***WARNING. If you are currently watching The X-Files right now for the first time, DO NOT READ THIS POST. It will contain some serious spoilers.
As most of you have probably guessed by now, I am a huge fan of The X-Files.
No. “Huge fan” doesn’t even begin to describe it. I am obsessed, but obsessed in a way that is entirely unhealthy and satisfying at the same time. You see, I’m the kind of person who goes through phases of fandom. I’ll always love The X-Files, but there are periods of time I won’t watch it, and then suddenly I’ll have this sudden urge to watch an episode and before I know it I’m watching episode after episode and I can’t do anything else or think about anything else. Every thought I have is somehow redirected to The X-Files; every situation I find myself in I relate to the events in the show.
When I first watched the show, however, I stopped at Season 8 because Mulder was gone. This isn’t so unheard of; many of the fans did. The show is about Mulder and Scully, and it just wasn’t the same without the two of them in the foreground. However, when I went through the show a second time, I told myself I would watch the whole thing.
Well, I made it through Season 8. And yeah, it wasn’t that good. But it was not good in a way that was totally flip-flopped for me. The parts I expected to be terrible weren’t, such as new characters John Doggett and Monica Reyes. The parts I expected to be good – like Mulder coming back, for God’s sake – were really awful.
I have a new X-Files review blog, so I won’t go into any specific detail. But I will say that Season 8 became a sort of tedious thing to watch after a while. Usually a season of The X-Files manages to crank out a whole slew of good episodes, but Season 8 only really gave two – “Per Manum” and “Alone.” They were damn good episodes, though, so I guess that’s something.
But now I’m on Season 9. I’ve just started the second episode, and as I was watching it a little voice came on in my head and wouldn’t shut up. It kept saying “This isn’t right. This isn’t right,” and as I continued to watch, it grew louder.
And now I’m wondering if the voice is right. I’m thinking about leaving the show hanging and skipping straight to the finale.
Because here’s the thing. The X-Files, at its core, is about the relationship between Mulder and Scully. It’s about how they handle their work and their lives and each other, and that’s what made the show so great. The alien bounty hunters and government conspiracies are all exciting, but the heart and soul of the show reside in these two wonderful characters, characters so real they jump off the screen, the kind of characters that make you depressed to be living in the real world. These are the characters The X-Files gave me, and they aren’t there in Season 9.
Although I do legitimately like John Doggett and Monica Reyes, they don’t have that same magical quality I saw in Mulder and Scully, and since I’m not a TV watcher normally, I don’t know, I guess they just don’t do it for me. Or perhaps it’s because they don’t feel like The X-Files any more. And that’s the problem. It just doesn’t feel like the same show, and I guess that breaks my heart. I don’t think I can do it. I’m not sure if I can get through. But that feels like betrayal.
So, I’m going to have to make a very serious life decision. Season 9 – to watch or not to watch? It’s a tough, tough choice. WHY MUST THINGS CHANGE?!
As Doug Walker so eloquently put it: