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Captain, I'm busy," Marta Batanides protested. Her coiffed pillow of brown hair was showing the strain; errant tendrils feathered her neck. "I don't have time to argue with you about this."

Captain Rachel Garrett gave a short bark of derisive laughter, though none of this was funny in the slightest. She was so angry, the muscles in her neck were taut as Vulcan lute strings and her shoulders hurt. She knew she'd pay for this later--a migraine to beat the band for sure. Just as soon as she had the time and luxury to have one.

Thank God, she was in her Ready Room (where she seemed to be spending an inordinate amount of time these days, tending to business). When the Vulcan warpshuttle had come alongside Enterprise an hour ago, Garrett had such a heated exchange with the Starfleet Intelligence officer onboard--a Lieutenant Laura Burke--the Enterprise's bridge hummed with tension. After that, she decided that it was better to do battle with Starfleet Intelligence in private, with the gloves off: mano a mano, as it were.

"You don't have time? Gee, that's too bad. I suggest you make it, Marta." Unlike Batanides, Garrett didn't take refuge behind formalities. The two women had known each other--albeit briefly--when Garrett had been on a layover on Starbase Earhart in 2327. Garrett had heading back to the Carthage, where she was XO. Batanides was fresh out of the Academy. Batanides was a striking woman then--a lean brunette with a long neck and wide, almost oval-shaped blue eyes--and Garrett had seen nothing in the face that stared out of her companel to change her opinion. The two women had struck up a casual friendship; Garrett wasn't there long enough for more than a few drinks in the bar. Garrett remembered Batanides as a gawky, somewhat anxious young ensign waiting for her first assignment. There were two others from her class, she recalled, close friends that Garrett hadn't met at all, though she'd heard through the grapevine that there'd been a bar fight the day after Garrett shipped out: a couple of Nausciaans and one of Batanides's friends. The friend was unarmed, and so, of course, one of the Nausicaans pulled a knife. Stabbed Batanides's friend in the back, right through the heart, or so Garrett understood. It figured; Nausicaans were never known to worry about little things, like fair play.

Well, as far as Garrett was concerned, it would be fair play all the way as long as she was in charge of Enterprise: everything on the up and up, and out front, something Starfleet Intelligence wasn't exactly famous for.

"Now," Garrett said, taking aim with her right index finger, "either you deal straight with me, or your people are going to hang in space a long, long time, and I mean it, Marta. I'll take this as high as it needs to go. I am not going along with this until I understand why the hell they're here in the first place. They show up unannounced, no advance warning, no contact from Starfleet Command, nothing. I don't get a single communiqué; no one's on the horn to me. Last time I checked, our communications systems were working just fine. So I'll just chalk it up to an oversight on your part. But you want cooperation from this moment forward? Then you damn well ask me for it. Now, on whose authority is Burke here?"

To her credit, Batanides sat through Garrett's diatribe without a squeak of protest, though Garrett could tell by the way that Batanides's lips thinned until her mouth disappeared that the woman was not pleased.

"Burke has authorization from Starfleet Intelligence," said Batanides.

"Meaning you. Sorry, Marta, not good enough." Garrett wagged her head from side to side. "That's not the way things run on my ship. I call the shots, not Starfleet Intelligence, and in case you haven't noticed, Commander, you don't outrank me. The way I see it, you're asking for a favor I don't have to grant. Okay, fine. You want me to do you a favor? Then you damn-well make the time and tell me why the hell Starfleet Intelligence is so interested in Halak--my first officer, might I add--or I send your people packing."

"Captain, don't force me to..."

"To what Garrett interrupted. Batanides didn't know, but Garrett didn't respond well to threats, and was just as likely to come out swinging if Batanides so much as twitched. "Go to a higher-up? Great. Do it. The more higher-ups involved, the better."

"Why are you being so antagonistic?"

"Let's just say I don't like people who make their living working in the shadows. I prefer things straight on. I like to know whom I'm dealing with. Now I know there's good and valuable work that SI does," Garrett said, not believing a word but knowing she had to give Batanides something, "and I understand that intelligence operatives have their place. I'm not naïve, and I'm not particularly pugilistic."

(Oh, really?)

"Really," Garrett said, as much to Batanides as that little voice in her head. "But, you know, my plate's a little full right now. In case you haven't noticed, one of my officers is dead, and my XO is being held pending an inquiry. I don't need your people running around on my ship. Starfleet Intelligence comes aboard, I have a whole new set of headaches, and I sure as hell don't have time to baby-sit your people."

