This weekend will see the premiere of the newest entrant in
the
Star Trek franchise, CBS’s
Star Trek: Discovery (trailer).
Notwithstanding CBS’s dubious bid to build a new
model for content delivery in CBS All Access—creative initiatives crushed by commercial
imperatives is a tradition in
Star Trek
history—
Discovery marks a worthwhile
moment to take stock of where we are now as a global village, 51 years after
the premiere of Gene Roddenberry’s groundbreaking
Star Trek, now “
The Original
Series.”
Roddenberry’s vision was a utopian one. It seems almost cliché now to recount the novel
“enterprise” of a multi-national crew spreading humanist idealism throughout the
galaxy. Despite its military trappings, Star
Fleet was tasked with exploration of the final frontier on behalf of a United
Federation of Planets (UFP). Star Trek represented all the good parts
of cultural imperialism and mitigated all the bad with deep, moral self-reflection.
It looks like Discovery
will resonate in the Roddenberry tradition.
The series, which might vary perspective and setting across seasonal sub-arcs,
opens with a strong black female lead in Sonequa Martin-Green (The Walking Dead’s Sasha) and a female
captain of color in Michelle Yeoh (Crouching
Tiger’s Yu). Discovery takes place after humankind’s first forays into deep
space, which were depicted a decade ago by Star
Trek: Enterprise, but still before the adventures of James T. Kirk and crew
in the 1960s Original Series and the current
movie-reboot series. The nascent UFP is in a cold war with the Klingon Empire. This fictional era
and the name of the starring ship, U.S.S. Discovery, suggest fealty to Roddenberry’s vision of a “wagon train
to the stars.”
But can that vision get traction in today’s world?
However much our multi-platform electronic environment has
served up an embarrassing surfeit of science fiction, we remain awash in dystopian
imaginings. Disclaimer one, yes, I
realize that dystopian fiction is not new; even 1984 dates to 1949. Disclaimer
two, let me be no hypocrite; I have devoured it all, from The Hunger Games to The
Handmaid’s Tale, having just finished the latter’s s1 yesterday. (Nick is going to save her, right? right?!)
Yet many a commentator has observed the peculiar resonance of dystopian
fiction today, in a world in which hunger and poverty persist, the wealth gap
widens, and our standard of living and expectation of leisure seem after all
not to have skyrocketed in consonance with technological ingenuity.
There was a time after the Berlin Wall fell, in the 1990s amid
perestroika and glasnost, that it seemed like we might be on an upward
trajectory. The turn of the century brought
with it a cautious optimism. Maybe the
era of world war and nuclear nightmare could be put to bed, and humankind would
rise from those ashes and turn at last to the business of life on, and beyond,
earth.
Then 9-11 happened. The
world went back to war, and we’re still in it.
Our American streets fill with protests fueled by racial division. An unprecedented humanitarian crisis tears at
the seams of European socio-economic union.
The septuagenarian United Nations—real-world analog of the thinly veiled
UFP—seems impotent to stop a threatened nuclear detonation in the atmosphere. And oh yeah, the ice caps: they’re melting.
Inevitable dystopia seems the apt model to envision our
future on earth. Wherefore art thou, Discovery, into our world of social and political
fracture? Can we even recognize
ourselves in utopian science fiction?
It bears remembering that the world to which Roddenberry first
introduced Star Trek was itself no
utopia. The Original Series tendered commentary that might seem trite now—e.g., TV’s first interracial kiss
between Kirk (Shatner) and bridge officer Uhuru (Nichelle Nichols), the “black
on the ‘right’ side” racism of Let That
Be Your Last Battlefield, the futile primitive conflict of A Private Little War. But that commentary was sophisticated and
controversial in its time. Star Trek’s very proffer of earthbound east
and west in common pursuit of human survival and space exploration was a calculated
critique of Jim Crow, the space race, Vietnam, and the Cold War. Star
Trek’s utopian vision was launched amid the civil rights fire that forged our
second national reconstruction.
So maybe now is exactly the time for Star Trek. Maybe we need
utopia now more than ever, precisely because it is so unfamiliar.
As Star Trek
turned 50 in 2016, Sir Thomas More’s enigmatic Utopia turned 500. More’s Utopia was a social critique, not a social
blueprint. Critique always has been the raison
d’être of science
fiction. There is no utility in only imagining the future. The endgame is to
hold up that parallel world next to your own, to see how the two compare.
For Star Trek, the
final frontier is not space. The final
frontier—the discovery—always has been us.