say I really liked it, but enough for me to want to keep trying it. Of course, the teaser for all the stuff to come did a much, much better job of enticing me. Because mostly? These episodes committed the sin of being deeply boring for at least 75 percent.
Spoilers from here on out.