Denim Shirts of the Silver Screen: Star Trek “Patterns of Force”

I’m sure I’m not the first person to have noticed this, but it’s new to me, and I am amused by it–so here we are.

I’ve been knitting a lot this past month, and Star Trek has proved to be good comforting background noise while I work. I started off with the movies (all the movies, from The Motion Picture to Beyond, including the stupid whale one), which I own and have seen a few times (an ex liked to rewatch them all at Christmas, and that’s the kind of nonsense tradition I can get behind). And then, since I still had more knitting to do, I started in on the original series. I would have seen reruns on television growing up, but I didn’t remember anything specific from the show, so it was all new to me in 2017. I was weirdly impressed–it’s still sexist and racist, and deeply absurd–but it was obviously trying, and its optimism has been oddly comforting in these politically tumultuous times.

Now, with that justification out of the way… BEHOLD:

Kirk’s lookin’ kinda good in that chambray number, no?

Clearly Kirk needed to be the sexy one while Spock gets stuck in an absolute potato sack of a sweater. But does the transporter randomly undo pocket buttons?

Or was [Canadian national treasure] William Shatner taking the piss out of the costume designer?

Because seriously… the scene only lasts a few moments, but those damn pocket buttons do-and-undo themselves in a different configuration in almost every cut.

How glorious! There are plenty of continuity faults in the show, but this one’s my fave.

Of course, Trek being Trek, Kirk does not stay in that shirt for long! He and Spock strip down and get whipped by Nazis (it’s a weird episode), and we get a good long look at Shatner’s oiled up chest (with lipstick streaks for whip marks?) as well as a rare view of bare Nimoy chest.

Just hilarious!

Denim Shirts of the Silver Screen: Jurassic Park

Jurassic Park is now on (Canadian) Netflix, and of course I had to watch. The costume design really caught my eye.

Laura Dern, you goddamn fox.

Of course I am digging the cuffed jeans and hiking boots. Very palaeontologist.

And Dr. I-Don’t-Like-Kids gets a denim shirt, too. (Also: this whole movie isn’t really so much about dinosaurs and rampant use of unproven technology, but about socializing Dr. What’s-his-nuts into liking children.)

Look at that little chambray wearing monster, all set to break down Dr. Whosit’s defences.

And I do love how after spending hours getting attacked by dinosaurs and sleeping in a tree, these two have maintained their perfectly tucked-in shirts. Good for keeping continuity, but perhaps not so realistic? No child likes to tuck in a shirt, especially into jeans.

But I know what you’re really wanting to see.

No denim in this shot, but still plenty to look at, no?

Link 42: Half-Naked Dudes

In case you need some brilliant cultural criticism for your Sunday: here’s Anne Helen Petersen on the meaning of male shirtlessness.

And in case you need some hot shirtless dudes for your Sunday: here’s Anne Helen Petersen on the meaning of male shirtlessness.

(Take your pick, or enjoy it both ways. I won’t judge.)