OK, let’s be clear: Night of the Living Trekkies (2010) is junk fiction.
But face it: everyone needs some junk once in a while. A Twinkie never hurt anyone.
Got this bad boy about a year ago after a finished reading Pride & Prejudice & Zombies and I just finally got around to reading it this week. It’s pretty much everything you’d expect from a zombie-apocalypse-infused-with-Star-Trek-geekdom-love-story-with-random-Star-Wars-references-too-to-please-the-critics.
There was one part, though, that took me back. On page 145, the protagonist, Jim, an Afghanistan veteran-turned-bellhop-turned-hero, asks a question to Leia (not her real name), who happens to be dressed like in the Princess Leia slave costume when she’s in Jabba the Hut’s grasp. (If you’re a man of a certain age, you know EXACTLY what I’m talking about …)
“Now I’ve got a question for you,” Jim said. “What compels a smart, attractive young woman to spend her weekends pretending she’s Carrie Fisher in what is arguably the worst film in the original Star Wars trilogy?”
Huh? The Empire Strikes Back is the worst film in the original Star Wars trilogy? All these years, I thought it was understand that The Empire Strikes Back is the best film from the original trilogy. You know, because it wasn’t directed by George Lucas.
To have someone call it the worst seems, I don’t know, counter-intuitive to everything I know.
Unless this is really a Star Trek fan’s jab at Star Wars. If that’s the case, then, it’s not really the character who’s taking the jab, it’s the author.
And if that’s the case, it reminds me of this scene in Fanboys (2009):
Is it really THAT divisive? Is the Star Wars/Star Trek divide akin to Duke/Carolina? Ohio State/Michigan? Florida/Florida State? Coke/Pepsi? Can a person like both?
Can’t we all just get along?
I guess so, but only in a zombie apocalypse.
But that’s a little off-topic.