The guys need a foil, and it's always been Gavin. I personally would have put him on the plane in the second to last ep rather than now. Having Richard and him butting heads on the same team would have made for a great arc.

Having binge watched the entire 3.5 seasons last week, I have to say the ENTIRE series has been assembled as a sitcom. They get a major crisis, one of them gets a brilliant idea or someone steps in at the last second to fix the issue.
I find it actually remarkable how well they pull it off over and over.

I actually thought they were the Shitty Beetles this whole time.

To Serve Man

"It goes easily into my Ford minivan with foot-activated liftgate!"

That is LITERALLY he silliest thing I've heard. Or remembered. Did you fall in a pit?

I already did! Did you look under there though?

Not to mention he's totally cool to those that shout out greetings. It was like a little present on the roads of Burbank all the time to see his rides.

You right: Pratt's dick's spotted!

You do know he's constantly taking his rides out for spins, and not in front of a camera, right? On any given day if you drove around Bob Hope airport you'd likely see him taking them out.
Give the man some credit for at least putting them towards their intended purpose and not just collecting dust in his warehouse.…

I agree with Cookie about your second spoiler: they clearly portrayed a character arc not only from the first film, but from the beginning of this one too. In fact, it's pretty much the entire plot of the character in Vol 2.

Y'see, this is exactly why I don't get why people are like "my kid can handle it" when it comes to terrifying stuff in films.
In retrospect, I never should have convinced my dad to rent Robocop at the age of 10.

Seriously, this. I thought it was coming in the fall.

Seconded. Really nice people too.

Don't. Praise. The. Political. Machine.

Probably should see a proctologist about that.

I'd agree to the latter. Provides of course he admits this was always the case.
I get that ST was based on a fascist book, and Berehoven was very good at turning the lens back on the media, rampant consumerism and his own industry, to say nothing of government.
But gah, watching Dr. Christmas and Poor Man's Tarzan…

Well good thing I got my money back then before I had to endure it.

And which movie is that, pray tell?

Starship Troopers. Walked out 35 minutes in, for my money back.
I wasn't interested in seeing Ken and Barbie go to space. That, and Doogie Houser as some sort of SS scientist.
Ironically, I almost walked out on another Paul Verhoeven film two years earlier – – Showgirls.
But then Jessie Spano whipped off her top and…