"No one's asking you to," said Batanides. "All I'm asking is that they pursue their own investigation and sit in on the inquiry."

"Why? And into what?" Garrett jabbed the point of her index finger into her desk. "Damn it, Marta, you're presuming a lot. I've been on the up and up with you. I filed my report, and I'll hold an inquiry, thanks. Everything will be by the book. Presuming there's sufficient evidence to press specific charges--and that's putting the cart before the horse, you know, because we haven't had the damn inquiry--I'll remand Commander Halak to Starfleet Command for further disciplinary action, if it's needed. You can get a crack at him then. What's so important about the inquiry that you people want in?"

Batanides's tongue flicked over her lips. "Look, Captain, you're asking the impossible. I can only say that we're interested in Commander Halak's story."

"Story?" There was something about the way Batanides said the word that made Garrett uneasy. "Are you saying you don't believe my first officer?"

"I said we were interested."

"May I ask why?"

Batanides blew out, backhanded a wisp of hair fluttering along her cheek. "Captain, I can't. Please understand my position. Most of what you want is classified."

"At what level?"

"Need to know."

"And you don't think I need to know."

"No, you don't," said Batanides, with such bluntness that Garrett blinked. "I'm sorry, but if the gloves are off here..."

"Please," Garrett held up her hands, palms out, "don't pull punches on my account. The gloves are off and...?"

"And the simple truth is, Captain, you and your crew are unimportant. You are not part of the bigger picture."

Ouch. Well, at least the woman got to the point. "Bigger picture."

Batanides dragged in a deep breath. Exhaled. "Lieutenant Laura Burke is part of an ongoing covert investigation into certain aspects of, shall we say, government on Farius Prime."

"Government." Garrett chewed the word. "A euphemism for?"

"The Asfar Qatala and Orion Syndicate."

"Organized crime. Okay." Garrett spread her hands, hiked her shoulders. "So what? What about them? It's not like they're some sort of secret."

"But it's not every day that a Starfleet officer chooses to go to a place where organized crime substitutes for law and order."

Garrett had known that; in fact, she had a couple questions of her own about Halak's choices. Still, she shook her head. "It's not a proscribed world. Commander Halak didn't break any rules." She decided not to add that she thought Halak's judgment stunk. Need to know, Marta.

"We're aware of that aspect of the case. But he might be."

"Be what? Involved? Halak?" Garrett had a sudden inspiration. "Does this have anything to do with that flap over the Ryns eight months back, before he transferred here?"

"Possibly. I'm sorry," Batanides said quickly, in answer to Garrett's grunt of exasperation. "That's all I can say. Really. Try to understand my position. Just how covert would anything be if I, or any other intelligence operative, had to explain every nuance, every move?"

She had a point; Garrett gave her that. "And the Vulcan?"

"Lieutenant Sivek, yes. We have enlisted the cooperation of Vulcan's security agency, V'Shar. Sivek's on loan."

"Why is Vulcan interested?"

"Same reason as the Andorians, the Threllians, the Pythagos Clans. They're all Federation worlds, and the Federation, as a whole, is more than a little concerned about red ice."

"Red ice." Garrett searched her memory. "A genetically altered opiate."

"Right. At first, it showed up on a colony or two, none of them Federation. It may seem cold and calculated, but the Federation has enough to worry about. Playing the universe's policeman means your resources get stretched, so you pick and choose what to worry about."

Garrett knew it wasn't fair, but she said it anyway. "So as long as red ice killed other people--non-Federation worlds, of course--then it was okay?"

"I'll just that pass," said Batanides dryly. "Two years ago, red ice started popping up on Federation colonies. The remote ones, mainly, as if whoever distributing it knew that bypassing busier worlds would keep them in business longer. The Federation wants to stop the spread of the drug; they've asked for our help."

"Fair enough. What does this have to do with my first officer?"

"We just want to listen to what he has to say. He's been on Farius Prime; for whatever reason, he became a target. We want to know why. Other Starfleet officers have been to the planet and left without incident. Now, Burke and Lieutenant Sivek are trained investigators and excellent intelligence officers. I... we'd like you to give them access to Commander Halak's ship."

Ah, the royal we. "For what purpose?"

"First, a complete and thorough search. Then the inquiry, and it's more than likely we'll want to ask Commander Halak some questions. Maybe have a few revelations of our own. Then, depending on what we. . . you find, we go from there."

"We."

"Yes, Captain, we. We will consult with one another; we, in conjunction with other Starfleet officers, will decide what to do."

