Destination: D.C., South Carolina
"Don't give up on me."
I swooned pretty early on in 'My Struggle II', but not before that exquisite teaser was over. You guys, in my mind, the best thing here is: Chris Carter thinks this (and 'My Struggle') are really compelling. He stands by them completely. So, I say this with all seriousness, what I will take away from this two-parter is that self-delusion actually might work.
I'm not going to fan the flames here though. (Those being the gargantuan devastating issues that befall this finale.) There are very long and detailed reviews out there full of our woes as viewers. Instead, let's go back to the good, like the amazing scrapbook moment of Agent Dana Katherine Scully and her career with the FBI.
|Paging Dr. Scully|
|Awww. Their first autopsy.|
|I don't think I could ever tire of seeing the badges.|
|The Syndicate was so brilliant at one time.|
|I've always thought 'Conduit' is wildly underrated.|
|Three shots from 'Memento Mori'. THREE!!!|
|This serves to remind us the same person who wrote and directed this finale is also capable of this stunning shot.|
The monologue put to the photos was also excellent. Totally Carter, on his best day. But I think the opener of this miniseries backed the show, its main characters and the plot into a terrible corner. (Haha, I mean the 'terrible corner' goes back way further than that but let's just work small to big here.) I stand by my previous assertions that what's 2000 times worse than any other problem is that it doesn't make any sense. I'm talking about all the words in the script that come together to form sentences of dialogue! But I digress. Because on some level the show swung for the fences. I mean Carter legitimately pulled the trigger on what was starting out to look a lot like a zombie apocalypse. I have to give credit to him for what looks like an evolution -- there's no turning back from the circumstances of this finale. In other words, he really moved things forward -- in many ways more than he did in 9 seasons. Potentially. We shall see. (Actually, maybe someone should put Kirkman and Carter in a room together and call it a day.)
I want to go back to the good again. I thought Lauren Ambrose and Gillian Anderson made for an engaging pair of agents. In fact, I never even knew that I wanted to see these two actresses together, in scenes, on The X-Files, until now! I don't know if it was constantly shooting them in profile or their red hair, but I was super into them. Even when the dialogue was gruelingly tedious.
|This shot is really pretty.|
The morning after the episode premiered, an article in the NYT came out, interviewing Carter on the finale, the miniseries, and the future of the show. (Click here to read it.) I have an unlimited reserve of tolerance for faulty decisions but not so much for people who don't learn something from their mistakes. Chris Carter and The X-Files walks that line more than any other show I've known. That is my struggle. (C'mon, I had to!)
*I am still reeling over the classic opening credits. There are few things that make me as happy in the moment as those have for two decades!
*Annabeth Gish looks amazing.
*As much as I adore Joel McHale, Tad O'Malley did not work for me at all.
*Hey, at least the smallpox theme goes way back.
|All the way back to Season Two. 'Anasazi', the train car, alien corpses. "Burn it." Sighhhh.|
CSM: "You don't give up, do you?"
Scully: "That child will be protected by his inheritance and my alien DNA."
Final Analysis: Dear Mulder and Scully: Please do come back. Do standalone episodes! Find William! Do a movie! Bring the Morgan brothers and James Wong and back the Brinks truck up to the home of Vince Fucking Gilligan, if need be. Let Chris Carter showrun it. Hard to believe, sometimes I am even surprised by it, but my affection appears unwavering still. Yours truly, a very devoted fan.