Star Trek: The Next Generation
Episode Title: Remember Me
Episode #: 79
Season: Four
Star Date: 44161.2
Original Airdate: October 22, 1990
Written by: Lee Sheldon
Directed by: Cliff Bole
As my blogging friends John Kenneth Muir and Sci-Fi Fanatic would perhaps agree, a program I once adored, Star Trek: The Next Generation, has not aged as well as I'd have hoped since it initially hit the analog airwaves (those are now gone, but not forgotten) back in September 1987. Star Trek, the original series, has fared far better in retrospection (see Sci-Fi Fanatic's look into the series, if you don't believe me). Glancing back (from more than 20 years out) at the series, a few of the episodes can be a cold slap in the face for the Star Trek follower in me. What I once found ideal (or even cutting edge... maybe it was just New Agey) is now a bit uneven and dated, at times. I have a personal connection with the sci-fi program because, when it debuted, a light was also dawning on me regarding one special person I'd known at work (my future bride). We dated, became engaged and married during the show's first and second seasons, in fact. It was a commonality for us in our first years of wedlock, too. We watched the program devotedly all the way through to its final episode.
So, it comes as startling sometimes when we take in its repeats on syndicated (and now digital) television. Some of the episodes don't stand up as they once did (and yeah I could say the same for myself, too). Yet, I find some solace these days looking back at what are considered the finest episodes of ST:TNG. Just about all of these manage to tell a story involving science-fiction in a meaningful, thought-provoking manner that I can still relate to. Although, the fall-off in quality when viewing the lesser installments seems greater now. If you're a long-time viewer, you probably have your own list of critical favorites. Among them are likely the shows like Inner Light or Best of Both Worlds. Perhaps, Chain of Command and Yesterday's Enterprise, or Q Who? and All Good Things... are there, too. The few I've mentioned here make many ST:TNG best of lists (and for good reason). Yet, there is one series installment that remains quite personal to me. It's the only one that ever had me tearing up by its conclusion, and inwardly examining the very reason for that reaction. It may not be high on some of the best of inventories, but the fourth season Remember Me episode certainly is on mine.
Synopsis: while the Enterprise is stationed at Starbase 133, Dr. Beverly Crusher greets her close friend and mentor as he comes on-board. Their brief conversation covers fond remembrances and the painful loss of loved ones, which is especially keen on the elderly Dr. Quaice as he's recently suffered the loss of his long-time wife. Beverly sympathizes with her colleague's lament of growing old and the subsequent tribulations of losing friends to that fact. Drs. Quaice and Crusher have a common burden of now both being widowers. Afterwards, directly due to that affecting conversation, she seeks out and visits her son, Wesley, who is conducting an experiment to create a static warp bubble. While Dr. Crusher watches her son's eager attempt, the trial appears to fail (with a short flash of light from the warp core). As the Enterprise departs starbase, Beverly returns to Dr. Quaice's quarters only to find her mentor missing, and no record that he ever came onboard. Or, that he ever existed. His loss, and Dr. Crusher's ever desperate attempts to track him down or even explain it all, along with her ever dwindling, disappearing friends and crew-mates on the Enterprise, is the central storyline of the episode.
Why It Sticks With Me: Having a series where most of the stories were led by the main male leads (Picard, Riker, Data, Worf, Geordi, and Wesley, when he was there), it was always a wonderful and wanted change of pace when the women of the series were allowed to step up. While the character of Deana Troi got a good amount of that attention (a tight, form fitting uniform tends to do that... did I already mention my attraction to brunettes?), I never forgot the Dr. Crusher-led episodes. I always thought Gates McFadden was an under-utilized and underrated actress in this series -- she even reminds me a great deal of my sister-in-law (plus, they happen to share the same first name). As well, the actress really shines and anchors the tale as the protagonist using her head and heart to solve the mystery at hand. Besides, the dynamic of a strong, intelligent woman (who happens to be a single mother) holding her own among the bachelor males of the command crew always drew me to the character. Her character's mostly unspoken sexual tension with her departed husband's friend (who just happens to be the captain of the ship), was a pleasant distraction but somewhat irrelevant to her persona.
