WHY AM I OUT OF TOWN ALL WEEKEND!?
This review makes me flail. Seriously. I want my X-Files.
Yeah, the plot is going to suck. Er, surprise? This was expected. It's a TV movie. It's an X-Files TV movie. And you know what, I'm going to say it--I DON'T GIVE A SHIT.
Quite frankly: this movie could have consisted entirely of ten minutes of Mulder/Scully UST and one minute of steamy make-outage, and I would probably spend ten bucks to go see it. Because I will be watching this movie as if it were a romance. I fucking ship it, bitches (and you should too).
Maybe the article says it best:
"You can watch "The X-Files: I Want to Believe" as a sci-fi thriller or as a romantic tragedy, but it works much better as the latter: Former FBI agents Fox Mulder (David Duchovny) and Dana Scully (Gillian Anderson) - though I've no idea why I'm using their first names; no one else ever does - are one of the great screen romances. Through the ups and downs of the nine-season TV show (it went off the air in 2002), the two actors forged a chemistry so palpable you could almost see it lighting up the space between them. Both characters were cool and cerebral; each drawn to the other's intelligence, yet repelled by a crucial difference exemplified in this movie's title. Mulder believed in the paranormal because he wanted, badly, to believe in it; Scully, the skeptical doctor who dwelt in facts, wanted to believe but couldn't."
ACK. Beautiful. It's exactly, exactly right.
I'm so seeing this damn movie.
-A, has the shippy glasses ON.