Yes, I am very excited. I'm taking my mom to see the new X-Files movie the day after it comes out--July 26th. I have fond memories of when Mom, Amanda and I went to the theater for the first X-Files movie back in 1998. I was a junior in high school and still coming out of one of my many awkward phases. Amanda wanted to shove somewhere between 5 and 15 straws together to make one long superstraw so she wouldn't have to keep lifting her drink out of the arm-rest cupholder. She handed me her fistful of straws and napkins and sent me to go save seats. I remember thinking that was a huge low point in my life....sitting by myself in an empty dark theater, waiting to see the X-Files movie with twenty straws in one hand, twenty napkins in the other, no food or drink to accompany them.
I was not a huge fan of that movie....I was a huge of the series, though. An X-Phile before even hitting puberty. These episodes of aliens, bigfoots, vampires, and giant leech-men who live in the sewers were my escape from the stupid 7th grade world I hated. I would daydream about Fox Mulder in Spanish class, when Mr. Ferrin (who doubled as the school drama teacher) would give us such Spanish commands as, "We will clean up the stage. Limpiamos la etapa. We will paint this wood. Vamos a pintar esta madera. You will not sleep on that couch. Usted no dormir que en el sofá."
Mom and I would snuggle up with blankets and ice cream and popcorn for each new weekly installment of Scully and Mulder drama.
The flesh eating bugs, the midnight corn crops, the government conspiracies, the dark cellars of abandoned houses, the unexplainable and the weird played on my since-elementary-school enthusiastic lust for science fiction (I blame Madeleline L'Engle and Roald Dahl. And Ray Bradbury. And L.M. Montgomery while we're at it. Emily of New Moon had psychic powers, man). How could a 13-year-old awkward young girl not be in love with David Duchovny? I really felt like we could have had an intellectual connection if we ever met in real life. "I believe!" I would have said, and we would have commenced on wild adventures and always survive them because that's how TV works.Well, I'm a little older and disillusioned these days, but still fan enough to blog a plug for the upcoming film.
Chris Carter says they dropped most of the uber-complexed spiderweb network of clues and conspiracies that suffocated the end of the original series--the bees, the smoking men, the Mulder in a Native American healing yert...... Instead, they scripted a film akin to the first few seasons of The X-Files, the glory days, the salad days. I think I just might have to wear my pajamas to the theater and cuddle up with a blanket and bowl of popcorn. [Jade, if you're reading this, I haven't forgotten our midnight X-Files routine and how you were too afraid to have your feet on the carpet while we were watching. Those were the days when Conan didn't always spin right before his opening monologue. We loved it when he did, though.]
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Dude, I still get vulnerable knees thinking about the X-Files. I posted about it today ... albeit just a small reference while talking about the movie I saw today that scared the freckles off my face. Seriously, they're all gone.
I'm glad that I am not the only one who remembers set design instructions in Spanish. I remember telling my parents that this was happening, and expected them to do something about it, but instead returned to pinte esa silla roja. It only added insult to injury that I didn't make the school play. But that's because Mr. Basinger hated me, which is an entirely different subject altogether.
Tarra: Mr. Basinger!! The man perpetually had his fly down! Did you ever see his former wife? She always wore a scarf around her neck and there was a rumor going around that if you pulled it off, her head would roll away. Yep, just like that story. I mostly remember Basinger reading off the bad boys' scores on the last day of 7th grade terms: "Brandon G--F U, Scott S--F U, Bobby B--F U," and everyone giggling from behind their music folders. Do you remember Ferrin's Sam's Club variety pack parrot vacation shirts? God save junior high, man.
Jade: I remember we used to freak ourselves out by rewinding that stupid scene from The Cable Guy, when Jim Carrey does the cartwheel karate chop into Broderick's peephole. We'd scream every time, like dorks. Like awesome dorks.
well said. i am excited for this movie as well; I am not surprised that we are aligned on this issue. It is the first series that I ever followed via renting whole seasons from the video store. One episode to this day is the most disturbing and eerily creepy thing I have seen in my whole life. Man, X-Files is too good.
can't wait.
Wow. With all the Dark Knight hubbub (whoa...that is a word and google didn't flag it for misspelling) I totally forgot about X-files coming out. If things are as you say, and they are really going to back to those glory episodes of yesteryear, I might have to go. I really hated the last movie. And I really hated when Scully tried to go it alone. I mean you MUST have Mulder right? But I guess Dave got to cool for the nerd school and had to move on to such gems as Queer Duck: The Movie. (don't look it up).
I had dreams of being with Mulder too, in fact that is how I used to go to sleep...making up episodes where we ended up making out. I mean seriously, that sexual tension between him and Scully...someone should do something with it. :)
Julia, are you serious? Mulder and Scully totally hooked up in the series....I think they start the movie out with them already admitting to the romance.
Also I retract my Native American yert comment...I just watched that episode last night and I forgot how AWESOME it is. Also, Jack Black was in an episode. He got fried.
Emily I'll be in Highland so we can definitely go rock climbing and party! My dad has this huge garden in the back yard. Uh that's random, but that's one thing I'm happy about right now.
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