The core of the story is of love and loss, though. Within our mortal constraints, it seems you cannot have one without the other. You live long enough and you will eventually find out not all of those that hold a place in your heart can stay in this world forever (or even for the duration of your own lifetime). This Lee Sheldon written story conveys that powerfully (and literally) in this episode. That it is situated in a science-fictional setting certainly helps to present the allegory's conundrum in the first half of the episode, and which is seen entirely through Beverly's point-of-view. And its here where McFadden really stands out. Each perceived loss of her friends, and eventually her son's, registers deeply on her characterization of Dr. Crusher. She suffers a high sense of guilt over all of the people she's lost, and for the lack of appreciation while they were around (the thought imparted by Quaice earlier), along with a wrenching desire to understand it all. And, it's palpable to watch. Even when the audience reaches the reveal of the episode at the half way mark, [spoilers from here on out] it doesn't lessen the impact of those losses since it's really Dr. Crusher who has been lost to her son Wesley (and her crew-mates) by way of his warp bubble experiment gone awry.
For me, the underlying symbolism of the episode is death. Specifically, the death of a loved one. Few things in life are as traumatic as that, or more universal to the human condition. Each of us has (or will) experience this. That this show flips the loss perspective (whereby we experience the sensations of the lost one as those around her disappear from her existence) made it more than compelling for me. What I finally figured out, years ago, was the reason this episode tugged me so came down to my own painful parting. Having lost my mother at age 23 has left a mark, and the unique storyline of Remember Me's Dr. Crusher and Wesley went over that memory like a wheel entering wagon rut. It still does. For me, the episode followed it all the way down, metaphorically, to those parts that never heal.
I was certainly was never a critic of the Wesley Crusher character (or Wil Wheaton for that matter) on the program (there were enough of them). He was sufficiently geeky and awkward that I could still relate to him (hell, I'm still that way even in my mid-50s) without condemning the character for the fact it was the writers who took some lazy outs by propping him up as the boy wonder for the series. But it was here, on this occasion, where I found I could most relate to him, and his desperation and guilt as he attempts to bring his mother back from wherever she went. When I watched this the first time, it hurtled me right back to that St. Francis hospital room in March 1978 where (my) mom lay in her coma. An earthly equivalent of a loved one lost to her crew-mates, if there every was one. Watching this happen then, and understanding none of it, felt as if another dimension separated her sons and loved ones from her (figuratively, the program's story-line of Wesley and his mother).
Curiously, this episode also reminded me of a short story I once read by author Stephen King, That Feeling, You Can Only Say What It Is in French. In both the short and the ST:TNG episode, the characters bring their own reality and memories into their respective one step beyond. For the King story, the female character (through which the reader encounters the tale) starts to re-experience aspects from the past, over and over, after which we learn of her and her husband's death from a mid-air collision. However similar, Remember Me's situation at least offered a bit of hope, even if its situation is just as dire. When she's caught in the experiment with the warp fields, Beverly created her own reality based on what she was thinking at that precise moment — the deep distress of losing close friends. King's darker take (natch) was that we bring our own guilt, beliefs, and mistakes with us and live those last fleeting eternal moments over and over again (the author himself has said, "Hell is repetition"). Lee Sheldon's story seems to give his heroine a possibility of gathering it all in and to at least say good-bye to loved ones (even if it's within her own reality). But really, wouldn't we all like to be given that kind of chance?
Yet, this episode exemplified the outer space and future of Gene Roddenberry's vision. Star Trek brought and introduced a realm of possibilities to its viewers, and ST:TNG continued the tradition. Plus, there was a genuine optimism in the original and next gen series. Those characters, from each iteration of the show, still moved from strength, selflessness, and smarts. If there's anything I want my mother's grandchildren to inherit, it would be those traits. It doesn't matter in the least that it came from a 'TV program'. By the end of this episode, ST:TNG's mother and son pair found a way to re-unite as the static warp bubble collapsed (with a little help from The Traveler). Perhaps, my mother and I couldn't figure a way to make anything like that happen in real life (or at least have her awaken from that final sleep for a bona fide farewell), but Beverly and Wesley Crusher certainly did by the 79th show's finale. And, it is that ending that still squeezes my heart, and causes me to blink back my eyes. It gets me every time...
