Nearly two years ago, in the early days of Rocketpunk Manifesto, I had this to say about the original Star Trek:
The Trek universe may be a mass of inconsistencies stitched together by unconvincing retcons, and the Enterprise may look like a 1950s automobile hood ornament. (Why were Klingon battlecruisers so much cooler?) Those are not what we remember: We remember Scotty and Bones, Sulu and Uhura, each bringing not just specialized skills but a distinct perspective. "I'm a doctor, Jim, not a scriptwriter!"I saw the new movie yesterday, and the quoted passage turns out to work nicely as a thumnail review. The plot is unmemorable, the effects generic CGI, the bad guy a pale shadow of Khan - who cares? Those are all incidentals. What the film gets right, splendidly right, are the characters. The actors - as scads of reviewers have already noted - don't try to imitate their predecessors. They inhabit their roles, and make them their own.
It works. If you haven't seen it, do so.