"Just how much weight will my opinion have?"

For the first time, Batanides smiled. "Don't you think that depends on what we find, Captain?"

And, with that, Garrett had to be satisfied. After Batanides rang off, Garrett punched up the bridge, and gave the appropriate orders at which point Bulast informed her that Dr. Stern wanted to see her in Sickbay. Now.

"Actually," said Bulast, "the way she said now. . ."

"Meant yesterday." Garrett sighed. Stern was probably the only person aboard she let boss her around - to a point. "I got it. Tell her I'll be right down."

Great. Garrett ducked out of her ready room, bypassing the bridge, and scuttled down the hall toward a turbolift. The doors swished open; they hissed closed; and, as if on cue, Garrett's migraine thumped to life. This is just turning out to be another great day in a string of great days.

The Enterprise's chief medical officer, Jo Stern, eyed her captain as Garrett stepped into Stern's office in sickbay. "You look like hell," Stern said.

"Thanks," said Garrett, dropping into a chair across Stern's desk. She winced, blinked against the overhead lights. "You always keep it so damn bright in here?"

"Headache?" Stern depressed a control and the clear soundproof glass door to her office hummed shut.

"Worse." Propping her elbows on Stern's desk, Garrett washed her face with her hands. "Migraine."

Stern commanded the lights to half. "Want something for it?"

"No."

"Good, I'll have some, too." Stern pushed back from her desk and crossed to a thermos she kept filled with hot coffee for precisely these occasions. She siphoned out two gray stoneware mugs' worth and popped the top of a container of chilled cream. "Too early for a drink, so coffee will have to do. Lucky for you, caffeine does wonders for migraines. That's cream and two sugars, right?"

"Yeah. Thanks," Garrett said, accepting the mug of steaming coffee from her friend. Stern's brew was nearly as good as her own. Garrett inhaled, blew then sipped. She sighed, this time with pleasure. "You don't know how good this tastes."

"Bet I do," said Stern, sliding behind her desk again. She eyed Garrett through the steam rising from her own mug. "You ready to talk about that call from Ven yet?"

Stern was an old friend and knew about Garrett's divorce and the agony Garrett felt over her and Jase having to live apart. Still, Garrett wasn't really in the mood to re-hash it all. So, instead, Garrett sipped, swallowed. "Not really. Thanks, though."

"Suit yourself."

"Anyway, that's old news. A lot's happened since then." (The call had come a week ago, but Garrett felt like she'd aged twenty years.) Garrett cradled her mug in both hands, enjoying the warmth that came through the stoneware. "So what's on your mind, Jo? You gave Bulast the impression that this was some sort of emergency."

"In a way."

"Halak?"

"You could say that."

"How is he?"

"He looks like hell, too." Stern had a smoky voice that always reminded Garrett of dim bars. This was apt: Stern, like Garrett, took her bourbon neat. "But I'd say it's a toss-up who looks worse, you or him. Of course, Halak's got a lot of reasons. On the other hand, so do you. Other than the reasons we all know, like worrying about crew morale, having to make notification to next-of-kin, and whipping your acting first officer into shape... how is Bat-Levi doing, by the way?"

"She's good," said Garrett. "She was good at ops, and she's good at being the XO. But I have to admit, I was a little concerned at first."

"You mean, because of her looks."

"Sure. But I was thinking more about her mental stability."

"Another good reason for us to have a psychiatrist aboard this time out," said Stern. "Anyway, the Vulcans have vouched for her. So has Starfleet Medical. Still, she's a strange duck, though she's damned sharp, I'll give her that. But that's why you look like hell? Worrying about Darya Bat-Levi?"

"No. Starfleet Intelligence."

Stern groaned. "An oxymoron if ever there was one."

"That's a really old joke."

"About what you can expect from a really old wreck." Stern was 51, ten years Garrett's senior, and there wasn't a thread of gray anywhere in Stern's shock of wheat-colored hair that she habitually wore pulled back from her face in a tight ponytail that brushed the nape of her neck. A woman of strong opinions and acerbic wit, Stern was lean and wiry, with a square face and wide mouth. She wasn't beautiful and knew it; she didn't mourn that either. She had what she called her man's hands: large, capable, adept at manipulating a laser scalpel. "So what do they want?"

Garrett filled Stern in on her conversation with Batanides. "So we're to cooperate with Lieutenants Burke and Sivek, no matter what. I don't get it, frankly. What could Halak know that could possibly interest them?"

