Whenever a show is about to end, and you’ve been watching it for years, you can be overwhelmed with different emotions.
If someone’s going to be on a porch, on a rocking chair, lecturing me about how things were in the good old days when they didn’t have all this new fangled technology, and how it’s ruining everything… I’m happy that I’m being told in an entertaining way like this.
Maybe I’m asking to much of this episode, because as much as I’ve complained about it, it’s still a competent episode. The action beats worked, I cared about the mystery, and the bits of horror worked.
It’s hard to write a review of this episode without constantly saying that this episode is weird.
If this episode was just introspective conversations, it wouldn’t quite be X-Files, so we got to find a metaphor somewhere to scare the audience… Doppelgangers will do.
You ever have that thing happen to you where people start shooting at you, and you’re like “Oh man, why is this happening this time?”… No? Me neither… But that must be what it’s like to be Mulder and Scully on a regular basis.
I really don’t want to talk about this episode. I mean, I signed up for it, and I love X-Files, but not this episode.