Season two of Star Trek: Picard is like season three of Star Trek: The Next Generation in that it has found its footing, figured out what it is and where it wants to go, and is now busy reminding me why Star Trek is, without exception, the best goddamned franchise in the history of science fiction.
The movie was great, the music was great, Gotham was great, Catwoman was PERFECT, and Robert Pattinson was surprisingly fantastic as Batman, but the frail looking, overly angsty goth boy they got to play Bruce Wayne could have used a little work.