Sunday, June 29, 2025

Constant Reader June 2025: Wanting to Believe and Monster of the Week How Two Different X-Files Guides Shine a (Flash) Light On One of the Greatest Series Ever Made

 

I suspect some of you have heard this anecdote but indulge me.

Two Jewish men have been arguing for a long time so a friend to both men brings them to their rabbi. The first man tells his side of the story to the rabbi. The rabbi replies: "You're right." The second man tells his side of the story. "You're right," the rabbi says. The third man is baffled. "Rabbi, they can't both be right." The rabbi looks at the third man smiles: "You know something? You're right."

In a way that kind of approach is very much the reason I may have chosen criticism as my major profession. It's not just that I love writing and going into details but I also love how so many critics can look at the same piece of work – film, book, or in my case TV – and come to completely different conclusions about it. This may come from having been a fan of Siskel & Ebert when I was growing up but it applies just as much to anything else. Perhaps it's because in many ways I can see myself as the rabbi in this argument. In some cases I can see why one person would love a piece of work and why another would hate it for the same reasons. This is also true for why different viewers love a work and why critics might love something for a different reason than a fan would.

Now those of you who've read my articles over the years also know that I tend to spend a lot of time dealing with episode guides involving television over the years, particularly with my own writing. And in a sense I'm going into familiar territory when I'm giving a recommendation to these two books because I have used both frequently over the last several years in my own writing and will do so again. This time, I'm giving you details because if you are a fan of The X-Files and you have yet purchase either of these books (or one rather than other) that both of these volumes are perhaps the most comprehensive of any that have ever been written on The X-Files in the roughly thirty years since they started writing books about The X-Files. (And yes I own most of those books too.)

I've referenced both before but for the uninitiated here are the full titles of both: Wanting to Believe by Robert Shearman and Monster of the Week by  Zach Handlen and Todd Van Der Waff (now Emily St. James). There are valid reasons to own both books because to paraphrase Vincent in Pulp Fiction, they got the same shit but in some cases, it's a little different.

For one thing the full title of Shearman's book includes the subtitle  'A Critical Guide to The X-Files, Millennium & The Lone Gunmen. Shearman was a completist and because he had seen neither series when they were on the air but The X-Files did an episode that wrapped each series up after they were abruptly canceled, he decided to watch all of them. (That included more of a sacrifice then you might think, which I'll explain later.) Handlen and St. James only chose to review The X-Files as a whole. Shearman is British and only saw most of the series months after the fact, and vernacular penetrates most of his reviews. Handlen & St. James are Americans and have a different view point.

Perhaps more significant is the approach each take. If I'm going to use The X-Files as a metaphor (and why not?) Shearman's approach is closer to that of the one Scully would. He looks at the entire series from a detached, academic point of view, giving every single episode a rating between 1 and 5 stars (and he allows for 1/2 stars which I applaud him for). Like a critic, he views each individual from how enjoyable it was and as you might expect, he tends to think the monster of the week episodes are better than the mytharc episodes which he loses patience with very quickly. (That is not new for any X-File fan.) He also tries to look for themes between each season, criticize each writer and looks for patterns in their work over time. Some of his choices are unsurprising (he thinks Vince Gilligan is the best writer the show produces) some are (he doesn't love Darin Morgan as much as most fans do) and he makes some connections you might not think, particularly with authors you might not remember. (He has a sentiment for David Amann, who joined the staff in Season 6 that I never thought of watching the show.)

Handlen and St. James, by contrast, have an approach closer to Mulder. (For the record both books to think Scully was the better character throughout which any self-respecting fan knows.) They don't rate any of the episodes but try to explain why they either loved or hated each one. (The two alternate reviews most of the way through.) They tend to review the myth-arc episodes, usually two-parters in one review during a season and while they grant more latitude than Shearman about its rewards, they are close to alignment as to when it went off the rails entirely. And when it comes to episodes that they consider classics they will give far more space to it then the run-of-the mill ones. (Shearman, by and large, basically devotes about two pages or less to every single episode regardless of quality.) Generally speaking the more they love an episode the longer the review: 'Clyde Bruckman's Final Repose' gets four pages, Jose Chung's From Outer Space gets close to five and The Post Modern Prometheus gets the longest one at six. They also have the benefit of having written their guide a decade after Shearman wrote his. (Shearman published his guide in 2009; Handlen and St. James wrote theirs in 2019.) And as a result they cover both revival seasons of the series, which they refer to as Seasons 10 and 11. Their devotion is shown in footnotes throughout each episode where they make personal asides, some humorous, some unsettling.

