for me? it was s2e8 “necessary evil”. that’s when I knew deep space 9 was going to be different.
star trek has done murder mystery episodes before– yanno they’re fun, they’re a great format for a well paced forty five minutes where we can learn more about our characters and get some cheeky twists along the way.
“necessary evil” elevates that trope by setting the mystery on terok nor. it’s literally our first flashback look at the ugly political past of the space station. as an audience we’ve been learning to love and trust the warm vibes of the show’s setting– seeing a version of this place that’s dystopian, that’s horrific, that nonetheless features so many of the characters we know? it feels so fuckin visceral.
I will never forget the final twist in this episode. I will never forget learning alongside Odo what it really means for people to make the choices they must in the face of dehumanization, and the fallout that’ll haunt them for years. the realization that sometimes the most obvious truth is the profoundest one, and that sometimes all the twists in the world land you right where u started
the moment the character asks Odo if he can ever trust them again, and the shot lingers, and ends.
the episode ends there
that’s when I knew that this show wasn’t going to be like other trek. that’s when I knew this was going to be a story about the nuance, the incongruity, the unresolution and the things left hanging behind when an episode ends. that’s when I knew the writers on this show would wake up and choose artistic greatness in defiance of conventional tv wisdom.
thank you for my life, s2e8 necessary evil. we should talk about u more. xo.
i was getting ready for another day of spying and murdering, practicing my interrogator death stare with my piercing blue orbs. just then, enabran tain came in. “pack your things.” he said. “i’ve sold you to pay our debts. meet your new owners, the crew of deep space 9.”
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GOD it must be so difficult for Bashir being the only bitch serving this level of ✨CUNT✨ on DS9
i need that Sudanese-English doctor in a way that violates the Prime Directive :))))))
our man bashir is also garak and the terrible horrible no good day. like he shows up clearly intending to fuck julian in the holosuite and immediately he has to put up with julian’s hot lady assistants being in his way. THEN his plans are further ruined by a transporter accident (ofc) that lets julian hit on not only kira but also dax. he is trying SO hard to be bond girl, elim gardick, and is thwarted at every turn. plus he gets punched in the face by someone who is not even julian. like his day literally only turns around when he gets shot in the neck.
crying over this clip of data copying geordi crossing his arms