WHY WON'T YOU LOVE ME, DAVID DUCHOVNY: X-FILES REBOOT
Reboots are all the rage. Arrested Development, back for season 4 and a movie. Twin Peaks, back from 25 years of MacLachlan-less hell in 2016. Even lesser-than-cult status shows like Veronica Mars can get rebooted into becoming a fairly successful crowd-sourced film. The latest in the growing list of classic television returns is Fox's own X-Files, possibly making a limited run reunion tour in the next few years.
The state of the movie reboot genre is a regrettable but ultimately fruitless trend to resist. The Amazing Spiderman, Jurassic World, possibly a new Indiana Jones – they may not make the best movies, they may not be the most original idea, but at the end of the day the film industry is going to do what they're going to do. We don't have to love it on the intellectual level, but it's a hard movement to fight. TV show reboots on the other hand – look, I love Arrested Development and Veronica Mars as much as the next guy, and sure, I may've painted an "I Want To Believe" miniature Hollywood flat for my theater design class, but does that love really constitute a resurrection? These shows exist in the era they were conceived. They were great, or groundbreaking, or wildly original – the have any great number of assets that make them special to audiences – but bringing them back from the dead hurts them more than it helps.
One of the great things about TV shows is that they have the ability to evolve. That's what gets people so invested in them, they can follow certain characters in the intimacy of their own home for years. But another great thing about TV shows is that they have finite endings. Whether we like it or not, shows end. Sometimes in a really sucky way, but sometimes in a really great way. I don't think we should rob these shows of their endings just because we still love them, if anything, shows ending only makes me love them more. And more often then not, a lot of these shows that we're deciding to bring back had less than stellar final runs. Are reboots just a way to retroactively fix waning final seasons? Let me tell you, no amount of X-Files rebooting is going to make me forget seasons 8 and 9, and I don't think you could find someone to defend the last season of Twin Peaks with the same enthusiasm that they talk about the first.
All I'm saying is, good god, let the good things go. Let them live in their '90s, early 2000s heavens. Let them bask in their successes, and let us all collectively turn a blind eye to their failures. But for the love of god, lets not sully their good names with needless reincarnations. Stay gold Ponyboy, stay gold.
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