There are some mistakes in who the “Drunken Uncle’ is, and who the boy is hitchhiking on the road. The “uncle” is actually the abusive step-father Kirk’s mother married. He also has an older brother, George Samuel Kirk, who, was running away because of the step-father. The car young Jim is driving is NOT his stepfather’s car (as the man asserts) but Jim’s father’s. Jim steals the car because the stepfather (Matt Grunberg) is trying to sell it while his wife id off planet and can’t do anything about it. So Jim drives past his runaway brother and drives the car off a cliff. If they can’t keep the car, no one can.

“Dear consummer, thank you for buying our new car. We hope you enjoy it. Don’t forget to come back in six months and buy our special extended edition, which will include all four tires, brakes and engine.”

As for you Aragon… THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU. I’ve said for years that, despite its iffy special effects (though not all of them are rancid, either) and ludicrous “God” plot, “Star Trek V” was a great film, in that it was the first time since Spock’s katra mind wipe that we sat the good old trinity reunited, with Kirk, Spock and Bones camping, bitching at each other on the ship, and camping again.

THAT’S why I refuse to call “Star Trek V” the worst of the movies when you have “Star Trek: the Motion Picture”, a film composed of reaction shots set to beautiful Jerry Goldsmith music, or that ludicrously silly “Star Trek IV” which never settled right with me. Shatner may not have done much right with the film, but he did do the most important thing right — he gives us what is essentially our last look that unbreakable friendship, as there’s not much time in “Star Trek VI” to look at that three-way bromance. So the Shat decides to have this 23 year-old friendship go off into the sunset by kicking back, relaxing, throwing a few last barbs at each other, and singing into the night as the stars bleed into the night sky. The older I get, the more that scene makes me well up.