THAT WAS AWESOME.

It doesn't matter that some punk-ass kid pulled a fire alarm and delayed the movie by half an hour. It doesn't matter that ~UltraDubious and I drunk our weight in soda waiting to be seated. It doesn't even matter that we had nosebleed seating in the IMAX.

I WOULD DO IT ALL AGAIN IN A HEARTBEAT. And I hopefully will, within the next week.

Never before have I been in a theater full of patrons so excited and yet so quiet. All throughout the movie, it was like everyone was holding their breath. A major part of my childhood was re imagined, polished up and given a new gun. And it was glorious. The story was never boring, the costumes were sexy, the new crew lived up to their namesakes glory, and a fantastic time was had by all. And at the end, when Old Spock's voice began to recite 'Space: the final frontier...' against a slow-building crescendo of music, with the entire theater silently reciting in sync, one thing was made clear:

Star Trek was back, and it was amazing.