I should really, really hate Star Trek Generations. At the time of its release, my personal life was imploding. I was 24. My girlfriend of four years (who I thought I would marry) kicked me to the curb the day of its release, and my professional outlook was bleak at best. I was eagerly anticipating its release, knowing it would be the swan song for my beloved original crew, and here I was, engulfed by a bleak pall. Given its reputation among Trek fans, you'd think seeing it would've done nothing to improve my dark mood.
I liked it. I still do. That might have something to do with sentimentality and my mental state when I saw it, but I have watched Generations many times over the years, and its themes of mortality, change, and ultimately, hope, still resonate with me. Its execution was somewhat flawed, but I loved the acting. I loved the action sequences, especially the destruction of the Enterprise.