Two Days
and Two Nights: so sexy that even the title has a jungle
love rhythm
going on. John Q. Public announces
himself disappointed
by the
fun-loving nature of this ep, but I Sunbeam thought it was
completely
fabulous.
The nicest
thing was that, in this ep, TPTB pandered to everybody!
If you're a
Travis fan, Travis turns up sleeveless and buff; if you
like
Jonathan, he wears Jim-West-tight pants and gets fooled by a
blonde; if
it's Dr. Phlox you fancy, you get a prolonged . . .
um. .
..bedroom scene featuring a threeway with T'Pol, Cutler, and
the good
doc himself ; if, for God's sake, all you care about
Porthos,
even Porthos gets a growly fight scene AND then he
intimately
sniffs Malcolm! Plus Hoshi gets
her linguistic ashes
hauled, and
even Rostov has lines!
But all
this pales next to the sexually-ambivalent-yet-operatically
intense
scenes featuring OMT and Malcolm
See: the
basic set-up is that the Enterprise has two days of down-
time and so
they're going to spend it on public pleasure planet Risa
(well-known
to all of us TNG'ers as Where Jean-Luc Met That Scary
Scary Tramp
Vash, but still . . .)
Risa's tourist attractions
apparently
took some time to assemble, because the Risa of 2151 is
not the
Disco-Sex-Factory that Jean-Luc and Riker visited but rather
more like a
well-lit Shoney's Restaurant. But,
if most of our gang
doesn't
have sex, they at least have sex-flavored adventures, so
that's
something.
Sex-flavored
adventure A: Archer and the blonde meet at the Risa
Marriot
when their dogs fight; they go wading amongst turtles and she
turns out
to be a spy. Way to go, Jon!
Sex-flavored
adventure B: Porthos alpha's the interplanetary dog
belonging
to the blonde.
Sex-flavored
adventure C: Hoshi gets her groove thang going on with a
guy she
meets at the Breakfast Buffet Bar.
Meanwhile,
back on the ship, the vast majority of the crew
(bafflingly)
has to stay on board and polish important door handles
and crap,
while Dr. Phlox decides to hibernate.
But, when Travis
falls off a
mountain, Phlox has to wake up immediately; much comic
action
ensues. It seems John Q. is
divided over whether Billingsley
was funny
or overdone; I go with the funny folks.
The ep was well-
shot, Phlox
was suitably sleepy, and T'Pol and Cutler (one dry as a
bone, the
other moist and chewy) made great straight men to the
doctor's
comedy.
However,
all this extremely amusing action pales in comparison to the
Trip &
Malcolm stuff. Did you know Lt.
Worf directed this ep?
Klingons
have really got it going on! The
episode is bookended by
two
brilliant one-take Trip & Malcolm scenes. You do know OMT and
his little
friend in armory have been planning a Risan sex-a-thon for
several eps
now, right? Well, they finally
land and head straight
for the
bars.
Brilliant
one-take scene one: although dressed like dorks and acting
like
Jethro, the boys charm the birds right out of the trees and the
camera
never turns away. Izzat a
man or woman, Trip says, and
Malcolm
doesn't know, and it really doesn't seem to matter. They
appraise
eight-eyed dates, they ogle waitresses (must be leftover
Ruby-envy),
and Trip makes his own gravy of wonderfulness while
Malcolm
diffidently looks around.
Brilliant
one-take scene two: you know this was coming, didn't you?
Although
the boys manage to lure two sultry Risan harlots to their
table, the
Puritans at Paramount make sure no good can come of it.
After the
girls lure the boys into the basement and ask them for
money and
the boys say there must be some mistake and the girls turn
into K-Mart
HalloweenMasque monsters, our terrific two wake up tied
together
and wearing nothing but their cobalt undies! Again, the
camera
never moves away from the splendid spectacle of them figuring
how to get
out of this one.
Malcolm: We
followed aliens down here.
Trip:
Gorgeous aliens, don't forget - they were gorgeous aliens.
Malcolm
(stone face of tragedy): They were male!
Trip (best
line ever): Not at first!
Connor Trinneer
really is the best Trek actor since Patrick Stewart,
plus
(although this is heretical) he's younger AND hotter. Every
time CT
says one of the do-nothing scripted lines, he gives it a spin
goes right
into our collective bloodstream.
I give this
episode an ultra-double 106 out of 100 (you call it A+_ ˆ
there's
hardly a second that doesn't fire my fantasies.