Sabs' X-Files Season 10 Review!

Imagine you have a mother, and you love her very much. Imagine there’s a zombie uprising and she gets bitten. For slow, excruciating hours, you try to convince yourself that maybe she’ll be okay, that the bite isn’t that bad, that this time it’s going to be different. But she turns into a ravenous zombie anyway, hungering for your brains. You can’t bring yourself to kill her, so you chain her up and lock her in the shed.

Occasionally you dare to open the shed door, hoping to see a glimpse of the woman you once loved. You never do.

Then, years later, you hear a noise in the shed. You think you hear your mother. You think she’s calling your name.

You run, breathless, and fling the door open. “Mom?” you whisper.

But she’s not your mother anymore.

This clumsy analogy, in a nutshell, is my relationship with the X-Files.


( An Abridged History of Sabs the X-Phile )

Accordingly, I did not want a reboot, because I remember the last few seasons. But okay. There was reboot. I figured I’d give it a chance. After all, what if I liked it? What if it rekindled my love for the show? It had been a huge part of my life!

And if worse came to worse, I could always hate-watch it, right? Plus I’ll watch Gillian Anderson in anything, let’s be honest.

Needless to say, if I had liked it, this post would be a lot shorter.

How much, you might ask, did I hate the reboot?

Not enough to do a screenshot recap of every episode (don’t think I wasn’t tempted) but so much that I watched the whole fucking thing so you don’t have to.

( Sabotabby’s 2016 X-Files Episode Guide )

So that's it! Leave your outrage, reaction gifs, and fond memories of 90s X-Files fandom in the comments.