Monday, July 28, 2008

I (Don't) Want to Believe

For all you X-Files fans out there, I sure hope you haven't seen the new movie.

Let's forget for a moment that it seems to have no real relation to the original TV show; or the fact that it seems like the producers/creator just wanted to create a cash cow that appealed to the massive fan base of an awesome and amazing series from the 90s; or even that the paranormal (which as we all know was the basis of the show) is somewhat sidelined in this recent outing.

Let's forget all of that because a bigger travesty has occurred.

You know part of the appeal for the original show was the 'will they won't they?' aspect of Mulder and Scully's relationship. Well now we know for sure. In the last X-Files movie (which was also the first) the relationship was always hinted at. There is even baby William to consider in this little cat and mouse game that was played at by Mulder and Scully - where did he come from? Was Mulder really the father? These were questions raised in the TV show and I think it was an effective plot device - it made us, the viewer, interested and it got us thinking and claiming our own theories. It was after all a show designed for the paranoid and the crazy.

But now all those questions seem to be answered.

In the latest movie, it appears that Mulder and Scully are shacked up and are in fact an item.

WHY?!

This takes away any sort of respect or interest in that particular aspect of the story. It appears that once again the bastardisation (or Hollywooding) of movies is alive and well and has ruined what could have been a halfway decent movie. We don't need things to be overtly emphasised or explained - we're not completely stupid. In fact, to hell with the internet and all that making the kids of today stupider than those of last generation. It's the goddamn movies that come out of Hollywood that explain everything to you in the most obvious terms possible. I'm surprised they haven't started releasing films that have a running commentary about what is happening. Imagine that?

BEN: I am going to pick up this pen and write down a note for my partner to get when she returns home. It is important to know because it will be the last note I ever leave her. I am leaving now.



JUDY (upon returning home): Oh look at this handily placed note on the table that makes it very obvious. I wonder who it could be from. I am going to read this note aloud now.



JUDY Reads: Dear Judy. I have just gone to the shops now because we needed some milk to feed the cats we have. I will be home later. If I am not, then you must assume the worst and think that I have been kidnapped or something equally horrible.

Subtitles down the bottom of the screen (assuming that people can still read):

BEN has just written a note to his partner saying that he will be going out to pick up some milk so that they can feed their cats. In the note, it also mentions that if he does not return then she must assume the worst. BEN places the note on the table in a very obvious place.
JUDY returns home and sees a note placed obviously on the table. She wonders who it could be from. She picks it up and reads it aloud.
SUBTITLES OF THE NOTE DISPLAYED ON SCREEN.



See. How freaking horrible would that be? And that is what has happened to the new X-Files movie. It is like being hit in the face with a goddamn brick whilst being told that you're being hit in the face by a goddamn brick.

Or at least, that's what I imagine it to be like.

I haven't actually seen the movie yet.

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