The X-Files has returned after almost 14 years. It was worth the wait. Even though it was a disjointed premier episode, suffocated with loose ends and layered with seemingly unrelated plotlines, I loved every minute of it. The nostalgia of the opening sequence. The first scene with Mulder and Scully. The “I want to believe” poster. The entrance of Skinner. And even the entrance of Smoking Man. I loved it all. The joyful moments were even enough for me to overcome my disdain for Joel McHale. I do think the character and the actor are too campy, and perhaps too cliché for the X-files, but I have faith those choices serve a purpose.
As much as I enjoyed the first episode, the second episode actually made it seem dull. It fed the plot, but was styled as a classic one-off. It succeeded on every level. Seeing Mulder and Scully sitting across the desk from Skinner again was a treat. And the story was immensely intriguing. Overall, the intensity went up a notch or two.
As much as I anticipate the next episode, I am also dreading that it will all end in just a few short weeks. I hope they’ll decide to give us more. I also hope they won’t make us wait another 14 years.