I guess the reason a new X-Files movie was even made was for three reasons:
1. David Duchovny’s agent
2. Gillian Anderson’s agent
3. Amanda Peet’s agent.
I’m sure they all got together with Fox exec shades, and hammered out a skeleton crew of cheap labor, and came up with this cubicle garbage can full of Chris Carter’s vomit. I swear to gods, I’d rather see this abominable footage than what I just saw, had I the choice.
The show had a good run, and we all gave up solidly years ago. Let it go, Chris. Don’t be like the LOST guys: If you build it, they will come, even if it doesn’t make any sense. That’s teh Fail attitude, and to drag these characters back through the same boring territory (I’m a doctor, Mulder!; My sister, my sister, waaaa!; Maybe we should sleep together!) is just insulting to all intelligence that was once vested in these pretend people. Gah, it’s soap opera syndrome.