Stern looked thoughtful. "It might be nothing more complicated than what Batanides told you. Maybe they just want to de-brief him, hear what he saw or heard."

"Then why search the shuttle? We already did that anyway."

Stern made a face and drank from her mug. "You got me on that. So there's another agenda. You get any clue about what's between the lines?"

"Something about the Orion Syndicate and some other crime family, the Asfar Qatala, and red ice."

"Red ice?" Stern ran a blunt finger around her mug's rim. Her nails were flat-cut. "That's bad business. And they think Halak's involved?"

"How could he be? Anyway, it's Starfleet Intelligence's time to waste." Garrett gave a dismissive wave of her hand. "So what's going on with Halak?"

"Well, I think you can hold your inquiry in a couple of days. We have to wait for your two SI types to finish with their little dance anyway, right?" When Garrett nodded, Stern continued, "You know he might feel better if his captain visited."

"This is why you called? Wondering why I haven't been mopping my first officer's feverish brow?"

"Partly."

Garrett ducked her head over her coffee. "I've been busy."

"That's crap, Rachel," Stern said mildly. "Sure, you've been busy. Hell, we've all been busy. But he's your damned XO."

Garrett felt a wave of heat rise in her neck. "I know that."

"And?"

"And nothing," said Garrett. She picked up her mug, put it down without tasting, picked it up again. "What?"

Stern's face was impassive. "You want me to say it, or are you going to?"

"Say what?" (Stop playing dumb.) "Say what?"

"Cripes, Rachel, for a smart lady, you can be pretty willfully stupid sometimes, you know that? I'm talking about how you keep beating up this poor guy because he's not Nigel Holmes."

Garrett went rigid. "That's ridiculous."

(Liar, liar, liar.)

"Oh, crap," said Stern. "You can tell yourself that if you want to, and since you're the captain, I guess you can do any damned thing you please. But you'd have to be brain-dead not to notice that the two of you aren't exactly chummy."

"Chummy. I've been an XO, remember? There's no need for chumminess. It's a job, Jo, just a job."

"With responsibilities and delegation of duties based upon mutual respect and trust." Stern held up her hands in mock surrender. "Hey, don't get on my case; it's in the manual."

"Did it ever occur to you that our lack of chumminess might be mutual?"

"Is it?"

"Yes." She had to admit that Halak was more than competent, and she had developed a grudging fondness for the man, though he could be exasperating the way he argued.

(So can you.)

They'd always argued in private, but still. Halak had a savage intensity she found disturbing. Never outright subordinate, but... Halak seemed to be watching her. Weighing her against some internal scale, judging her ability to command the respect and loyalty of her crew before deciding whether or not she was worthy of his.

(Or maybe it's mutual. After all, Halak's no Nigel Holmes.)

And she missed Nigel. Nigel Holmes had been with Garrett from the moment she took command of the Enterprise three years before. She'd trusted Holmes; he'd saved her life on two occasions; and then she'd failed to save his. The Enterprise had been too far away from Holmes's shuttle when it came under attack from renegade Klingon smugglers, and Nigel had died.

Aloud, she said, "I think we're like two porcupines, Jo. I'm prickly about Nigel, and Halak's got whatever ghosts he's carting."

"So you haven't made the poor guy's life any easier."

"I think I just said that." Garrett felt the muscles of her jaw and neck tighten. "If you have a point, make it."

"I thought I just did. Even before all this happened, it's safe to say that you didn't exactly trust or respect the man. I know, I know," Stern held her palm like a traffic cop signaling a stop, "things aren't looking too good for him right now. Frankly, when I tell you what's on my mind..."

"There's more?"

"Don't get snide. All I'm saying is that you might be right not to trust him, but that's not my point. My point is that if you treat someone like a visitor you'd just as soon boot out the airlock without a helmet, it shouldn't be a surprise if the guy feels he can't come to you for help, or advice. Answer me this," Stern leaned on her folded forearms, "did you ever, once, invite this guy to have dinner with you? Once?"

"What does that...?"

"Fine, I'll take that as a no. And how often did you and Nigel have dinner? Or coffee? Or just plain talk?"

Too many times to count. "All right, point taken," said Garrett. She toyed with her mug. "I'll admit that it's been very hard since Nigel... died. I just can't get used to not seeing him on the bridge, that's all. And it's not what you're thinking."

"And what am I thinking?"

Garrett drew in a deep breath. "Come on, Jo, we're both grown-ups here. You're thinking love affair, right? Well, you're dead wrong. We were very good friends, and that's it. I was... comfortable with him, and it's been a long time since I felt comfortable with a man."

