THE X FILES: I WANT TO BELIEVE (2008)
I'm all caught up. Save for a rotten episode here and there, I've seen all of The X-Files that I can see, with or without a hyphen. I Want to Believe arrived six years after the TV series was perorated into nullity, which makes the storyline seem awfully random. Was anyone picketing for a second x-film? If so, wouldn't it have made sense to resolve overarching narratives uprooted from eleven seasons of fertile soil? Because writer/director Chris Carter decided to take the fuzzy, less obvious route. The script reconvenes Spooky and Red to find missing persons...with missing body parts.
Billy Connolly plays a priest with sibylline precognition. He uses his crystal-gazing senses to pinpoint victims of a Dr. Frankenstein-esque lunatic, but can his benevolence be trusted? Oh, did I forget to mention that he sexually assaulted thirty-seven altar boys? Overall, Believe has the makings of a sprawling chapter of The X-Files, perhaps an ambitious two-parter. And it's pretty damn good, although I prefer its 1998 forebear by a nubbin. The second half trails off. I did appreciate the warm, yielding moments between Mulder and Scully. There is just enough action to cob this sharecropper (???). Robert Z'Dar says, "I don't know if I believe in flying saucers, but damn it, I believe in love. I want to believe in Mulder and Scully!"
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