Note: this review was something I wanted to get down in writing for some time, but held back. I was recently inspired by two superb and heartfelt posts by my friend and author, John Kenneth Muir: CULT MOVIE REVIEW: The Road (2009) and CULT TV FLASHBACK # 111: The X-Files: "Sein Und Zeit"/"Closure". Both are very much worth reading. That I got this done (and posted on my birthday, in fact), is in thanks to you, John. BTW, in re-watching this particular episode, I found it also employed a certain use of silhouettes in telling its tale. See screen captures 1, 2, and 3.Episode Title: Remember Me
Episode #: 79
Season: Four
Star Date: 44161.2
Original Airdate: October 22, 1990
Written by: Lee Sheldon
Directed by: Cliff Bole
As my blogging friends John Kenneth Muir and Sci-Fi Fanatic would perhaps agree, a program I once adored, Star Trek: The Next Generation, has not aged as well as I'd have hoped since it initially hit the analog airwaves (those are now gone, but not forgotten) back in September 1987. Star Trek, the original series, has fared far better in retrospection (see Sci-Fi Fanatic's look into the series, if you don't believe me). Glancing back (from more than 20 years out) at the series, a few of the episodes can be a cold slap in the face for the Star Trek follower in me. What I once found ideal (or even cutting edge... maybe it was just New Agey) is now a bit uneven and dated, at times. I have a personal connection with the sci-fi program because, when it debuted, a light was also dawning on me regarding one special person I'd known at work (my future bride). We dated, became engaged and married during the show's first and second seasons, in fact. It was a commonality for us in our first years of wedlock, too. We watched the program devotedly all the way through to its final episode.
So, it comes as startling sometimes when we take in its repeats on syndicated (and now digital) television. Some of the episodes don't stand up as they once did (and yeah I could say the same for myself, too). Yet, I find some solace these days looking back at what are considered the finest episodes of ST:TNG. Just about all of these manage to tell a story involving science-fiction in a meaningful, thought-provoking manner that I can still relate to. Although, the fall-off in quality when viewing the lesser installments seems greater now. If you're a long-time viewer, you probably have your own list of critical favorites. Among them are likely the shows like Inner Light or Best of Both Worlds. Perhaps, Chain of Command and Yesterday's Enterprise, or Q Who? and All Good Things... are there, too. The few I've mentioned here make many ST:TNG best of lists (and for good reason). Yet, there is one series installment that remains quite personal to me. It's the only one that ever had me tearing up by its conclusion, and inwardly examining the very reason for that reaction. It may not be high on some of the best of inventories, but the fourth season Remember Me episode certainly is on mine.
"Chief medical officer's log, stardate 44161.2. We are docking at Starbase 133 for scheduled crew rotation. I look forward to welcoming aboard my mentor and dear friend, Doctor Dalen Quaice, who will be traveling with us to his home planet, Kenda II."
Synopsis: while the Enterprise is stationed at Starbase 133, Dr. Beverly Crusher greets her close friend and mentor as he comes on-board. Their brief conversation covers fond remembrances and the painful loss of loved ones, which is especially keen on the elderly Dr. Quaice as he's recently suffered the loss of his long-time wife. Beverly sympathizes with her colleague's lament of growing old and the subsequent tribulations of losing friends to that fact. Drs. Quaice and Crusher have a common burden of now both being widowers. Afterwards, directly due to that affecting conversation, she seeks out and visits her son, Wesley, who is conducting an experiment to create a static warp bubble. While Dr. Crusher watches her son's eager attempt, the trial appears to fail (with a short flash of light from the warp core). As the Enterprise departs starbase, Beverly returns to Dr. Quaice's quarters only to find her mentor missing, and no record that he ever came onboard. Or, that he ever existed. His loss, and Dr. Crusher's ever desperate attempts to track him down or even explain it all, along with her ever dwindling, disappearing friends and crew-mates on the Enterprise, is the central storyline of the episode."I won't forget. I won't forget any of you."
