About Your Hatebloggers
One’s a virgin to the series, watching it for the first time. The other was a ‘phile from the beginning who said “fuck this noise” sometime in Season 8. They fight crime!
Okay, no really.
I was the target audience for The X-Files when it was on the air (junior-high-age female with obsessive fannish tendencies, all about cryptozoology, aliens, the paranormal, and dark-haired men with significant noses) but I was busy watching Star Trek: The Next Generation, and thanks to the surfeit of coverage of both the show and David Duchovny on entertainment news, didn’t want to fucking hear it.
And then my Internet Ghostbusters bestie nasubionna kept telling me “Watch this show, no really, you’ll love it, I swear, and by the way I PROMISE David is really hot.” In early 2012 I sat through 20 episodes of Season 1 and liked it well enough to at least finish out the season, and then “Tooms” happened.
This shot. RIGHT HERE.
The switch was flipped. I even e-mailed a college friend who’d had to endure more than his fair share of my “oh my god it’s that fucking show again HE’S NOT EVEN THAT HOT I DON’T GET IT” rants back in the day and said ”...I’d like to officially retract everything I ever said about David Duchovny.” (His response was a Sam Beckett-ish “oh boy.”)
I made it through the first five seasons at a reasonable pace, but started losing momentum in Season 6 because I knew the shitty parts were coming. Then the new mini-series was announced, and suddenly I had a deadline and a goal! I declared that I WOULD finish the rest of the canon before the new episodes aired, and somewhere in there
nasubionna and I made a pact that we would watch TOGETHER for solidarity and support (and because misery loves company, motherfucker) AND hateblog it for posterity.
And so it’s being posted here on the off chance that anyone else wants to watch this poor unfortunate soul experience the last two seasons and second movie for the first time.
This entry was originally posted at http://spinner-atropos.dreamwidth.org/214934.html. You may comment at either location.
Okay, no really.
I was the target audience for The X-Files when it was on the air (junior-high-age female with obsessive fannish tendencies, all about cryptozoology, aliens, the paranormal, and dark-haired men with significant noses) but I was busy watching Star Trek: The Next Generation, and thanks to the surfeit of coverage of both the show and David Duchovny on entertainment news, didn’t want to fucking hear it.
And then my Internet Ghostbusters bestie nasubionna kept telling me “Watch this show, no really, you’ll love it, I swear, and by the way I PROMISE David is really hot.” In early 2012 I sat through 20 episodes of Season 1 and liked it well enough to at least finish out the season, and then “Tooms” happened.
This shot. RIGHT HERE.
The switch was flipped. I even e-mailed a college friend who’d had to endure more than his fair share of my “oh my god it’s that fucking show again HE’S NOT EVEN THAT HOT I DON’T GET IT” rants back in the day and said ”...I’d like to officially retract everything I ever said about David Duchovny.” (His response was a Sam Beckett-ish “oh boy.”)
I made it through the first five seasons at a reasonable pace, but started losing momentum in Season 6 because I knew the shitty parts were coming. Then the new mini-series was announced, and suddenly I had a deadline and a goal! I declared that I WOULD finish the rest of the canon before the new episodes aired, and somewhere in there
nasubionna and I made a pact that we would watch TOGETHER for solidarity and support (and because misery loves company, motherfucker) AND hateblog it for posterity.
And so it’s being posted here on the off chance that anyone else wants to watch this poor unfortunate soul experience the last two seasons and second movie for the first time.
This entry was originally posted at http://spinner-atropos.dreamwidth.org/214934.html. You may comment at either location.