The series is again in the eighth season, as the new deputy director, Kirsch, appears to have John Duggett's agent for the Mulder case, where things seem to be getting worse. Skali Skinner and Doggett are unhappy in Arizona for a new mission, protecting Gibson from a foreign hunter Bounty, who appears disguised as the missing Mulder.
I've invested so many years in watching The X-Files, that I'm not about to give it up easily. With even a slight promise of something actually happening on the series, I will check it out next week.
The post-Mulder episodes are on the dull side. And the season as a whole is a serviceable study of how quickly a good show can go bad-the fragile nature of good television.
Even true-blue fans, I suspect, will come away disappointed by the glacially paced plot and the tiresome reappearance of an old fiend, that shape-shifting, green-blooded, alien bounty hunter.
