Filmmaker's Notebook: The Death and Resurrection of Making Things

There's a moment in the original Star Trek that always bothered me. Kirk and his crew, supposedly representing humanity's enlightened future, never seem to have any contemporary art. No pop music from the 23rd century, no modern literature, no fresh creative voices. They're perpetually nostalgic for Shakespeare, classical music, and ancient Earth cultures, as if creativity itself had fossilized somewhere between our time and theirs. I used to think this was just lazy writing - science fiction...