"You mean, anyone who wasn't Ven."

Garrett gave her a frank look. "That's right. Once burned, twice shy, I guess. I can work with men, fine. But talk? Really talk? That's another kettle of fish."

Stern shrugged. "I don't doubt that you work with men just fine. I've heard no complaints. Actually, the crew respects you, a lot. We'll get to the crew in a sec. Go on."

"There's nothing more to say. I miss Nigel, and it's my fault things worked out the way they did. He's dead because I made a command decision. I feel like I killed a friend, Jo, and I have to live with that."

"Okay," said Stern, nodding. "Okay. But there's no reason that Halak has to live with it. The poor guy didn't do anything but show up, you know? You want to keep beating up on yourself, go right ahead. I wouldn't recommend it, but be my guest. But don't take it out on Halak. He's got enough problems."

"All right, Doc." Garrett exhaled. "Point taken. Now what's this about the crew?"

Stern gave her a searching look, as if weighing whether to drop it and go on, or pursue what they'd been talking about. "A couple of things," she said, evidently deciding on the former. "Just want to put a bug in your ear, that's all. I did morning sick call. It was packed. An awful lot of somatic complaints. You know the drill: fatigue, upset stomachs. Headaches." She eyed Garrett.

Garrett ignored the inference. "And?"

"Crew's pretty shook up. They want to point fingers. Understandable."

"Anyone in particular?"

"More shook up than anyone else? Yeah. Castillo." Sighing, Stern threw her hands up in a what-can-you-do gesture. "I don't know, Rachel. Like I said, maybe it's good we've got a psychiatrist aboard this time around."

Garrett's concern was immediate. Castillo was young, she reflected, and he had all the qualities youth possessed: enthusiasm, energy, passion. He was also loyal and stubborn to a fault, and there had been a few times on the bridge when Garrett sensed the tension between Castillo and Halak. (And now, in light of what Stern had said, Garrett wondered if she hadn't helped that along.)

"He's that bad?" asked Garrett.

"Let's just say that he wouldn't mind if Halak went somewhere far away and never came back," said Stern.

"He told you this?"

Stern hiked one shoulder. "In not so many words. He talks. I listen. Right now, I'm not inclined to do anything more, but I might."

"Order him to see Tyvan? For what it's worth, whatever he's going through hasn't affected his work. I haven't picked up on anything other than what you'd expect."

"Of course not. You're the captain. Castillo practically worships the ground you walk on, for crying out loud. You think he's going to let you see anything? Anyway, I said I might send him to Tyvan. Depends on how things shake out. Actually, I'm hoping he goes on his own. Be good for him to come to that realization instead of being ordered."

"You think this is going to be trouble when Halak returns to duty."

"Yeah," said Stern, and paused. Then: "If he returns to duty."

Garrett's eyebrows shot for her hairline. "If? He's hurt that badly?"

"Oh, no, it's not that. His arm's much better. He can use it without a lot of difficulty. His side, too, though that cut was pretty damn deep. Three more centimeters to the right, and that knife would have gone into his kidney. He bled like stink. That's why he finally passed out. I had to give him a couple of transfusions just to get his blood pressure off the floor. Amazing, he managed to stay conscious long enough to pilot that shuttle. Chalk it up as one more mystery."

"Mystery." Garrett gave Stern a narrow look. "Referring to?"

Stern laced her fingers together and leaned her forearms on her desk. "Rachel, his story doesn't jibe."

Nach dem letzten Erfolgsalbum „Strange Phenomena“ (2000) gibt es nun wieder ein Album des österreichischen Singer/Songwriters.
Veröffentlicht auf dem deutschen „Acoustic Arts“ Label geht Bernd Felsberger wieder zurück an seine Wurzeln und bietet auf 12 Tracks Rock und Pop vom Feinsten und überzeugt mit seiner Stimme und seinem typischen Gitarrenstil.
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• Bei Home Theater Forum befasste sich Scott Kimball mit der fünften Staffel von Deep Space Nine auf DVD, und lobte vor allem den Handlungsbogen, der zum Krieg mit dem Dominion führt, die ausgezeichneten Einzelepisoden der fünften Staffel, und die seiner Ansicht nach wohl berühmteste Episode der Serie, 'Trials and Tribble-ations'. Weiterhin lobte er das Zusatzmaterial, hauptsächlich hierbei das "Making of" zur vorgenannten Episode, sowie das Interview mit Colm Meaney für das Besatzungsdossier über Miles Edward o'Brien.
  
