Written by Chris Ruppenthal and Glen Morgan & James Wong
Directed by David Nutter
The episode opens extremely well,
and showing Mulder walking among the dusty basement where the X-Files office
is, changing the calendar six months forward, and putting Scully's file in the
cabinet is powerful. Duchovny gives a very effective performance as a man
hollowed out by the loss of his better half. The tone of mourning plays very
effectively through the episode, especially in the scenes between Mulder and
the coroner. For all those reasons, I really wish I could like this episode
more. But the mystery that's at the center of the story, just isn't worth the
trouble.
One wants to give the vampire story
more credit, especially after a decade of Twilight and Sookie Stackhouse, of at
least trying to make a vampire story where the undead are dangerous rather than
sexy. Unfortunately, the episode just can't make up its mind whether the
vampires are supposed to be real or
not. Mulder starts the episode like he's trying to pursue serial killers and
wannabes that think they're vampires, and he certainly spends the first half of
the episode proceeding under that presumption. The idea of pursuing a
delusional man who thinks vampires are real would certainly have been
interesting. But then, the series remembers that its wheelhouse is the
paranormal, so John (The Son) is locked into a cell with southern exposure, and
burns into a pile of ashes. We never do get a real explanation as to how John
managed to resurrect himself (but why should we; he's not that interested when
we see him again), because the episode is on to its central problem ----
Kristen.
Even now, twenty years after the
fact, I'm still completely unsure what the point of Kristen was. Yes, I realize
that her job was to serve as the central focus for the vampires pursuing, and
the actual reason for the series of killings that brought Mulder onto the scene
in the first place. But her job also seems to be the serve as a literal femme
fatale that somehow attracts the broken Mulder, and based on everything we know
about him over the past year, he'd have to be psychological damaged to let a
woman who may be a suspect in a series of murders shave him
. It's not that he and then
girlfriend Perrey Reeves don't generate a certain amount of chemistry together;
it's that the script can't determine why this Scully-less Mulder would go to so
much trouble to protect her. Mulder has a habit of trying to save women who
seemed trapped in these cases--- it'll be demonstrated far more effectively in
later season---- but the series seems unable to determine whether he's too
shaken to use his usual sense of self-preservation or that there's some part of
him that genuinely doesn't care if he lives or dies anymore. That would lead to
the kind of wrenching drama we've come to expect from Morgan & Wong
scripts, and for once, the writers seem unworthy or unable to follow through on
them.
I'll say this for 3. Its tries.
Those have accused Mulder of walking through crime scenes expressionlessly and without feeling would
certainly be able to point to this script as their prime example. He seems to
be sleepwalking through much of the episode. He seems unwilling to argue
procedure with the LAPD, we casually hear him mention that he doesn't sleep
anymore, and the few one-liners he does make seem like the shell of his wit.
It's particularly painful to see him engage in scenes with the coroner, when we
all know the only woman that he would trust with an autopsy. And he seems
supremely off balance for the majority of the story, as if not having Scully
has left him unable to even go through the motions. But it's just not enough to
make this shell of a vampire story work--- Joss Whedon wouldn't haven't been
able to do anything this po-faced for more than five minutes before injecting
something into this static story.
3 does deserve credit --- a fair
amount-- for painting an episode far more interesting than any of the ones we
would get when Mulder was forcibly removed, but even hindsight can't make this
one much better. At the end of the episode, Mulder is sitting alone looking out
into the sky, looking miserable, and he should. He's wasted an hour trying to
save a woman, and failed just as surely as he did when he tried to save Scully.
He's wasted his time, and he's wasted ours. Our only real consolation is that
we won't have to go through any more.
My score: 2 STARS
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