The real argument to buy Shearman's book is his criticism of Millennium. He almost seems to argue that this is the superior Chris Carter series and while that's a bit extreme I won't deny its persuasive nature. I purchased the book in 2009 entirely for its X-Files reviews but after reading his reviews of Millennium (which I'd glanced at a few times when it was originally on the air before dismissing) I decided I needed to see it. In the mid 2010's I rented it from Netflix (as of this writing it is still unavailable for streaming anywhere) and with each episode I began to see what Shearman found so appealing about it. Thematically it never had a connecting thread during the entire series or even from season to season but so many of the episodes connected with me on a visceral level and both the writing and the work of Lance Henriksen made me realize it was a forgotten gem of the 1990s. And having watched the X-Files episode that dealt with it after the fact, I now realize why it was such a disappointment to fans of the show and fans of the X-Files. If  the 'Millennium' episode of The X-Files had been my only taste of the series I wouldn't have understood why anyone liked the original series. Having seen the original series by now, I keep thinking it should get a revival too.

Harden and St. James don't seem to have thought much of that show (the only time they refer to it outside the X-Files episode it's in a derivative way) and that's understandable considering they intend to show their love of The X-Files. And it's  the way they review individual episodes as opposed to Shearman's that make both books required reading and comes back as to why some episodes are classics and some are messes. Shearman may be holding The X-Files to a harsher standard than Monster of the Week does but he's clearly as much a fan as Handlen & St. James are. (You wouldn't watch 200 plus episodes and two films if you didn't enjoy The X-Files and you wouldn't subject yourself to such stinkers as Teso Dos Bichos and Excelsis Dei if you weren't truly devoted.) But Shearman's objections are clearly different then the problems that Handlen and St. James have, particularly when it comes to the myth arc. It's not just that he doesn't think it ever made sense; it's that he's more aware of the flaws in it in a way that Handlen & St. James rarely admit and that's in particular the horrible purple prose which he refers to, pointedly and accurately, as 'Carter-speak."

It's in these segments that you get to see Shearman's humorous side the way that inspired Roger Ebert when a movie was truly terrible. A few passages from his one-star review  of Season 4's 'Terma' will probably suffice:

"In fact, a lot of this feels like the writers have set themselves a game: the scene between Skinner and Scully outside her apartment has the two rabbiting exposition at each other with as many subordinate clauses squeezed in as possible. (Mitch Pileggi wins by coming up with one sentence which boasts no fewer than eleven.)

…Gillian Anderson is required to speak ever more complex and facile speeches, until at last you can see her give up and switch on the autopilot. It's dreadful, boring and facile. Just when you think the dialogue has got as bad as can be, Mulder stands in front of Congress and tells them they should all be held in contempt for not believing in aliens. In response, everyone looks bemused. I know I was."

It almost makes you want to watch the episode to see if its really that bad. (It's not, but it's close.)  Handlen and St. James are slightly more charitable to it than Shearman is (they review this episode in conjunction with 'Tunguska' which it was paired with) but they're inclined to think it's just as much a mess. Their problems with the mytharc are story related rather than dialogue. They think the episode is trying to much of its era (1996) and they're also pretty sure this is where the mythology begins to lose whatever chance it had of making sense. (Shearman basically agrees with them but for different reasons.) They have more patience for the set pieces of the show than Shearman does but even when they praise them, they do mention that it's now clear the show runners were building a house of cards that got more unstable with each season.

Now I do realize that for me to recommend not one but two different episode guides about the same TV series is going to have a limited appeal to those people who aren't X-Files fans. I'm not so much worried about that niche (especially considering we may get a revival very soon) as to those who might not necessarily want to read TV criticism or even fan love in books when they can read them online. But think of it in terms of the kind of YouTube or TikTok sites where you see people criticizing the most recent action film or marvel movie or for that matter a Scully and a Mulder looking at episodes in different ways. Sometimes it's how you see things that matters.

I could give a dozen examples of this throughout the book but I think the best way is to do one episode that Shearman loves and Handler and/or St. James hates, one the other way around and a classic episode they both love but for different reasons.

Let's start with Season 6's 'Milagro' an episode that I found problematic the first time I watched and will never consider a favorite. This is why Handlen loathes the episode:

'Milagro' is a self-serious, intermittently insulting chunk of television…It's not very good – because it's pompous, and because it treats Scully with the sort of ill-defined contempt and exhausting male gaze that forces the viewers that forces the viewer to ask some really uncomfortable questions about just what the writers think of her…It's bad enough that Scully is once relegated to victim status; even worse, the episode makes him the puppet of (the villains) creepy infatuation before he gives up upon realizing she's already in love with Mulder'

The problem Handlen says along with all this is among other things the episode is too serious and that the prose is terrible , like watching someone's fanfiction come to life…and that the episode is 'fixated on the sort of vague philosophizing that makes Carter's monologues so goofy. Handlen ends the review – which almost comes into the so bad its good territory by saying "it's intermittingly captivating and frequently horrid, with all the profundity of a late night jam session between two stoned (male, single) philosophy majors.

