I didn't see it opening day as I did all future Treks. In fact, I came really close to not seeing it at all. At the end of the school year, I found out I had to go to Summer School. I intercepted the notice so my mother wouldn't find out and then I could enjoy my summer vacation. Fat chance; mom found out and the punishment was cruel - no movies all summer.
No movies? But…Star Trek II comes out in June!
(I swear, it was right out of The Simpon's episode "Itchy and Scratchy - The Movie" - except it happened to me first)
I was crushed. My dad and sister saw it and loved it. I wound up the novelization. That wasn't quite as satisfying. It was a long, depressing summer as my friends called to ask me to go and I couldn't. The town's biggest Trekkie and I wasn't going to see the movie.
As the summer drew to a close, my mother and I went camping (why? No recollection, but my parents were separated, so it may have been some singles "parents without partners" thing). It wasn't much fun, mom wasn't made for camping. It was out in the Hamptons somewhere and to pass the time, we were walking through town. We passed a small theater showing Star Trek II. I didn't ask. I knew better. Mom spotted it and, apparently a few things popped into her head: "he's been good all summer. He's suffered through this stupid camping trip. Why should I miss the movie because of his idiocy?" So she asked "do you want to see it?"
Do Klingons fart in airlocks? Lead me to it!
So there, in the Hamptons, just before it left theaters, I got to see Star Trek II. I remember being a little disappointed that all the stuff in the book wasn't in there (this was before I grew a brain), but still really enjoyed it. Spock died and mom sniffled. Kirk said his eulogy and she wiped a tear. Kirk hugged his son and she said "that did it." And started bawling.
I learned my lesson: don't get caught doing anything really bad just before a Star Trek movie comes out.