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When the newly-christened starship Enterprise's shakedown cruise goes poorly, Captain Kirk and crew put it into Spacedock for repairs. But an urgent mission interrupts their Earth-bound shore leave. A renegade Vulcan named Sybok has taken three consuls hostage on the planet Nimbus III, an event which also attracts the attention of a Klingon captain who wants to make a name for himself. When the Enterprise shows up at the planet, the crew learns Sybok’s hostage-taking was simply a ruse to allow him the opportunity to capture the ship and use it to travel to the center of the galaxy in search of “God”.
If Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home had been both an ending and a new beginning for the film franchise, The Final Frontier can ultimately be seen as the film that tried its hardest to end things before they got started again. Thanks to a “favored nations” clause in his contract, series star William Shatner was allowed to direct this project due to Leonard Nimoy directing the previous two films. Unfortunately it would soon be seen that Shatner was way out of his element in the director’s chair and the end result of his work is a film that, while strong in concept, comes across as muddled and confusing. The fault cannot lie entirely with Shatner however; the studio heads at Paramount seemed bound and determined to tamper with the film while the author of the story had become disillusioned with the franchise. At the same time, Paramount decided that Industrial Light & Magic were too expensive to use for the special effects and so hired a less than desirable alternative, leading to horrid visuals that seemed more in tune with 1970’s Battlestar Galactica than 1980’s Star Trek. However, it’s not all bad in The Final Frontier, there’s some decent story-telling, a strong performance from the lead villain and a three-breasted cat lady. Yes, you heard that right, a THREE-BREASTED CAT LADY! Unfortunately the bad really does outweigh the good and one can only be thankful that The Final Frontier didn’t actually end up being just that for the Star Trek film franchise.
Like the previous two films, writer/producer Harve Bennett tackled the story here, along with both William Shatner and David Loughery (Dreamscape, Passenger 57). After feeling mistreated by Nimoy on The Voyage Home, it was clear that Bennett’s heart wasn’t in this project and so his usual strong sense of characterization seems lost here. I mean, this movie features a scene where Kirk, Spock and McCoy sing “Row, Row, Row Your Boat” around a campfire for God’s sakes! If you’re a fan of Star Trek and don’t have a problem with that then I’m glad for you; I however thought it was horrendous. Loughery wrote the actual screenplay for the film, and outside of some major leaps in logic and the above-mentioned singing stuff, he doesn’t do a horrible job with the dialogue. Unfortunately the actors can’t deliver the lines properly because they were most likely being browbeaten by the psychotic Shatner at every turn. Clearly he was no Leonard Nimoy, but in all honesty I don’t even think Shatner was as good a choice as the Leonard that Bill Cosby once played would have been. The entire film just reeks of amateurish direction and poor pacing, and really Shatner is the only one to blame. I love the guy as Captain Kirk and pretty much every other role he’s ever played, but yeah, he really should have stuck to acting here because as a director he just plain sucks.
“He should have taken his t-shirt’s advice.”
Yes, as a director William Shatner is an ultra-fail, but one cannot deny that he’s excellent as Captain James T. Kirk. The experience of playing the character in over 70 television episodes and four movies certainly served him well, as he does turn in his usual strong performance here. In fact, I found myself enjoying his work in this movie more than some of the others, particularly both his constant frustrations at the less than operational Enterprise and his questioning of “God” towards the end. Leonard Nimoy and DeForest Kelley also get the opportunity to shine in their respective roles of Mr. Spock and Dr. McCoy, but I found there to be a lot of moments where they were almost trying too hard to portray characters we’re already familiar with. For instance, and I hate to go back to it but I have to, the silly campfire singing scene is just so corny that they become caricatures of the characters that they already were. This can probably also be attributed to Shatner’s directing, since I’m sure in the insane world known as his brain he felt that it would be “fun” to see them singing children’s songs while cooking hot dogs. Another thing that kind of sucks in this movie is the lack of focus on the tertiary characters, but I guess they all got their big moment in the last movie so it was back to the lower levels for them. Fuji Favourite David Warner shows up as a drunken ambassador, although his best work in Star Trek would come in the next film, while Laurence Luckinbill portrays the main villain, Sybok, with some serious bravado. In fact, Luckinbill’s performance is the main reason to watch this movie, well that and of course…THIS!!!
“Baby, you make me wish I had three hands!”
Star Trek V concerns itself with the search for the Supreme Being, or “God” if you will and therein lays the main problem with the film. Since nobody can accurately determine or answer the question of whether or not “God” exists, the film was always bound to both aggravate viewers and also provide an unsatisfying conclusion. Unfortunately, instead of sticking with this challenging yet bound to fail story, the writers instead decided to make “God” nothing more than an alien, which in turn made the movie feel more like an episode of the show than a movie. Outside of that, there’s also a sub-plot with a rogue Klingon trying to make a name for himself by destroying the Enterprise that seemingly goes nowhere before being resolved in a less than satisfying fashion. Finally, as I mentioned earlier, The Final Frontier is nearly ruined by terrible special effects. After ILM’s stellar work on the first four movies, this one looks like a five year old handled the majority of the work. Scratch that, I honestly think a five year old may have done a better job than the people that worked on this film. The worst part of these bad special effects is that they serve to take you out of the story and remind you that you are indeed watching a movie, which has a very negative effect on the whole experience. Now, with all of that bad, you’re probably asking yourself if I liked ANYTHING about this movie. To that I say, sure, particularly the stuff right after they escape from Nimbus III and prior to heading to find “God”. Ok, so that’s not a lot, but it’s something, and I think that’s a good start. I also liked the ship falling apart at the seams, but it only served to remind me that perhaps the ship was just a metaphor for the film itself. Star Trek V: The Final Frontier continued the “curse” of odd-numbered Star Trek films being less than exceptional and unless you’re the type of person who has to “watch ‘em all” I’d give this one a miss.
Star Trek V: The Final Frontier was shot on a budget of $33 million (couldn’t have been for the effects so I have to assume Shatner paid himself a lot) and grossed about $66 million at the box office. Normally doubling your money would be seen as a victory, but after the major financial success of The Voyage Home, it was not. Add to that the absolutely horrendous reviews the film got and it’s not surprising Paramount was concerned about making another film. Luckily they’d right the ship (or the Enterprise so to speak), with their next project by turning to the man who had originally helped to make the films a success. We’ll be checking that puppy out tomorrow but today, today we’re going to give The Final Frontier the 4/10 it deserves. By the way, three of those four points are for the boobs; I’ll leave you to guess what the other one is for.
“Tomorrow, cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war.”