I preferred the first season. The second felt like two episodes, then one long one broken into seven parts, then one final one. Wasted opportunities everywhere. Predictable storyline — wasted Han Solo Rios magically loves and wants to stay in the 21st century right before the apocalypse. No butterfly wing flaps there. Cheesy victory lap references to stuff we know — the Excelsior, Grissom, Ten Forward (she had a bar on Earth, in what should be Great Barrier Reef II after the Hermosa Earthquake Janeway mentioned, centuries earlier named after the bar she’d have in the future in the forward section of Deck 10?) etc — underutilizing Q and Baltar, committing the GEN sin of making Shatner’s horse fetish/Stewart’s parental history part of their characters, then that godawful CG blockade of a puttering interstellar phenomenon.
…okay, I’m going on too much about this. I haven’t written about my feelings vis-à-vis season 2 before I don’t think.
But season 1 took itself more seriously and tried to do something different and succeeded at it. PIC is not TNG, and it’s best enjoyed understanding that. Hell, the TNG movies were so bad, I consider them their own parallel universe or supplementary material to the series proper, but I can’t take them seriously either.
I appreciate that we’re getting Patrick Stewart and this character back for a treat that is this series, and enjoying it on its own grounds. TNG remains unchanged in my mind and the gold standard for me. My only hope is that next season they give the TNG characters some real pathos I can respect like I did basically everyone’s in season 1. Troi had probably her best work as a counselor in “Nepenthe” — oh what a character can do when the writers know how to write for them. Again, can’t wait for season 3. Hopefully it will be itself distinct and better than even season 1.