Handlen is absolutely right.

Shearman doesn't entirely deny this but argues that the episode is something of a self-portrait of how Carter himself views The X-Files. He says that the main villain is essentially a metaphor for Carter himself and that so much of what Handlen considers bizarre about it is an expression of Carter's frustration at The X-Files which he never expected to succeed this well is now so popular that it has completely consumed him. He says:

this is an episode about writing, about how if the writer becomes God and makes his characters do what he tells them against their inclinations it won't be true or sincere, but if he allows himself to be a vessel for where the characters direct HIM he may produce better art but end up powerless as a result."

Considering that by this point the episode had run long past the intended run of the series and had now been moved from Canada to LA, it's a subtext worth considering as well as the fact that Carter never intended Mulder and Scully to get together but the fans had been pressuring him so hard for five years it was becoming a constant drumbeat.

And as for the horrible nature of it:

It's a piece of self-indulgence, of course. It's vague and it's flabby. And it's by Chris Carter, which means the writer's voiceover prose has passages of brilliance and passages of pretension. In some way, though, all these faults are part of the point; this is a study of overwriting with all the mistakes left in, all the frustrations and inadequacies a writer has to endure…And after six seasons of being a runaway hit – and still going strong, Carter won't be off the hook for years yet! – the show couldn't make something as inward looking as this. It shouldn't still be running at all.

Shearman is also absolutely right. (It doesn't make the episode better but he's still right.)

Now let's do the reverse with All Souls a fifth season episode that tells a story that – well, I'll let Shearman who considers this one of the worst episodes in the entire history of the franchise describe it:

 

"So, this is the one about a killer who's hunting down four girls. And burning their eyes out. But it's okay because the killer is God. Yes, God. That's right. And it's doubly okay, because the girls are disabled, and not 'meant to be'…I'll let that one sink in a moment. And when Scully gets the chance to save the last victim's life, she's persuaded – get this – by a vision of her dead daughter to let her die as was intended. The daughter who was, unless we forget, also killed earlier in the season because she too wasn't meant to be. (To be fair, at least in Emily, the girl was an alien hybrid with green acid blood. And she wasn't disabled? Did I mention that these other girls have no right to live because they're disabled? Okay. Good. I thought I had.)

Now let's ponder. What sort of message is being sent out here?"

 

To be clear most of the time in Shearman's reviews he doesn't let his own personal beliefs cloud his judgment: he clearly has them when it comes to the political incorrectness of certain stories that have aged badly but he doesn't let it always be a factor. That he takes such offense to this story is very telling and it does get to one of the biggest flaws with The X-Files overall. Whenever The X-Files deals with religion, organized or otherwise,  it far too often became offensive. I'm closer in a sympathy with Shearman on this episode than I am in Milagro but that doesn't change the underlying fact that there is something very offensive about this.

Now I should mention one of the central themes of Monster of the Week is how so many of even the best stories on The X-Files can be problematic either because they've aged poorly or because they deal with troubling subtexts, most notably when it comes to consent. (That is no doubt one of the issues driving the contempt towards Milagro by Handlen.) You'd think this same issue involving all of the problems above would trouble  The problem is that when St. James reviews this episode it's clear that their love of Anderson is enough to carry the day. This is how St. James deals with all of the very real issues with the episode:

"Just don't think about its somewhat nihilistic theological implications too much and you'll be fine."

St. James almost always handles most of the episodes that deal with consent in a humorous fashion with the delicacy they deserve. They acknowledge their problematic but you can get over it. Both authors have considerable issues with some of the more racist storylines which tend to bother Shearman somewhat less. St. James acknowledges the reality of the storyline phrasing it like this: "Scully is pretty sure that God sent four mentally handicapped girls with the souls of angels into her life so he could burn out their eyes, take them to heaven and let her know it's ok to let go of any residual sadness she has about the death of (her daughter) earlier this season".

St. James seems to be acknowledging the absurdity and the dark implications but she has a different perspective:

"Of course God would want to tell Scully to proceed with her work. Of course he would contrive an elaborate scenario wherein he sends four of his angels down to Earth in the form of endangered young girls, purely so he could call them back at some point to teach Scully a lesson about letting them go. And of course he would let this entire cosmic battle play out before her very eyes as a way to let her know what path to follow."

This scenario is, if anything, more ridiculous than the one Shearman described in his review. But St. James is playing it more or less straight because of her overriding love for Scully. If anything she doubles down in the final sentences.

"Scully, you see, is just that important. She's not just the rational skeptic, there to give Mulder the support he needs. She's the skeptic, the woman who stands out between the mundane and the unexplained and sees demons and doesn't get her eyes burned out. She's on the front lines, and that's exactly where the almighty wants here."

In other words God loves Scully as much as the rest of us do and that allows us to excuse a storyline even St. James acknowledges is 'preposterous'. Shearman loved Anderson's work as Scully too but even he isn't willing to go that far.