Why It Sticks With Me: Having a series where most of the stories were led by the main male leads (Picard, Riker, Data, Worf, Geordi, and Wesley, when he was there), it was always a wonderful and wanted change of pace when the women of the series were allowed to step up. While the character of Deana Troi got a good amount of that attention (a tight, form fitting uniform tends to do that... did I already mention my attraction to brunettes?), I never forgot the Dr. Crusher-led episodes. I always thought Gates McFadden was an under-utilized and underrated actress in this series -- she even reminds me a great deal of my sister-in-law (plus, they happen to share the same first name). As well, the actress really shines and anchors the tale as the protagonist using her head and heart to solve the mystery at hand. Besides, the dynamic of a strong, intelligent woman (who happens to be a single mother) holding her own among the bachelor males of the command crew always drew me to the character. Her character's mostly unspoken sexual tension with her departed husband's friend (who just happens to be the captain of the ship), was a pleasant distraction but somewhat irrelevant to her persona.
The core of the story is of love and loss, though. Within our mortal constraints, it seems you cannot have one without the other. You live long enough and you will eventually find out not all of those that hold a place in your heart can stay in this world forever (or even for the duration of your own lifetime). This Lee Sheldon written story conveys that powerfully (and literally) in this episode. That it is situated in a science-fictional setting certainly helps to present the allegory's conundrum in the first half of the episode, and which is seen entirely through Beverly's point-of-view. And its here where McFadden really stands out. Each perceived loss of her friends, and eventually her son's, registers deeply on her characterization of Dr. Crusher. She suffers a high sense of guilt over all of the people she's lost, and for the lack of appreciation while they were around (the thought imparted by Quaice earlier), along with a wrenching desire to understand it all. And, it's palpable to watch. Even when the audience reaches the reveal of the episode at the half way mark, [spoilers from here on out] it doesn't lessen the impact of those losses since it's really Dr. Crusher who has been lost to her son Wesley (and her crew-mates) by way of his warp bubble experiment gone awry."We all got it coming, kid." ~ William Muny, Unforgiven
For me, the underlying symbolism of the episode is death. Specifically, the death of a loved one. Few things in life are as traumatic as that, or more universal to the human condition. Each of us has (or will) experience this. That this show flips the loss perspective (whereby we experience the sensations of the lost one as those around her disappear from her existence) made it more than compelling for me. What I finally figured out, years ago, was the reason this episode tugged me so came down to my own painful parting. Having lost my mother at age 23 has left a mark, and the unique storyline of Remember Me's Dr. Crusher and Wesley went over that memory like a wheel entering wagon rut. It still does. For me, the episode followed it all the way down, metaphorically, to those parts that never heal.I was certainly was never a critic of the Wesley Crusher character (or Wil Wheaton for that matter) on the program (there were enough of them). He was sufficiently geeky and awkward that I could still relate to him (hell, I'm still that way even in my mid-50s) without condemning the character for the fact it was the writers who took some lazy outs by propping him up as the boy wonder for the series. But it was here, on this occasion, where I found I could most relate to him, and his desperation and guilt as he attempts to bring his mother back from wherever she went. When I watched this the first time, it hurtled me right back to that St. Francis hospital room in March 1978 where (my) mom lay in her coma. An earthly equivalent of a loved one lost to her crew-mates, if there every was one. Watching this happen then, and understanding none of it, felt as if another dimension separated her sons and loved ones from her (figuratively, the program's story-line of Wesley and his mother).
Curiously, this episode also reminded me of a short story I once read by author Stephen King, That Feeling, You Can Only Say What It Is in French. In both the short and the ST:TNG episode, the characters bring their own reality and memories into their respective one step beyond. For the King story, the female character (through which the reader encounters the tale) starts to re-experience aspects from the past, over and over, after which we learn of her and her husband's death from a mid-air collision. However similar, Remember Me's situation at least offered a bit of hope, even if its situation is just as dire. When she's caught in the experiment with the warp fields, Beverly created her own reality based on what she was thinking at that precise moment — the deep distress of losing close friends. King's darker take (natch) was that we bring our own guilt, beliefs, and mistakes with us and live those last fleeting eternal moments over and over again (the author himself has said, "Hell is repetition"). Lee Sheldon's story seems to give his heroine a possibility of gathering it all in and to at least say good-bye to loved ones (even if it's within her own reality). But really, wouldn't we all like to be given that kind of chance?