  
• Steve Krutzler von Trekweb ist auch voll des Lobes für die fünfte Staffelbox der Serie, was sich auch in seiner Bewertung niederschlug: Fünf von fünf möglichen Sternen bekam dieses Set in seinem Review. Auch er lobt vor allem die Episoden der Staffel wie auch die Entwicklung der einzelnen Charaktere, wobei er hier besonders Marc Alaimo und Jeff Combs hervorhebt. Weniger zufrieden war er mit dem Makeup und dem zur Darstellung der Station benutzten Bildmaterial, welches man offensichtlich schon in den vorherigen vier Staffeln benutzt hatte. Aber die 'Section 31 Hidden Files' machen diesen Umstand wieder weg, wobei er hier besonders das Interview mit Nana Visitor lobte.
  
  
• Nicht mal annähernd soviel Lob hat Steve für die Sammlerausgabe von Star Trek V: The Final Frontier über, die in seinem Review lediglich drei Sterne bekommen hat. "Das Bestreben eine grossartige Geschichte zu erzählen, konnte nicht gegen die Budgetbeschränkungen des Studios und die Unerfahrenheite des Regisseurs bestehen", schreibt er. Enttäuscht war er auch von der Qualität des Bildmaterials und den nicht gerade sehr spannenden Kommentaren bei den Extras. Sein komplettes Review hierzu ist unter diesem Hyperlink zu finden.
  
  
• DVD File gab dem fünften Trek-Film in der Sammlerausgabe eine etwas positivere Kritik, immerhin 3.5 von fünf möglichen Sternen. Hier war man etwas beeindruckter vom Bild der DVD und auch von den Kommentaren, allerdings fand der Film an sich und die schlechten Schnitte keine Freunde bei 'DVD File'.
  
  
• Wir haben mit 'Home Theater Forum' angefangen, also hören wir auch damit auch, denn dort schrieb Kimball auch ein Review zu 'The final Frontier'. Seiner Ansicht nach ist der Film in seiner Kernaussage nicht schlecht, aber auch er bemängelt das Bild und die teilweise langatmige Story. Was die "Deleted Scences" bei den Extras angeht, so sind die auch nicht weiter erwähnenswert. Mehr dazu in seinem kompletten Review.

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Hallo!

Vielen Dank für Ihre E-Mail und Ihr Interesse an RTL II.

Am Mittwoch, 20.8.2003 strahlten wir die letzte Folge der 6. und neuesten Staffel von "Stargate" aus. Danach bleibt die Serie aber auf dem bekannten Sendeplatz erhalten, mit der Austrahlung älterer Folgen.

Für das Jahr 2004 ist dann die 7. Staffel vorgesehen, ein exakter Zeitpunkt für die Ausstrahlung steht momentan aber noch nicht fest.

Wir hoffen sehr, Ihnen mit dieser Information weitergeholfen zu haben und wünschen Ihnen weiterhin viel Spass beim Programm von RTL II.

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Auf den sechs DVDs werden alle 22 Episoden der vierten Staffel enthalten sein, und in Amerika - wie die ersten drei Staffeln auch - wieder knapp an die einhundert Dollar kosten.

Folgende Spezifikationen wurden für das Set veröffentlicht, die in Deutschland wohl ähnlich sein werden:

• Anamorphic Widescreen Presentations
  
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• Introduction to Season 4 by Series Creator J. Michael Straczynski
  
• Two Commentaries by Series Creator J. Michael Straczynski
  
• Commentary by Actors Bruce Boxleitner, Jerry Doyle, Peter Jurasik and Patricia Tallman
  
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• Gag Reel & Episode Previews

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STAR TREK MAGAZIN #23 Pressemitteilung

Im Inhalt des offiziellen deutschen Star Trek Magazins #23 findet man:

DIE BESTEN STAR TREK-FILMMOMENTE

25 Jahre sind vergangen, seit Star Trek seinen Weg auf die große Leinwand gefunden hat. In dieser langen Zeit hat die Reihe es auf zehn Filme gebracht, sechs mit der alten, klassischen Crew, vier mit der nächsten Generation. Da die Filme auch stets über höhere Budgets verfügten als ihre Serienpendants, konnten sie natürlich weit mehr bieten, was die Effekttechnik betrifft. Doch Seele und Herz eines jeden Star Trek-Films bleiben die Figuren und ihre Geschichten. Und nun, nach so vielen Jahren, ist der perfekte Zeitpunkt gekommen, die zehn schönsten Momente der Filme noch einmal Revue passieren zu lassen.

