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The X-Files: I Want to Believe

Mulder & Scullyís (Somewhat) Excellent Adventure

Even in the estimation of its most ardent followers, "The X-Files" has rarely been a model of consistency, if only because creator Chris Carterís vision is so audaciously complex that it sometimes collapses beneath the weight of its own ambition. At its best, it is lurid, cerebral pulp fiction that deftly combines elements of Carterís religious faith with his predilection for paranormal fantasy and maddeningly intricate conspiracy theories. In its lesser moments, it is convoluted and unfocused, undone by its myriad twists and needlessly baffling turns.

The good news is that I Want to Believe, the second feature spun off from a television series that remains as much a presence in syndication as it was during its nine seasons on FOX, plays like a solid, albeit unexceptional, stand-alone episode broad enough to ensnare the uninitiated without alienating the showís loyal base. Those expecting a full-cast reunion may be disappointed -- many of the showís unsung heroes and shadowy conspirators are conspicuously absent -- but the sight of Mulder and Scully, back on the FBI beat to crack a seemingly impenetrable missing-persons case, should soften the blow.

Given the dense cloud of secrecy that has enveloped the film since its inception, I will refrain from divulging too many details, except to say that Mulder (David Duchovny) has grown a modest beard since his acrimonious departure from the FBI, and has lost none of his passion for armchair meditations on the unexplained. Scully (Gillian Anderson) is more firmly rooted in the present, practicing medicine and still struggling to reconcile her devotion to science with her spiritual leanings.

Carter and longtime co-writer Frank Spotnitz waste little time in thrusting the two back on the job to solve the abduction of a fellow agent, aided by a disgraced priest (Billy Connolly) who claims, somewhat convincingly, to experience psychic visions. Itís enough to rekindle Mulderís obsessive quest for the Truth; ever the skeptic, Scully is slow to accept the notion that a child molester might be privy to some form of divine insight.

What follows is a perfectly serviceable slice of "X-Files" lore that works best as an unsettling procedural rich in the grisly details Carter seems to relish: men shedding tears of blood, sawn-off body parts eerily preserved in an iced-over river and, in the midst of the madness, Mulder and Scully trying to make sense of it all. That they never quite succeed is understandable. While those details lend an appealingly ominous tone to the proceedings, only some of them are adequately explained. The rest, I suppose, serve as proof of some otherworldly force at work in our lives.

Or so Mulder would have it. Six years after the showís deliberately open-ended finale, Duchovnyís compulsive truth-seeker remains quick-witted and effortlessly charismatic, just as his relationship with Scully remains frustratingly complicated. I Want to Believe surrounds them with an engaging story, but one canít help wondering whether the definitive "X-Files" movie isnít still out there.

Rating: 3 out of 5 stars