"You know what the worst part of growing old is? So many of the people you've known all your life are gone; and you realize you didn't take the time to appreciate them while you still could." ~ Dr. Dalen QuaiceAs you can tell, the Star Trek: The Next Generation Remember Me episode resounds with me, still. It freakishly retraced in its telling a heartbreaking remembrance of mine. I don't believe there is a closure to the loss of a loved one. I've learned that some loops never close. Still, this proved to be one of the best shows of the ST:TNG fourth season, and a turning point, of sorts, for me. Thankfully, the producers of the show didn't accept the initial draft of the story where it turned out to be all a dream (!). It never would have had the impact that it does (at least for me), if they had gone that direction. For all I know, the woman that was my mother brought with her in those last moments the loved ones from this world. I'd like to think so. Perchance, this life of ours is finite and the universe we inhabit is at once infinite (or maybe, it's the other way around). Who knows?
Yet, this episode exemplified the outer space and future of Gene Roddenberry's vision. Star Trek brought and introduced a realm of possibilities to its viewers, and ST:TNG continued the tradition. Plus, there was a genuine optimism in the original and next gen series. Those characters, from each iteration of the show, still moved from strength, selflessness, and smarts. If there's anything I want my mother's grandchildren to inherit, it would be those traits. It doesn't matter in the least that it came from a 'TV program'. By the end of this episode, ST:TNG's mother and son pair found a way to re-unite as the static warp bubble collapsed (with a little help from The Traveler). Perhaps, my mother and I couldn't figure a way to make anything like that happen in real life (or at least have her awaken from that final sleep for a bona fide farewell), but Beverly and Wesley Crusher certainly did by the 79th show's finale. And, it is that ending that still squeezes my heart, and causes me to blink back my eyes. It gets me every time...





Michael. Simply your finest, most beautiful and touching post. You are a wonder. Thank you for this. I like to think I appreciate my mother daily but that's probably a conceit. Today though, thanks to you, I will cherish her that much more.
ReplyDeleteFirst my friend, wonderful piece. Second, I love brunettes too! : ^)
ReplyDeleteIn general, I really need to revisit ST:TNG to note the flaws or imperfections you mentioned and review how it has aged to give you a proper read.
We all know ST:TOS is king and can essentially do no wrong. My recollection of ST:TNG is of a series of peaks and valleys. It had many wonderful moments as you write about, but had a number of episodes that just never executed for the viewer. I suppose that will happen with any series that lasted seven seasons. Obviously I wouldn't change a thing. I do love each of the Star Trek franchises for different reasons and certainly each has its classic moments.
I have a friend I work with that swears by ST:TNG over and above TOS. I'm such a huge fan of the Kirk, Spock, McCoy triumverate that I simply can't leave those boys behind. Still, the TNG cast was wonderful on the whole, and like you, I love the female stars of the series. Anyway, this friend of mine loved the fact TNG was about ideas and concepts and he recites passages from the series like its some kind of visual bible. So, TNG does indeed have its ardent followers. I can imagine, not having seen it in quite sometime, that visually it has its flaws. Still, I think TNG is probably one of the stronger of the ST franchises on the whole, but your points are well taken my friend.
On a personal note, I loved your personal reflections, because like you, I have a fascination with death and loss and its something I think about obsessively. Don't get me wrong, it doesn't rule my life, but when seeing it dealt with in television or writing it is something that gives me pause and I ponder and reflect about it endlessly and leaving those we love behind and all of the other ramifications that go along with loss. Mortality is a subject of endless reflection for me.
Anyway, I certainly connect with your feelings. In fact, it's funny you write about this because I've been pondering much of this the last 48 hours. My father's birthday would have been yesterday. He passed away some years ago and I was quite reflective about him and was looking through some old photos. I thought about posting one. Then my grandmother, 92, is in the hospital so I visited her today. She's such a chipper wonderful person and she's actually doing well and should be out today. But again, these people that mean so much to us in our lives, that take us to the edge, make us consider what's important and what matters. I'm right there with you. I hope I didn't go on too long. All the best.