NICHTS IST SO, WIE ES EINMAL WAR

Die Produzenten von Enterprise haben für die dritte Season der Prequel-Serie radikale Veränderungen angekündigt. Was wird uns wohl bevorstehen?

MICHAEL WESTMORE

Der Mann für 1000 Gesichter, der Mann hinter den Star Trek-Aliens.

JOHN BILLINGSLEY INTERVIEW

Bevor er die Rolle des Doktor Phlox in Enterprise erhielt, hatte er schon etwa 50 Rollen in TV-Produktionen wie NYPD Blue, The Practice, Pretender, Akte X oder Roswell und in Kinofilmen wie Crocodile Dundee in Los Angeles oder Weißer Oleander gespielt.

BRENT SPINER INTERVIEW

Kurz vor der deutschen Kinopremiere von Star Trek: Nemesis konnten wir ein Interview mit Brent Spiner führen. Trotz der zahlreichen Foto- und Interviewtermine war der Darsteller des beliebten Androiden Data immer noch entspannt. Er sprach über das mögliche Ende der Next Generation-Filme, über die Vor- und Nachteile des Androiden-Daseins und viele andere Dinge, mal scherzhaft oder ironisch, mal ernsthaft und nachdenklich.

RICK BERMAN

Seit Star Trek: The Next Generation hält der Executive Producer Rick Berman alle Fäden des Star Trek-Universums in Händen. Wie verlief sein Aufstieg und wohin wird Berman das Franchise in Zukunft führen?

Und vieles mehr...

Ab dem 10.09.2003 im Zeitschriftenhandel! Mehr Infos zu Ausgabe #23 unter: www.startrek-magazin.com

Wir wünschen Viel Spaß beim Lesen und Informieren Euch rechtzeitig zur nächsten Ausgabe.

Zum einen wäre da "Der Herr der Ringe - die zwei Türme", über den gesagt wird:

Die zwei Türme" fährt beinahe nahtlos dort fort, wo der erste Teil geendet hat. Da die "Gefährten" nun getrennte Wege gehen, spielt der Film auf verschiedenen Handlungsebenen, zwischen denen immer wieder gewechselt wird. Während der erste Teil noch durch die Einführung der Charaktere, die Entwicklung der Story und viele verschiedene Handlungsorte bestimmt war, dominiert in dieser Fortsetzung vor allem (unter Einsatz vieler Computereffekte) die Action in längeren Kampfsequenzen. Die Handlung entwickelt sich stellenweise etwas gemächlich, unter anderem, weil immer wieder zwischendurch viel Mythos und Pathos zelebriert werden. Die Fortsetzung ist weitaus düsterer als noch der gerade am Anfang recht idyllische erste Teil. Bis auf die kleinen Späßchen von Gimli wirken die meisten anderen Figuren humorlos wie manch ein Gewerkschaftsfunktionär. Eines der interessantesten inhaltlichen Ereignisse ist der Auftritt von "My Prescious"-Gollum, der bislang nur eine Randrolle spielte, aber in diesem Film zu einem der wichtigen Charaktere wird und durch seine vom Satzbau etwas wirren Dialoge recht exotisch wirkt.

"Die Zwei Türme" ist noch bildgewaltiger geworden als der erste Teil. Kaum eine Szene vergeht, in der nicht die Kamera perfekt getimte elegante Fahrten veranstaltet. Und insbesondere bei den großen Schlachten und Aufnahmen der bedrohlichen Armee macht "Die Zwei Türme" in seinen vielen Weitwinkelaufnahmen wie nur wenige Filme vom breiten Cinemascope-Format extensiven Gebrauch. Für Action-Fans bietet der zweite Teil noch einmal einen deutlichen Sprung gegenüber den "Gefährten", ganz so abwechslungsreich und flüssig ist der Handlungsablauf hier aber nicht mehr. Und zwischen den Frames des Zelluloids kommt auch stellenweise ein unterschwelliger Hang zur Mythologisierung zum Vorschein, der schon leichte Tendenzen zur Selbstinszenierung aufweist, auch wenn dies so mancher Tolkien-Fan nicht gerne hören mag.

