Captain Seven of Nine | Perfect Finale Scene | Star Trek Picard 3x10 #startrekpicard Jeri Ryan

I know I'm not the only Trekker here.
And I'm also not someone who remembers who wrote what, when, or why. Because memory is in my heart and in my head, not in a cold Stardate.

I tried to procrastinate watching this third season after the first two left me utterly disappointed.

But human nature is what it is.
And so is compulsion.

Watching the entire exegesis of the Trek myth and rite revisited broke my heart because a Fan is a Fan.
And the Fan WANTS to see the characters they loved again, but they want to see them as they are now, not how they were when they were young.
And in this, we reach positively excruciating levels.
Aside from a catatonic Picard and a heavily wigged Riker, just seeing Seven of Nine, Dr. Crusher, Laforge, Tuvok, Data himself, Deanna Troi, Ro Laren, Worf, etc., aged naturally can only open the heart of the enthusiast.
And some of them—especially Seven, I mean, come on—are even more beautiful than when they were young!

But.

But the Story is missing!
A completely horizontal plot, with a mute shapeshifting villain addicted to tobacco subjected to an undefined higher entity, with flashbacks and flash-forwards thrown in haphazardly, dialogues that are sometimes childish, a scrappy script: you can't have Seven of Nine making out with Anna Mazzamauro! What the hell!

But now I have three episodes left, and I'll grit my teeth.
Even those seem forced, savasandír.

We're old, Noodels.