What a heartfelt tribute and terrific "cult-tv flashback." I really enjoyed reading your thoughts on this episode of TNG. I think you nailed the theme perfectly through the line of dialogue from Dr. Quince. We think we we will always have our friends and family members surrounding us but, alas, life doesn't work that way. Seize the day.
ReplyDeleteI recall very well when "Remember Me" first aired, and that kind of throat-clutching tension it generated as every attempt Crusher made to set things right went absolutely wrong.
And she felt so much responsibility to her missing/erased friends...that she not forget they were there; or what they had contributed to her life. The episode has a powerful sweep and sense of the inevitable about it.
"Remember me," -- those are the words we want to say to those we eventually have to leave behind; that our interactions still carry meaning; that we know we did, in fact, contribute positively. The only kind of immortality we get is if others remember us, and remember us well. This episode of Next Gen gets it.
Also, I will always remember the wonderful, self-involved (and beautifully human...) line Crusher spoke when she attempted to apply logic to the situation: "If there's not something wrong with me...there must be something wrong with the universe!" Wow! That still makes me laugh. But it's such a perfect enunciation of the human point of view (and also the beauty of the human equation.)
Great post, my friend.
John Kenneth Muir
Your insight and generosity is inspiring. Absolutely beautiful.
ReplyDelete人生像一杯茶,若一飲而盡,會提早見到杯底..................................................
ReplyDelete你不能決定生命的長度,但你可以控制它的寬度..................................................................
ReplyDeleteThank you, Elizabeth.
ReplyDeleteYou are very kind to say, Rachel.
ReplyDeleteYou provided a very thoughtful and contextual comment, my friend. I'm very much in agreement with your thoughts regarding the ST:TNG Remember Me episode (and it was a simple, but perfect title for it, too). And McFadden's Crusher really brought it all home (in a number of ways). Thank you very much, John.
ReplyDeleteI believe you and I have a great deal in common, SFF. Your thoughts about ST:TOS and ST:TNG mirror mine to a great degree. As well, your poignant thoughts about loved ones and loss have a tremendous meaning and ring familiar for me. Crossing the various milestones of close family members does bring about a good amount of reflection, doesn't it? I hope you grandmother comes home soon (if she hasn't already), and thanks for your kind words and sentiments, my friend.
ReplyDeleteYou are ever so kind, Naomi. I thank you very much for that, and for being my friend.
ReplyDeletep.s., give you mom a hug from me.
Thanks very much, John.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Naomi.
ReplyDeleteWow, le0pard13, this one hit me hard. So right, all those you hold in your heart can't stay in the world forever. Great post on love and loss. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteOh yes, Happy Belated Birthday my blogger friend~~
ReplyDeleteThank you very much, Bev.
ReplyDeleteYou're very right kind, Bev. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteLove this episode. Fan-blooy-tastic episode. When I think back to my favorite TNG episodes, they usually have Beverly in them. Probably the most under utilized character in ALL of Trek but she had some GREAT episodes.
ReplyDeleteI remember (np pun intended) watching 'Remember Me' when I was in 7th grade and recovering from apendicitus. I almost died and it took me a week or two to recover because of a low white blood cell count. Luckily, UPN44 in Tampa played TNG, like, 100 times a day so I watched the entire run of TNG in two weeks. . .and this one stuck out as did the other Beverly episode 'Suspicions'. Great ep.
Loved your write up. I love when people get personal and explain how things relate to them. TNG helped me get through a personal tough time and it's great that this episode helped you and effected you but in a different way. Very cool.
You nailed it about Beverly Crusher in ST:TNG, Will. And Suspicions is a great ep.
ReplyDeleteAn appendicitis in 7th grade? Owwwww!!! That's a lot to go through for a couple weeks off from school, buddy. I'm personally glad (along with your family, then and now) that you recovered. And thank you very much for your comment and kind words, my friend.