In other words, let the takes pile up into the sky and brush the underbellies of the UFOs hiding among the clouds. I am going to enjoy the idea of “The X-Files” returning for as long as I wish, up to — and, God willing, including — the moment the first new episode starts to air.
It is a little strange to be a current fan of a former television show; there’s a difference between “I enjoyed ‘The Sopranos’ when it aired” and “I still think about ‘The Sopranos’ and will talk your ear off about it given the smallest opening.” It is stranger still to be a current fan of “The X-Files,” which for many people faded away slowly over its last few seasons, as its stars reduced their presence on the show or left it altogether. There was also the curious late-season implosion of the series’s main “mythology” plot line, which at some point just seemed to stop making sense, even for a conspiracy theory.
Every fan seems to have his or her own date of spiritual death for the show. Some say it’s no good past the third season out of nine total, but those people are very wrong. Sure, Season 3 had “Clyde Bruckman’s Final Repose,” which is widely considered to be the best (or one of the best) episodes of the series’s entire output, and “Pusher,” my personal favorite. But the show is enjoyable much later into its run.
Yet nothing lasts forever. I’ve had Mulder’s badge number memorized since middle school, but I still haven’t seen every episode of the show’s final season. I did watch the 2008 film revival of the series, “I Want To Believe,” but let us not speak of it. And yet, I return again and again to this show.
I’m not exactly sure what it is about “The X-Files” revival that triggers unqualified excitement for me. It could be nostalgia. It could be the personal early influence of a show that featured a female character who was a smart,
And don’t tell them that what they’re waiting for might not be exactly as good as what they remember.
Unless, of course, you’re looking for a good way to end a friendship, as a condensed version of our office Hipchat about “The X-Files” revival revealed:
Tim Herrera: if you want me and michael can write an anti-announcement for it. “So this show people seemed to like in the ’90s is coming back, and I don’t know, some people seem excited?”
Michael Gold: Now You Can Watch X-Files After Going To A Hanson Concert And Drinking Zima Like It’s 1997 again
Abigail Ohlheiser: tim if you write that post we are no longer speaking
At some point, after this conversation escalated — I don’t remember when, it was a blur — both Tim and I were booted from the chat room by my editor.
We don’t know a lot about what Carter has planned — he told the Daily Beast on Tuesday that his team hasn’t written the episodes yet. But he noted that the new episodes will be “honest to the characters, and what happened to them since the series ended and the second movie.”
I am fully aware that the six new “X-Files” episodes will probably not be “Clyde Bruckman’s Final Repose,” or even “X-Cops,” the “Cops”-style Season 7 episode that served as a self-referential smorgasbord of in-jokes for longtime fans.
For now, I am choosing to assume that there is a chance the revival will be everything great about the show and the many careers it launched. I refuse to listen to any of your the reasonable, rational explanations about how disappointing this new series could be. Instead, I will cover your doubts with a million posters, showing an alien ship hovering in the sky, over the words, “I want to believe.”
[Disclosure: The author of this post is married to someone who draws the comic book continuation of “The X-Files" series for IDW.]