The original Star Trek crew comes face to face with their newer, sexier counterparts in a comic by Ward Sutton at the Village Voice. (Personally, I always felt with the exception of Deanna Troi's ridiculous counselor leotard, the clothing in the Trek spinoffs were much more utilitarian -- at least for the ladies -- compared to the barely butt-covering miniskirts of original Trek.)

The point of the cartoon -- beyond the fanfiction amusement of seeing worlds collide -- is that J.J. Abrams has made the Star Trek relevant again not by catering to the obscure nostalgia of fans (or the tantrums of over-entitled actors) but by rather making a clean break from habit of rehash that has pulled the franchise into a steady creative decline. (Superhero comics, are you listening?) Star Trek '09 zeroes in on the heart and soul of what makes this franchise great, cuts the fat, and makes it into tremendously entertaining -- and accessible -- 21st century fun.

Go see it, go see it, go see it.