I was in the backseat of a car maybe a month ago when the new X-Files (2016) came up. None of us had heard whether the series was coming back for a permanent run or what. Someone looked it up on their phone and found it would only be six episodes.
“Oh, thank goodness,” I sighed.
My response baffled the front-seat occupants, one of whom asked what I had against the The X-Files. I explained badly, as I often do on the spot, how age has shown me that more isn’t always better, and my already loaded media diet means I just don’t have time or energy for that much new stuff.1 Fewer episodes equals better.
A lot of times I’d rather appealing stuff just not exist than have to exert the willpower needed to not to care about it. Everett today is thankful Seinfeld quit early. Everett today was pissed when 99% Invisible went weekly. Everett sighed and stared out the window at the news of Blade Runner 2. Everett is way too good at finding stuff he cares about, and really bad at ignoring stuff that sounds like it might be cool.
Tom Chandler has this problem with podcasts. I, um, also have this problem with podcasts.
(P.S. If you’re David Lynch, make all the new Twin Peaks you want. I’ll accommodate.)
- I wanted to add, but didn’t, that I always thought Milennium was better than The X-Files, because that would just confuse them and might make them think I really did secretly hate The X-Files but wouldn’t own up to it. I’m getting better about staying focused while talking, keeping the extraneous details I’m just dying to share to myself. ↩