And now let's close this with an episode where both books are in complete alignment on a classic episode. Let's do one of the all-time great's Vince Gilligan's Season 4 classic 'Paper Hearts'. This is a classic episode and I'll let St. James tell you why:

Paper Hearts spends its entire running time trying to get you to believe a lie. More than anything, it wants you to think the show will throw away one of its most important structural underpinnings in the service of a Monster of a Week episode that seems cribbed from a more earthbound detective show. Chiefly, it wants you to believe that Mulder will uncover that his sister's disappearance is due to a man – a monstrous man, but a mere man, nonetheless. Not aliens. Not a conspiracy. Not a shining light in the sky. A man.

Now I'll let Shearman explain why this man, a serial killer named John Lee Roche, is so unsettling and why the trick works so well:

"Vince Gilligan (the writer) has a disturbing ability to take serial killers and make them pointedly ordinary; there is nothing 'Silence of the Lambs like in his approach to his human monster, nothing to glamorize them. But nor does he demonize them either. John Lee Roche…is a man who is an interested in the details of his vacuum cleaner sales as he is the trophies of his child murders.

…There is something truly macabre in his opening scenes with Mulder, the way they greet each other as calmly as familiar acquaintances. And what this achieves is the unthinkable – you spend the episode hoping that Roche really is the man who killed Samantha, because it would somehow bring closure, it'd bring peace. When Mulder and Scully visit Frank Sparks, some twenty years after the abduction of his little girl, it's clear from the way he greets the FBI at the door that he's been keenly waiting for the news all this time, that the mystery has never for a single day stopped haunting him. He talks about how its better to know than always to wonder – and yet, conversely , how relieved he is the child's mother is dead so she's spared the news.

And it's that contradiction which is at the core of Paper Hearts' success. You want to find out the truth. You dread to find out the truth. David Duchovny's performance – one of his very best – captures the dichotomy of this brilliantly, digging in the dirt with his bare hands eager to discover the body of his sister, relieved and yet anguished when he realizes the corpse on the autopsy table is not Samantha, meaning that she still has not had the resolution he needs.

I'll avoid revealing how this episode plays out exactly and why so much of this is agonizing. Instead I'll let St. James conclusion to her essay – which covers the same ground in different ways – explains its power:

The comforting idea of a conspiracy theory is that it removes all room for random chance, that the death and misery that greet our time on Earth can be written off as the machinations of the devil or a secret cabal that controls everything that happens. The boldest move of 'Paper Hearts' is that it takes away the certainty that some kind of evil order prevails and replaces it with the idea that it all could be random chance. In real life, most of us eventually come to accept this as a fact of life. But in fiction, particularly in fiction like The X-Files, where there's a place for everything and everything has it's place, it can be disconcerting.

'Paper Hearts' lives in that uneasiness. Its suggestion that sometimes its not your dad turning you over to aliens, that sometimes It's just a nut with an El Camino and a horrible secret, is almost radically simple for the show. The possibility that there could actually be a rational explanation becomes a doubt that nags and can never entirely be dismissed, even as you know it for the lie for what it is. The X-Files, for all its feints towards ambiguity, exists in a universe driven by an almost godlike conspiracy that can do whatever it likes, and there's a comfort in having that kind of certainty in our fiction. But there's a power in embracing the mystery, the idea that life is a scary, random place."

To be clear neither of these books are the kind of books you sit down and read from start to finish. They fit the definition of a coffee table book, the kind of book you randomly open to any given page when you have free time – or when you've seen an episode of these series. For me, one or the other has for the last several years been the kind of book I read a few pages of before I go to be each night. And no, reading these books late at night doesn't make me have trouble falling asleep because of the frequently disturbing subject matter in them. No I sleep just fine…because I've been replaced by an alien shape-shifter or a man with a tail or I work at a cubicle and my boss called him and now I'm a zombie. (Just kidding…or am I?)

In all serious both of these books are the kind of project that all fans of Ten-Thirteen either have already or should have. For those who are still uninitiated in the world of Mulder and Scully, it might not be the worst idea to see a few episodes of the X-Files on streaming (they're always on one service or another) Monster is probably the better one for just that book as neither Millennium or The Lone Gunmen are on any streaming service yet. For those Millennium fans who are out there (and there is a new graphic novel series so I know they are) Believe will help you wander down memory lane and maybe track down the DVDs. It did for me.

Either way both of these books will appeal to a certain group of fans out there. You know who you are. (And so does the Syndicate.) With Ryan Coogler's revival of the series supposedly coming very soon, you might want to get acquainted again, if only to see what the show did right and what it did wrong and begin the wondrous debate over one of the greatest series of all time.

Now if you'll excuse me, I need to pick up a pack of Morleys. Just kidding…

 

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