Along with "Deep Space Nine", and "Voyager", the "Next Generation" series was a sorry attempt to combine the vast science fiction realm of "Star Trek" with the daytime "soap opera" genre.
In lieu of James T. Kirk, the spitfire captain who could punch his way out of any scrap, be it in space or one on one in the arena, we have Captain Jean Luke Piccard, the great [bleep!]t. And so follows episode after episode of the fabled, bald-headed captain who endeavors to save the galaxy, while proving that in actuallity he is incapable of even talking his way out of a paper sack.
In "Star Trek: Generations", we are treated to the rare joy of watching Egg-Head meets Spitfire, and gets creamed.
Just as the characters and plots of the Next Generation series proved to be drastically inferior to the originals, so also does the music of this film.
A slow, plodding theme, lacking drive and personality; Considering the nature of the film for which the piece was composed, this is hardly surpising.
Dennis McCarthy, I am convinced, did the best he could with what he had to work with. Even the legendary Jerry Goldsmith, when faced with a particularly pathetic film like "The Swarm", could only turn out a mediocre score.