Auch die vierte Staffel von Deep Space Nine wurde getestet und bewertet:

In der vierten Staffel nimmt das Intrigenspiel der verschiedenen Rassen, die im Umfeld des Wurmlochs und der Raumstation "Deep Space Nine" ihre Interessen vertreten, weiterhin an Dynamik zu und bekommt sogar eine neue Komponente: Der Klingone Worf wird von der "Enterprise" auf DSN versetzt und bringt damit neben den bekannten Episoden um das Thema "Kampf und Klingonenehre" auch die klingonische Interessenpolitik mit in die Serie ein. Neben den großen Episoden, die die Konflikte der verschiedenen um das Wurmloch versammelten Mächte zum Thema haben, gibt es aber in dieser Staffel auch wieder viele Einzel-Folgen, die interessant sind: So z.B. "Kleine grüne Männchen", wo man erfährt, was die Ferengi mit dem Roswell-UFO zu tun haben, "Die Übernahme", eine Episode, die zeigt, wohin religiöse Orthodoxie schnell führen kann, oder "Der Besuch", wo Jake Sisko als alter Mann seine Lebensgeschichte und die von Deep Space Nine erzählt. Bis auf nur wenige Ausnahmen bietet diese DSN-Staffel durchweg interessante Episoden aus den verschiedensten Themengebieten, so dass diese DVD-Box bei "Trekkies" mit Sicherheit ihren Platz finden wird.

Und zu guter letzt verliert die Website auch Worte zur UK Version von "24 Season 2":

Auch die zweite Staffel von "24" besteht wieder aus insgesamt 24 Episoden, die die Ereignisse im Zeitraum eines einzigen Tages, also 24 Stunden, erzählen. Entsprechend soll die Serie in Echtzeit laufen, was allerdings nur dann stimmt, wenn man die kurzen Pausen für die Werbespots berücksichtigt, die der mitlaufende Timer mit einbezieht. Da die Episoden selbst aber nur eine Laufzeit von meist rund 42 Minuten haben und obendrein am Anfang jeder Episode noch eine kurze Zusammenfassung der Ereignisse der vorherigen Episode gebracht wird, kommt man insgesamt nur auf rund 16 Stunden, wenn man sich die DVDs nonstop ansieht. "24" besteht nicht einfach nur aus kleinen Geschichten, die innerhalb einer Episode zu Ende erzählt werden, sondern bietet eine zusammenhängende Handlung, die erst mit der letzten Episode ein Ende findet und somit eine wohltuende Abwechslung vom Serien-Einheitsbrei bietet, wie man sie sonst nur bei wenigen Serien wie "Twin Peaks" findet. So haben die Episoden auch keine Namen, sondern werden nach dem Stand der Uhrzeit benannt, die immer wieder während der Serie eingeblendet wird. Leider blieben die Episoden auch so erhalten, wie sie fürs Fernsehen produziert wurden. Man bekommt also jedes Mal einen Vor- und Abspann zu sehen und kann die Serie nicht vollkommen kontinuierlich ansehen. Auch die kurzen Abblendungen für die Werbepausen und die Zusammenfassungen "Previously on 24" zu Beginn jeder Episode nerven ein wenig.

Alle diese drei Produkte wurden auf Bild, Ton und Specials getestet, die Reviews sind dementsprechend umfangreich. Einfach Areadvd.de besuchen und lesen!

• Der Trailer für Michael Dorn's (TNG: Worf) "The Gristle", eine Verbrecher-Komödie, ist bei Lightyear zu finden.
  
  
• MSNBC berichtet, daß zu Ehren von Ray Bradburry's Geburtstag, Nichelle Nichols (TOS: Uhura) ihm ein Star Trek-Abzeichen überreicht hat, welches ihn zu einem Ehrenmitglied der Enterprse-Crew macht.
  
  
• Bryan Fuller, der ehemalige Star Trek-Autor, lobt die Serie "Buffy - Im Banne der Dämonen" für die Erschaffung einer starken Fantasy-Heldin, welche die Erschaffung der Charaktere möglich machte, die er für "Dead Like Me" und "Wonderfalls" schuf.
  
  
• SoapNet bringt eine Wiederholung seines Specials "They started on Soaps", in dem neben Kate Mulgrew (VOY: Kathryn Janeway) auch andere Schauspieler vorkommen.
  
  
• Sci-Fi Talk hat ein Interview mit John Fleck (ENT: Silik) online, in dem der Schauspieler über Enterprise und seine Rolle in "Carnivale" spricht. Klicken sie hier um sich das Interview anzuhören.
  
  
• Bei Sci-Fi Pulse gibt es Neuigkeiten und Kommentare der Autoren der ersten drei "Star Trek: The Lost Era"-Romane.