“I, Mudd” is written by Stephen Kandel and is directed
by Marc Daniels. It was filmed under
production code 41, was the 8th episode of Star Trek Season 2,
the 37th episode of Star Trek, and was broadcast on November
3, 1967.
“Mudd’s Women” was one of the few genuinely bad
episodes of the first season of Star Trek, but Roger C. Carmel as Harry Mudd
was camp enough that it was at least a fun trainwreck to watch. It’s honestly not a surprise that Stephen
Kandel wrote a sequel episode which sees Star Trek try to do a twist on I,
Robot with “I, Mudd”, at least in the episode’s title. This episode is certainly a time, a very fun time
that plays very heavily into 1960s tropes, though it’s at the very least an
improvement over “Mudd’s Women” in the fact that it doesn’t attempt to justify
sex trafficking and has genuinely impressive direction on some very limited sets
from Marc Daniels. The big issue with this
episode perhaps stems from the opening sequence being played incredibly straight. Harry Mudd has become the emperor of a
society of androids which he is going to use to steal the Enterprise stranding
the crew so the androids can observe the humans. The episode is essentially a play on being
trapped in a gilded cage, Mudd and the crew of the Enterprise being
provided for in any way they wish (and that means anything). The ideas present in “I, Mudd” are nothing
new for Star Trek, riffing on “The Menagerie” and “What Are Little Girls
Made Of?” equally, but the opening sequence attempts to set the episode up as
if it were to be more of a thriller. One
of Mudd’s androids, Norman played by Richard Tatro, has infiltrated the Enterprise
and forces it off course through subterfuge and violence against the crew and
with Daniels’ direction it’s played as thrilling and dangerous, but then once
Mudd is revealed you immediately get the sense that that’s not anywhere near
where the episode is going to be.
The second act of the episode then comes to an almost
complete stop before Kirk and company are able to formulate an exit strategy,
mainly held down by quite a bit of exposition and Kandel playing into some
outdated tropes. Roger C. Carmel is an
absolute joy to watch as Harry Mudd, once again turning in a completely over the
top performance where he has utilized several female android models. The androids are treated as robots throughout
the episode, though with elevated intelligence, and the issue with one of them
is that it’s a replica of Mudd’s nagging wife Stella, played by Kay Elliot, who
is fun but quite outdated. She’s there
so Mudd can get a comeuppance in the close of the episode which sees him left
on the planet with 500 Stella androids.
The androids eventually realize they’re being used so Mudd has to work
with the Enterprise crew to return them to their original programming,
which is where the episode snowballs into a beautiful farce. You already have Carmel camping it up from
his first scene, but Shatner, Nimoy, Kelley, Nichols, and Koenig all join him
in camping it up, crewmembers shooting Scotty with finger guns, playing false
musical instruments, and using logical paradoxes to short their
programming. It’s an act of television
that is genuinely wonderful to watch and everyone is just having such a good
time you just have to go along with it.
It’s also slightly bolstered by the gilded aspect of the gilded cage isn’t
just sexual, only Chekov is tempted by sex while everyone else has something to
tempt them based on their role on the Enterprise or personal life
(except Uhura who is just tempted with immortality).
Overall, “I, Mudd” is definitely the stronger of the two
appearances of Harcourt Fenton Mudd in Star Trek, owed mainly to
everyone else trying to one up the camp factor of Roger C. Carmel and the third
act of the episode going balls to the wall crazy in the best ways that it must
be seen to be believed. It’s not amazing
by any means, and the early sequence of the episode plays it serious and slow,
but once you have Harry Mudd sitting on a throne bringing out beautiful female
androids you just kind of go into the insanity of it. 6/10.
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