I watched Beyond the Stars at a very good time, and thanks to Jim Kirk, I grew up a bit in the process too.
According to the timeline of restarting the universe, when I first met Jim, I was much younger than him, and when I met him the second time, I was still slightly younger than him. I met him again in the cinema yesterday, and I was surprised that I had come to the same place as him. life stage. Even his birthday, which was delayed due to the domestic film protection month, is also my birthday.
The first light came from Jim's blue eyes, and it was unavoidable that he was getting old.
Six years ago, he was sitting on the captain's chair in the Kobayashi Maru experiment as a student, and his face was overly lively and frivolous. There may be a shadow in his heart, but he has no doubts about his own existence.
Everything he does is arbitrary and correct, he is like the little prince who grew up in The Little Prince, and he doesn't become a boring adult. Because he wasn't an adult at all.
Later, when he was in the dark and unbounded, he grew up, but he was still reckless, running around in the jungle of alien planets, ignoring the supreme command principle as nothing. Full of loyalty, full of over-inflated self-confidence, brash, boy band-style young man.
But when it came to Beyond the Stars, without any excess, his growth, or aging, without any disguise, was thrown straight out - embarrassed movements, helpless and accustomed eyes, an accurate description of the current state of starship life, in Tired of asking myself the meaning of existence, the meaning of action, the meaning of being a captain again and again.
In Darkness, he questioned Spock, appearing so determined and persistent. Because he clearly knew the answer.
And now he doesn't even throw questions to himself. Instead, he forced himself to absorb the results and accept the status quo. The huge gap between ideals and reality made the ideal itself unsustainable, and the overly specific and repetitive life erased most of his uncertainties.
Like all nasty adults, JTK, you're officially old too.
But JTK's story thus becomes more realistic and close to the heart. If the exploration of the universe is futuristic, with romantic fantasy on the steel structure and shield, then the exploration of "why am I" turns all non-realism into reality. A so-called cool movie that crosses technology, so it has become a romantic story for JTK to get rid of all kinds of confusion and hesitation about itself and find itself again.
And when he finds himself again two hours later, it's a pity, not a real pity, he's still no longer the scumbag who said Ambassador Spock's words were shit in 2009, nor is he any more. Running around, messing up, huge restless man in Starfleet.
He still thinks Beast Boy was a good choice, and still makes himself a mess. But when he sat in the captain's chair with his eyes looking straight ahead and all the uncertainty, it all worked out. He has grown up, knows the true meaning of the adult world, but always has a childlike little prince in his heart.
Thank you, JTK, you more or less solved some of my problems too. Whether lost in the universe or in the trivial reality, people really cannot find the so-called relative position anywhere.
As we float and inevitably age by the overly specific and
tiresome routines of the day-to-day, York City's existence is a reminder that it is the seemingly impossible Fantasy, and the too dull daily life as an adult, finally took us across the old frontier and toward a wider distance.
He is the little prince I grew up with.
He is who I am as a person.
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